𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎 ━ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃᵈ ᵐᵉᵉᵏˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ
❛ 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖜 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖘 ❜
↳ in which ghostface returns
to woodsboro, going on another
killing spree, concerning Elizabeth
Hicks and her friends.
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𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒 the blond girl had hurried down the stairs, she met Sam and Tara a level below, standing over the unconscious man.
She still had her hand pressed over her abdominal wound, trying to stop the bleeding. She groaned in pain while she flopped down onto one of the chairs. Watching how Sam and Tara exchanged a look.
"What are we gonna do with him?", Lizzie questioned the two sisters, a curious look on her face. She felt the goosebumps rise on her arm while the film was still playing in the background.
"I wouldn't mind shooting him in the face. That sick fucker", Tara stated while she eyed him, a disgusted expression on her face.
Sam shook her head at them, before she quit made her way up onto the large stage. She shortly disappeared behind the curtains and after a moment reapered, the Ghostface costume in her hand. "He's going to see how it feels to be on the other end of the line."
"Let's go, he's probably going to wake up any second now." She nodded towards the many different hiding spots on each side of the room.
"One of you has to make the call. Otherwise he's gonna hear me before he sees me", Sam explained to them, while she handed them her phone.
The brunette then winked at them before she disappeared behind an old curtain, hiding.
It didn't took long for Detective Bailey to regain his concision. The man's face was covered in little wounds from the broken glass showcase. But he seemed quite composed when he got onto his feet and started looking around.
The man took a couple of steps towards the stage, when Tara started dialing his number. The man immediately gazed at the screen of his phone, before he glanced around once more. Picking up the call he remaind silent.
"Hello, detective Bailey. I've got one question for you", Tara immediately stated confidently, while she spoke into the phone, the voice changer in her hand.
