𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚

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The tragedy that swept the town of Woodsboro has been written in the history books as the "Woodboro Massacre." The gruesome bloodbath took the lives of 9 individuals, leaving only two alive and one still missing. Meet the two boys who survived one of the most brutal slaughters in our country's history—

Quinn shuts off the TV with a sigh rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Will they ever stop talking about it..." It's been a year since that night and the coverage isn't letting up. All of this is making her anxious considering all the attention that falls on her due to her involvement.

Billy and Stu told police that Quinn was "a close friend" and apparently that was the key to a nation-wide manhunt because it lasted months and even still there's coverage. Because who wouldn't help find the long lost friend of two broken teenage boys, oh woe is me. The reward money certainly fueled everyone's sympathy of course. They've done so many god damn interviews begging for her to "come home" that practically everyone in the U.S knows her face and name. She groans at the thought.

Quinn did her job. She made sure everything went smoothly, that they were the only ones left alive. People have speculated that she was also killed and her body is at the bottom of a lake somewhere. To be honest, she would've liked it better that way, for them to think she's dead. They can move on and live off the money they've garnered from society's morbid fascination with murder for the rest of their lives.

Quinn made sure to flee somewhere far away, somewhere they can't find her. Even still, she sometimes wishes that they would track her down and find her somehow even though it's not going to happen.

Quinn stretches her limbs, suddenly being hit with a wave of drowsiness causing her eyes to shut momentarily. She gets off the couch and begins walking to her room until..

RING RING RING

She snaps head around to see her phone going off. "I should get rid of this..." She debated unplugging it and throwing it out, but curiousity gets the better of her. Quinn picked it up and raised the speaker to her ear. 

"Hello?" She asks only hearing heavy breathing on the other line. Just as she was about to hang up a voice erupts from the speaker.

"Hello, Quinn."
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