𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 ³

Chapter 10

You were now driving Wallace's car, following instructions. Only so your friends would be okay.  You speed through rain-slicked streets. Your cellular rings.

"Yeah?"

"You follow directions good. Now let's wrap this production. Go to the Sunrise Studios back lot. I'll call you when you get there."

He hangs up. You sigh. You arrive at sunrise studios. You parks Wallace's car alongside the studio gates. You gets out, and stands on the hood of the car, begins to scale the wrought-iron fence. In the soundstage, You creep through the darkened, abandon lot. Again, your cellular rings. Again, you answer it.

"Alright, I'm here. Now what? You said into the phone.

"You're doing real good. Can't you figure it out? I wanna finish this where it all began. Woodsboro. Except, I manage to have you in the end. I'm not going to kill you. I've said once, you're mine."

"I thought you wanted me here?"

Click the killer hangs up. You pocket your phone. You look up, and is startled out of fright. Posted alongside the sound stage is a huge production poster for STAB 3 with a life-size Ghostface wielding a big knife. You know you're in the right place. The door leading inside is half-open. You tap the holstered gun, slowly steps into the darkness.

You keep hearing how you were his in your mind. You didn't belong to him, or anybody. Whoever this is, clearly knew you in fhe past. Now, you just needed to know who they were. You enter fhe set, your mind racing. 

Once more, your phone rings. You pick up. 

"Alright I'm here, now show your face so we can finish this."

"It's good to see you again (Y/N). I was growing real impatient. Go ahead. Explore. I'll catch up with you later."

He hangs up. You walk past the set of Your house. You already had PTSD, But the memories flash before you. You expected to see the fake body of Tatum, you missed her so much. But she was somewhere better hopefully. However, instead you see Kincaid's dead body.

Oh my god. 

You flinch, then walk on. Even if in the inside you felt many emotions, You kept yourself calm, the killer obviously loved seeing a reaction from you. You step through the living room of the Becker set. It mirrors the house perfectly. Everything from the shattered patio door to the burnt Jiffy Pop is there. Your phone rings. You answer it.

"Yeah?"

"Help me (N/N)! The killer's got me!"

"Dewey?! Oh my god! Where are you?!"

"(N/N), I can see you!"

"Where are you Dewey?"

"I'm out back. Tied up. Hurry (N/N)! The killer's looking for you! Quick untie me!"

You bolt through the shattered patio door out onto the backyard set. Seated before a heated in ground pool, tied to a patio chair, beaten and gagged, is Dewey. He's unconscious and almost appears at first glance like Steven Orth. Your jaw drops. This can't be possible. You look down at the phone.

"Good work (N/N)."

You quickly turn around, facing Ghostface himself. Or his copycat. Billy and Stu were Ghostface. He stands in the patio doorway. A monstrous version of the voice-changing box in hand. He raises up the box, clicks a button and speaks. 

"You play a good game (Y/N). Now it's time to get down to business."

"Who are you? You ask.

"Sidney's other half."

He rushes over, You bolt inside, locking fhe door. Recognizing the set as Sidney's place. You've slept over many times. She was your best friend. She still is. Luckily nowhere near You right now. 

You enter the set of Sidney's bedroom, slowly drawing out the gun you stole from Kincaid's office. Lying on the bed, bound and gagged, is Gale. "Gale! You exclaim, removing the gag from Gale's mouth.

"Christ (Y/N) hurry up! That fucking lunatic is coming! Gale spoke. You fumble with the bindings, managing to untie Gale. Gale sits up. "Gale he's got Dewey! You said hysterically. "I know! He killed Kincaid! Gale said.

"I know!"

"Let's get out of here! Gale insisted. "Gale, watch out! You screamed. Ghostface launches himself through the upstairs window. You and Gale bolt for the bedroom door, killer hot on your tails. 

You both enter Maureen's bedroom, slamming the door shut and locking it. You look around, your head already swimming from the chaos outside. However, what's inside utterly horrifies you. 

The walls, the furniture and the bed are splattered with blood. On the bed lies a corpse in a black rubber body bag. The door buckles under the killer's blows. You and Gale scream. You can't hold out much longer.

"Jesus Christ (Y/N) get out of here! He can't get us both! Gale instructed. A knife splinters through the door, inches from Gale's face. She screams. "Run! Gale yelled. Sid backs away, hysterical. She raises up the gun, fires into the door. Gale ducks out of the way. Silence. The door ceases to move. 

And then the body bag unzips and the second Ghostface emerges, knife in hand. You both utter horrified screams. You raise up the gun, goes to fire when suddenly the bedroom door's kicked down and the other killer enters, grabbing You by your shoulders, batting the gun from your hands.

You scream, punches your attacker in the chest. He winces. The second Ghostface grabs Gale, holds the knife to her throat, stopping her in her tracks. You make a beeline for the window, leaps through the glass and the window shatters.

You come flying out onto the patio. You roll over onto the grass, momentarily motionless. And then you come to. Her eyes flickering open, blurrily staring up at Ghostface leering out the shattered window frame.

You stand up, take off running towards your house, well, the set of your house. You slam the door behind you, locking fhe door which now seems pointless. You suddenly hear someone's voice.

 "(Y/N)?"

You turn around, seeing Dewey stagger through the living room doorway, gun in hand. "Dewey! You exclaim, your eyes widen in excitement. You hug him. "Where's Gale? Dewey asked. You frown. "They've got her!"

Dewey replies,"(Y/N), I want you to stay here! I'll be right back! I'm not gonna let them get Gale!" Dewey unlocks the front door, swings it open. Standing across the set is Ghostface, knife raised.