As we strolled down the small street, accompanied by Bailey, Gale, and Kirby, I walked hand in hand with Tara. She kept a watchful eye on me, checking my stomach every few minutes, her concern evident. Despite my injury, I had insisted on joining them to see what Gale had discovered, hoping it might provide a breakthrough in our investigation.
"Baby, are you sure you're feeling alright? Is your stomach okay?" Tara inquired, her worry etched on her face. I chuckled softly, trying to alleviate her concerns. "Baby, for the fifth time, you look adorable, and I'm doing fine, thanks to the painkillers they gave me," I assured her, glancing at her with a fond smile.
"If your stomach starts hurting because of your wound, we're going home," she declared, her protective instincts taking over. I nodded in understanding, unable to resist playfully responding, "Yes, ma'am," before giving her a playful salute.
"Silly!" Tara chuckled, a smile lighting up her face.
"Jason and Greg were Atlanta's rich boys, apparently they used fake names to rent this place." Gale explains. "How'd you find it?" Kirby asked "Well it's called investigative-journalism for a reason."
"And how didn't you not find this? Aren't you tracking them?" Gale questioned Kirby. "I did went through their financial records a dozen times and this was not in any of them, doesn't make sense."
"Don't worry I'm just really good at my job, you'll get there." Gale flipped her hair, as we get inside the movie themed looking place.
Gale opened a light, seeing the whole place "It's a movie theater." I said "It's not just a movie theater, it's a shrine."
As the wall lifts, a different kind of clothes were seen especially ghostfaces robe "Woah." I said, looking around without Tara.
"They've got the whole goddamn franchise." Mindy let out
Seeing Stu Macher my dad's red robe, the tv that killed him when Sidney Prescott pushed it as it fells to my father's head electrifying him to death.
"This is so fucking cool" He said showing up to my back as I stared at his robe and knife inside the glass. "Fuck no." I said as I looked down seeing his name imprinted there "Stu Macher"
You didn't know Sam was also doing it to his dad's memorial things, when a voice interrupted me "Y/n?" Sam said, she's together with Tara as Tara hold my arms.
"You good?" She asked I just nodded, looking at the knife that my father used before killing people at his house party.
"What are you doing?" Tara asked, I heavily sighed "I really don't know baby."
Tara looked at Gale and said "Wait how'd they get all this stuff? I mean isn't this evidence?" Gale who's looking to Dewey's glass "Well cops like money and evidence can get lost pretty easily, present company excluded of course."
Ethan asked while he's looking at the evidences "Um, why am I here exactly? My alibi checks out." He looked at me but Chad answered him "So I can keep an eye on you, roomie."
"The killer must have found this place, before he murdered Jason and Greg. And then he took the masks off the mannequins." Gale explains "All nine, from Stu and Billy to Amber and Richie." She added.
"So somebody killed these chucklefucks and took over?" Chad questioned "Someone who believe that Sam masterminded Woodsboro." Gale said. "Well if these were normal stab movie this would be the killer's lair." Mindy let out.
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FanfictionWhat kind of challenges will you experience if you come back to the city where your father grew up and slaughtered his friends with his best friend a few years ago, and you come back there completely hiding who you are? Will you keep it to the end...
