It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra. House call finale.

In case you don't know I'm a rookie cop in a small Pennsylvania town, currently stuck working the night shift.

I work your normal patrol shift, driving around, pulling traffic, responding to your usual domestic disputes and whatever other wonderful calls

dispatch sends my way.

Last week was crazy at work for me and right as I thought life was returning to normal,

I now find myself in the eye of yet another unsettling investigation.

I woke up early afternoon to a purring cat on my chest, Haley.

This cat has become the love of my life since we found each other about a week ago.

However, I could do without my new vibrating alarm clock.

I gave her a few scratches before guiding her off my chest.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was already

1 p.m. got out of bed, showered, and slowly began preparing to go in for work that night.

I put on my uniform, geared up, and headed out the door. Roll call was pretty short and sweet since we're getting busy and Sergeant Oakley wanted bodies on the road as soon as possible.

Right before breaking, Sergeant Oakley made sure to add, and Barclay, try not to have another

shitstorm follow you, yeah?

Yeah, Sarge, he's gonna try to make it happen, but now that you told told me I guess I won't I might be one of the very few females in the department

But most of the guys appreciate my thick skin and sarcasm I was in the middle of a conversation when dispatch interrupted me.

Dispatch at 1034.

1034 go ahead.

Are you able to respond to a 911 hang up?

Affirmative. What's the address?

Old school House Road.

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