Despite all the nervousness, Y/N wasn't going to give him an easy fight, he just had to wait until Tara backed off and he could also make a tactical retreat... So why is he picking up the phone of an unconscious Richie? Not that he's complaining, but it gives the rather slow Tara a chance to get as far away as possible or hide.
Could he himself escape and try to help Tara in the meantime? Yes, but in such a situation, it's possible he could have called it evolutionary instinct, given his girlfriend's safety above his own. Is this courageous? Probably, it is foolish, a lot would say yes. "The problem is this weapon, not only does he have a knife, but also a gun... Maybe because the policeman didn't have it with him. So how to react, what to do?"
"Hello, Samantha. Richie can't come to the phone right now due to his impending death" The killer said in that modulated voice of his.
"Right, there's still Richie, I can't leave him like this- Why didn't I notice him? The only entrance to the hospital open was the main one... I'm thinking excessively, I have to get him out of here somehow." Y/N thought.
"Please, please don't kill him!" Tara was still slow with pain as she tried to leave the danger area in a wheelchair.
"This is what happens to people who stick their noses in business that has nothing to do with them." Ghostface looked at Y/N, or at least that's what Y/N thought, because he wasn't sure if there was even a human behind that mask and not a monster. "Or... should I carve up little sis again instead? Tell you what, you can choose. I'll only kill one. Who do you want to hear die? Or maybe kill her boyfriend first, and thread him along the floor as the blood and life drain from him and show it in front of Tara's eyes? I have many choices, help me, please."
Tara was weeping. Trying to wheel her way to the elevators.
"Why are you doing this?" Sam frightened asked.
"Oh come on, Sam. Didn't Daddy always say it was a lot scarier when there was no motive?" Y/N had no plans to flee, more to draw the killer away from Richie and Tara. With a knife aimed at Y/N, the killer took off. Y/N turned into the left corridor wanting him to follow. Advancing on Y/N, the two wrestled until Y/N gained the upper hand, pushing him away, taking a desktop phone from the reception desk, and hitting the killer right in the head. He fell to the ground, Y/N felt this was his opportunity to return the favor to the killer, but the latter pulled out a stun gun, hitting Y/N in the stomach. Electrocuting him by which he lost temporary control of his body.
Ghostface got up, ignored the lying Y/N, and headed for the helpless Tara. "Now choose. Or I kill them all."
"I... I can't..." Sam was breaking down, sobbing.
"Really? You can't save your own sister? All you have to do is say "Kill Richie. Or Y/N. Multiple choices."
"Please, no..."
Richie has managed to get to his knees, but Ghostface kicks him in the head again, flipping him over on his back. Y/N for inconvenience to the masked killer managed to get up, with problems but he made it through.
"Or you can save the man you love. All you have to do is say "Kill Tara" and I'll put her out of her misery."
"Please, please, I'm begging you..." Sam pleaded, sobbing uncontrollably. Tara crawled ahead, followed by Ghostface. The pain only increased, the arm and leg in a cast did not help.
"Choose now. Last chance to save one."
"I can't..."
Ghostface looks from Richie to Tara. Not returning to check the status of Y/N he was out of sight due to his whereabouts around the corner, but he expected the stun gun to keep him there for a sufficient amount of time.
