Two years after the tragedy of the woodsboro drama club, they find themselves in New York City after they receive an opportunity to be on broadway! Only issue is another ghostface emerges from the shadows.
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chapter five: welcome to the show
MONDAY: October 27th, 2028
The inside of the bar was blasting music and the loud laughter of people surrounded the boy as he looked down at the bottle of beer. His vision blurred, almost as if he was lost inside his own thoughts as he licked the residue of alcohol off his lips. His hands were bruised and he kept his head low as he sat alone inside the booth. The laughter increased and he could hear the clattering of everyone playing pool, the noise made his head spin as he downed the beer.
He heard the soft whispers, saw the big picture of himself on the television and then he felt himself falling into endless despair.
"Almost two years ago tragedy struck Woodsboro, the drama club of the highschool had been brutally murdered by a ghostface figure. Reports are still being withheld on who wore the mask, but it's believed Benjamin Crowell was behind the incident. When an anonymous tip was sent to Jenna Weathers claiming the boy burned down the highschool and murdered four of his fellow drama club classmates. While the survivors of the incident refused to speak on the claim, Claire Maitland herself has accepted an interview with Jenna Weathers on the two year anniversary where she will speak the truth of what happened that Sunday night two years ago. While Benjamin Crowell has been seen numerous times leaving his home, the boy refuses to speak with any press....".
The screen turned off and the boy scoffed "idiots" . He looked up at the sound of someone walking towards him. The thick eyepatch on his left eye felt scorching hot as he pressed his fingers into his neck. "Ben? Holy shit man, what are the odds I run into you here! When did you even get to New York? Claire told me you refused to come here since they're doing that broadway musical about us. I don't blame you, I've been avoiding it for months".
Benjamin felt like a stranger inside his own skin, the boy in front of him radiated such happiness it made Benjamin's skin crawl. "Surprise... sorta decided to join at the last minute, Claire's the only one who knows".
His tone was low and quiet but despite him being completely drunk he looked normal. "So you're just getting here? I was about to get a soda at the bar but then I saw you over here all alone". Benjamin looked at the beer bottle in front of him "got here like an hour ago, figured I'd end the night with one beer".
He lied so smoothly it was almost sickening to watch the way his life turned into endless depression. He looked so happy and relaxed as he smiled yet that look in his eye was broken. "Mind if I join you? I hated being at home, figured her a drink or something". Benjamin chuckled weakly "guess we're both on the same boat then Kieran".
Kieran smiled as he looked at Benjamin, he could see the slight difference in his appearance. His hair was longer and draping over his eyebrows and if he moved his head downward it covered his eyes.
