Dorothy Newell
speaker
843 appearances
11 recordings
6 series
first heard Oct 2025
last heard 6 Jul
Dorothy Newell’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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An idea came to me then.
I had my phone and was searching through my apps before I lost my nerve.
Before the part of me that wanted to pretend like nothing was wrong shut it down.
Last year, Dad installed cameras in the house after a series of break-ins on our street.
Although he never paid for the subscription that would allow him to save recordings, we were able to access an app that showed the live feed.
The last time I had used it, I was trying to see if I would beat my parents home after I stopped off at Timmy Brinkler's house on the way home from school.
My pulse pounded in my ears as I touched the icon, twisted my ring on my finger as I waited for the app to boot up.
After the title screen, it switched to a series of tiles depicting still images of several rooms.
I pushed to one for the kitchen, held my breath as the image materialized.
At first, everything seemed normal.
Then I saw the single shattered dish on the floor in the overturned stool.
And just like that, my mind cracked with it.
I chose the next view, the living room, and clutched both hands over my mouth, choked back the scream that exploded behind my clenched lips.
As I waited for the call to connect, I listened.
Outside the tent, an eerie hush had fallen over the forest.
Absent was the whisper of the breeze through the bare treetops or the chirps of crickets.
When the dispatcher picked up, I turned my back to the entrance of the tent, cupped the phone and whispered that I was at Camp Skadadamuch, and my mom was dead, and someone was trying to kill me.
Before I could give her any more information, I heard the soft crunch of approaching footsteps, and I slipped the phone still connected into my jacket pocket.
I remembered the knife and I pulled it from its sheath, held it out in front of me like a talisman, like it would do anything to ward off the hell approaching.
I knew it.
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