𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐄, sam carpenter

sixteen

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"they've got the whole god damn franchise!", Mindy said, cutting Abby out of her thoughts. the blonde girl gulped, walking away from the display case of Jill's and instead walked towards a case that held drawings of her father and the television that killed him stood on the next display.

Abby reached up to the mannequin that wore a red silk robe which had a label stating that it belonged to her father; with curiosity glimmering in her eyes, she brushed her fingertips against the soft material which somewhat - in an unusual way - gave her a sense of comfort. not too far away, she could see Kyla peering down at a display case that held things from the second ghostface killings. even the jet black haired girl seemed affected seeing everything there.

even if the teenagers who had not much knowledge about the killings from before or lived during that time, there was something about seeing the real things from the past making them feel the fear and horror that the victims felt when those killings happened.

"they've got everything.", Mindy spoke out loud, still at a loss for words.

"you all have been through so much.", Bailey said, looking at all of them with a small hint of sympathy on his face.

Tara spoke up, breaking Abby out of her thoughts and letting go of the robe's cloth. "hey, how'd they get all this stuff? i mean, isn't this evidence?" "well, cops like money, and evidence can get lost pretty easily. present company excluded, of course.", Gale said, smiling awkwardly at Kirby and the detective who returned the same gesture.

but saying that only made Abby think even more deeper about the whole situation going on. whoever the killer is was somehow able to easily take these evidences and items from the police without any trouble. meaning the killer could either be an accomplice or working for ghostface... or the killer himself.

the blonde haired girl eyed the detective intensely as she stood across the room, arms crossed. she knew if she was suspecting the police, Bailey was more likely to be the killer than Kirby. i mean, why the hell would a victim of the killings want to repeat the same traumatic shit they went through back when they were younger?

from the corner of her eye, Abby watched her girlfriend with concern as the brunette made her way towards the stage where all the ghostface costumes were displayed. only one of them had a glass casing around it - and we all know damn well why.

"um, why am i here exactly?", Leo asked, looking at everyone in the group with slight irritation as usual. "my alibi checks out and i have a witness."
"just keeping an eye on you, pal.", Chad replied with Mindy making an 'i'm watching you' hand gesture. Leo looked over at Kyla for help, but his ex girlfriend was busy staring at Ethan who was looking into the glass display of the Stab movies merch.

Abby didn't know why, but there was a small familiar voice in her head telling her to follow Sam to the cloaks. and even though Abby tried to silence it, it was always insisting. slowly, she trailed behind Sam, standing behind a few feet away. "Sam, are you okay?", Abby asked, hesitantly approaching. Sam nodded quietly, her eyes laid on the cloak's label below.