𝖐𝖓𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖆𝖙. || Tara Carpenter x Fem OC !!

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Apryl's POV:

If I'm being honest, I was not looking forward to this entire trap plan. Ghostface has been on our asses for the past few days, we're not even sure if this whole kill box thing will work. Last year was absolutely horrifying. The sight of blood never sat well in my mind. I could feel the rage and anxiety bubbling up in my blood.

Kirby leans us into the Ghostface Theatre/shrine, pushing the rustic gate open as we walk in. My jaw clenches at the sight of the so-called artifacts, "I've cleared the whole place before you got here." Kirby states, as she shuts the gate closed. "So," she points to the gate, "This, is the only way in or out." I bite the inside of my cheek, "comforting." I mutter sternly.

"He steps in through the first door," Kirby continues, either having to not have heard my sarcastic input, or deciding to ignore it, "Both doors lock automatically, trapping him inside." a proud smile appears on her face, "we turn it into a kill box." Sam crosses her arms, "weapons?"

"One gun and I hold it." Kirby retorts, Sam rolling her eyes in return, her mouth opens slightly to say something back until Kirby cuts her off, "I am the only one with a badge here, and that's the way it's going to be."

Sam sighs, looking away as my eyes dart around the shrine, "We're safe here." Kirby finishes, as our gazes fix onto her. "I'm going to check on Mindy, see if their close." Sam breathes out before taking off her jacket, throwing it to the side, as the rest of us walk behind her, Tara plopping her peach-colored jacket with Sam's, as I slip off my zip-up sweater, laying it down on top of Tara's, as I trail behind my girlfriend. I watch Tara and Chad go explore into the concession stand, as I sigh, thoughts of overthinking start to flood into my brain. Hesitantly I step over to a glass stand, gazing down at the ink drawings of my father. "oh dad." my voice raspy. I lay a hand onto the glass, biting the inside of my cheek to prevent tears from falling. I let out a small chuckle, rubbing my eyes as I sigh, looking down at the police badge one more, before stepping away.

Suddenly I hear frantic quick footsteps, I speed-walk over to see Sam grabbing onto the gate, shaking it roughly as I walk over to her slowly, "Sam..?" Suddenly the lights go out, making me jump as my heartbeat quickens.

I hear a tune, like a sound of a projector, as I see a movie come onto the big screen. Sam looks to me, her knife wielded as I walk over to her, "oh shit." she says in panic, her breath unsteady, "What's going on.?" I question, I feel her grab my arm, we have to find Tara and Chad." She drags me over, pulling me around, her eyes darting for any sight of the two. "Wait, wait Sam!" I yell, making her eyes dart to me, it's like I could see the fear surrounding her eyes like a bubble. "What happened?" I asks as she lets out a breath, "Kirby isn't with the FBI." I hear her fearful voice as her eyes lock with mine, "No.."

"she's the killer."

"Where the fuck are they?" Sam's voice echo's through the theater as me and Sam scatter around, "Wait, the concessions!" I yell to her, as I see Sam perk up, "I saw her and Chad go over there to explore, come on!"

I start to slip my way between the glass shelves, running over to a old crumbled door, I open it quickly as I see Tara and Chad, the four of us jump, as I see Ghostface on the floor, holding his crotch. "Come on, Come on go go go!" Chad rushes us though the door, as Sam leads us back to the shrine, "Its Kirby! She's the killer!" Sam breathes out, "yeah no shit!" Chad spits out. He runs over to the gate as I shake my head, catching my breath, "That's locked." me and Sam says as Chad rolls his head, "Are we trapped?!"