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The call came in at 9:47 PM. Claire Johnson had been working the night shift at the Springfield, Illinois emergency dispatch center for ten years. She thought she had heard it all—fires, robberies, domestic disputes, even the occasional prank call. But when the line lit up that night, the voice on the other end was unlike anything she had ever heard before.
It was a child. A very small child. And she was crying.
“Daddy’s… snake… it’s so big… it hurts…”
Claire froze. Her training told her to stay calm, but her instincts screamed that something was terribly wrong. Families kept snakes as pets, sure. But the way the girl spoke—the fear in her voice—was not about an animal. It was about something darker.
