The creepiest unexplained event you know of

The creepiest unexplained event you know of

The Wednesday phone calls

Dorothy Jane Scott disappeared on May 28th, 1980. She had lived with her 4-year-old son and her aunt in Stanton, a town 20-minute drive away from Anaheim, California.

For months before her disappearance, Dorothy had received phone calls from an unidentified male stalker. The stalker would recount the precise details of Dorothy’s day and profess his love and devotion for her. Some phone calls were angry, vengeful, and downright frightening. Once he threatened to “cut [her] up into bits so no one will ever find [her].”

She confided in her mother, Vera. They did not report the stalking to law enforcement. Dorothy contemplated getting a gun but opted for a karate class instead.

On the day of her vanishing, Dorothy had a meeting after work. One of the colleagues at the meeting appeared unwell. Dorothy and one other female colleague volunteered to take him to the UC Irvine Medical Center. After the ill colleague was tended to and ready to leave the hospital, Dorothy went to the parking lot to fetch her car. When Dorothy did not timely show up with the car, her coworkers started walking toward the parking lot.

There, they saw Dorothy’s station wagon careening toward them. The blinding headlights obscured the identity of the driver. It was unknown whether someone else was in the front passenger seat or in the backseat. The station wagon sped out of the parking lot, and Dorothy was never seen alive again.

The following morning, Dorothy’s car was found abandoned and burned approximately 10 miles from the hospital.

About a week later, her mother, Vera, started getting phone calls from a man,

“Are you related to Dorothy Scott?” the man asked.

Vera replied, “Yes.”

“I have her,” the man said and hung up.

This would be the first call of many. Almost every Wednesday afternoon for four years the twisted man would call to taunt the distraught mother. The police attempted to trace the calls and record the voice, but they were unsuccessful.

On June 12th, 1980, Pat Riley, an editor for the Santa Ana Register, received a call from a man claiming to have killed Dorothy. The man said, “I killed her. I killed Dorothy Scott. She was my love. I caught her cheating with another man. She denied having someone else. I killed her.”

The police believed the caller was the stalker who had followed Dorothy for months. They also believed he was responsible for Dorothy’s disappearance because the caller knew the details of the case undisclosed to the public, such as the color of the scarf that Dorothy had changed on her way to the hospital and the medical nature of her coworker’s illness.

The caller appeared to be stalking Vera as well. He would only call when Vera was home alone. Once, Dorothy’s father picked up the phone, and the caller immediately hung up. The calls stopped for several weeks afterward.

On August 6th, 1984, Dorothy’s remains were found. Two days after, the caller rang again. This time he asked,

“Is Dorothy there?”

Despite the emotional taunting, the Scotts never considered changing their phone number in hopes that the killer would eventually lead them to their daughter. Unfortunately, both Dorothy’s parents passed away without knowing what had happened to her. To this day, the case remains unsolved. Continue reading