~Chapter 12~

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The lights were blinding, she groaned as she covered her eyes with her arm. Everything felt groggy and her head was pounding. This was one hell of a hangover. With her eyes tightly closed she tried to draw back the memories from last night. (Y/N) remembered Sidney and Tatum arriving, and then Randy. With a sigh, she forced open her eyes, blinking when her surroundings felt unfamiliar. Was she in a hospital?

Her heart started to pick up speed and that's when she recognized the beeping of a heart monitor. She WAS in a hospital. How did she get here? She remembered Randy starting to rant about how to survive a horror movie. Then what? "(Y/N)?" (Y/N) moved her gaze to see a nurse walk in the room. "How are you feeling?"

"What's going on?" (Y/N) questioned, sitting up quickly, causing the nurse to put her hands out.

"Slow down, please. Someone will be arriving shortly to explain things to you. Any dizziness or blurred vision?"

(Y/N) shook her head, feeling slightly panicked. "How'd I get here?"

The nurse walked over, checking an IV that (Y/N) didn't even realize was there. "Someone is on there way, I can't really explain," She said with sympathy, stepping away. "I'm sorry."

(Y/N) watched as the nurse walked away, and she tried to calm her breathing. What happened last night?



When the sheriff walked in the hospital room, (Y/N) tried to control her breathing. Did she get so drunk they had to take her to the hospital? Before she could ask him what happened, he had asked (Y/N) to go over exactly what happened last night, reassuring her that she was in no trouble and that it was really important that she would be honest. (Y/N) hesitated but after a moment of thinking, decided to be completely truthful, this seemed important. The farthest she could go of retelling, however is when she was in the living room with everyone. But as she was speaking she remembered following Stu and kissing him. It wasn't important though, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to even admit it.

"I swear that's all I remember. Can you tell me what happened now?" (Y/N) pleaded.

The sheriff sighed, sitting in a chair behind her bed. "This is going to be incredibly herd to hear. You were drugged last night."

(Y/N) felt her breath catch. How? "Did... Did anything happen to me?"

"There was no signs of you being... assaulted," The Sherriff glanced from the door back to (Y/N). "It gets worse," He stared at her, gauging if she can hear the news, "A few of your friends were murdered."

"What?" (Y/N) whispered, literally shaking. "Who?"

"Tatum Riley, Sidney Prescott and Billy Loomis."

(Y/N) immediately started sobbing, pulling her knees up and pushing her face into them. Sobbing. "No, no, no." The cop sat there in silence, letting her reach her peak of panic. When she could finally catch her breath, her mind raced. "St-.. Stu? Randy? Are... Are they ok? How did this happen?"

"They are hospitalized as well, seems like they are both on a good path to recovery."

(Y/N) wiped the tears from her eyes but more kept falling. "Did I sleep through everything?"

"It seems like you did," The sheriff answered, keeping his eyes on her. "Being drugged was probably what kept you alive. The killers didn't even try anything."

"Killers?" (Y/N)'s voice was so shaky.

"Billy Loomis and Neil Prescott- Sidney's dad."

"What?" (Y/N) gasped, eyes wide. "Why would they-"

"We have a couple theories," He replied, patting her knee as he stood. "I can't talk about them now. You will probably be medically cleared today, your parents have already signed everything. You can go check on your friends if you want after."

(Y/N) nodded, turning her face away as she waited for him to leave. When he left (Y/N) grabbed the pillow that was under her head earlier and held it to her face. She let herself cry and wonder what the fuck happened.



Don't worry, Ghostface interactions will come

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