A married couple were going out for

the evening and called in a teenage

babysitter to take care of their three

children. When she arrived they told her

they probably wouldn't be back until

late, and that the kids were already

asleep so she needn't disturb them.

The babysitter starts doing her

homework while awaiting a call from

her boyfriend. After awhile the phone

rings. She answers it, but hears no one

on the other end - just silence, then

whoever it is hangs up. After a few

more minutes the phone rings again.

She answers, and this time there's a

man on the line who says, in a chilling

voice, "Have you checked the children?"

Click.

At first she thinks it might have been

the father calling to check up and he

got interrupted, so she decides to

ignore it. She goes back to her

homework, then the phone rings again.

"Have you checked the children?" says

the creepy voice on the other end.

"Mr. Murphy?" she asks, but the caller

hangs up again.

She decides to phone the restaurant

where the parents said they'd be

dining, but when she asks for Mr.

Murphy she is told that he and his wife

had left the restaurant 45 minutes

earlier. So she calls the police and

reports that a stranger has been calling

her and hanging up. "Has he

threatened you?" the dispatcher asks.

No, she says. "Well, there's nothing we

can really do about it. You could try

reporting the prank caller to the phone

company."

A few minutes go by and she gets

another call. "Why haven't you checked

the children?" the voice says.

"Who is this?" she asks, but he hangs

up again. She dials 911 again and

says, "I'm scared. I know he's out there,

he's watching me."

"Have you seen him?" the dispatcher

asks. She says no. "Well, there isn't

much we can do about it," the

dispatcher says. The babysitter goes

into panic mode and pleads with him to

help her. "Now, now, it'll be okay," he

says. "Give me your number and street

address, and if you can keep this guy

on the phone for at least a minute we'll

try to trace the call. What was your

name again?"

"Linda."

"Okay, Linda, if he calls back we'll do

our best to trace the call, but just keep

calm. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes," she says, and hangs up. She

decides to turn the lights down so she

can see if anyone's outside, and that's

when she gets another call.

"It's me," the familiar voice says. "Why

did you turn the lights down?"

"Can you see me?" she asks, panicking.

"Yes," he says after a long pause.

"Look, you've scared me," she says.

"I'm shaking. Are you happy? Is that

what you wanted?"

"No."

"Then what do you want?" she asks.

Another long pause. "Your blood. All

over me."

She slams the phone down, terrified.

Almost immediately it rings again.

"Leave me alone!" she screams, but it's

the dispatcher calling back. His voice

is urgent.

"Linda, we've traced that call. It's

coming from another room inside the

house. Get out of there! Now!!!"

She tears to the front door, attempting

to unlock it and dash outside, only to

find the chain at the top still latched.

In the time it takes her to unhook it she

sees a door open at the top of the

stairs. Light streams from the

children's bedroom, revealing the

profile of a man standing just inside.

She finally gets the door open and

bursts outside, only to find a cop

standing on the doorstep with his gun

drawn. At this point she's safe, of

course, but when they capture the

intruder and drag him downstairs in

handcuffs, she sees he is covered in

blood. Come to find out, all three

children have all been murdered.