SCREAM

Mirrors

Hannah was walking back home after dropping grace off at her house. Ron and Ren were heading to a small carnival in town. Jay, Sam, and Kai were in the theatre like usual. Levi was sleeping at home. Chris was sketching some ideas for a new game he was making. Ally was on her way to visit Chris. Peyton was... in the hospital. Alive.  

"So, are we not gonna talk about how Peyton is literally in the hospital right now?" Kai grumbled.
"There's nothing we can really do about it dude. Besides, getting involved will put a target on us." Jay remarked. Sam was zoning out. She had looked everywhere in the theatre for the tapes she had lost the other night. She was biting her fingernails, confused and anxious. "What's your deal?" Jay asked her. 
She lost focus and stared at him. "Nothing, I was just thinking."  
"About what?" Kai intruded. 
"About what Ally's doing right now." Sam said as she got up and walked out of the theatre. 
"Since when does she care about what Ally's doing?" Kai asked. Jay shrugged his shoulders.

"What are ya drawing there?" Ally asked Chris. He threw his pad on his desk, as if he was bored. 
"Nothing, just doodling for a game I'm making." He told her. Ally nodded slowly. She sat on his bed as he spun around in his rolling chair. "Not gonna lie, I thought someone else would've died by now." Chris said, breaking the silence. Ally didn't want to hear anything about it. 
"Not gonna lie, you defiantly shouldn't jink it." Ally said, letting out a fake chuckle. 
"I'm just saying, it's weird how they come out, kill Lynn and Koko and then go back into hiding. Those two literally have nothing in common." he questioned. 
"Maybe they're not done yet." Ally added. She was really hoping they were done, but something this serious couldn't go into the shadows that easily. Especially in Ashwood.

 Ren and Ron danced their way into the entrance of the funhouse. First, they went up a flight of stairs. after they reached the top, they were in a hallway with funhouse mirrors. Ren stood in front of one and it made her look like a dwarf. Ron stood in front of the one right next to her. He looked like a tall thin man. Ren laughed at his, but then he reminded her of her mirrors image. They stumbled upon a small tube hallway that spun in circles. They both walked, falling a couple times even. Ron tripped on his own foot and Ren toppled on top of him. They both chuckled. Ron stood up, dusted his pants off and helped Ren up. They carried on. After a few second, they walked into a dark hallway. The further they walked, the longer the hallway seemed to be. Whoosh.  A bird flew into Rens face out of fright. "AUGH WHAT THE HELL?" she yelled. "Woah calm down, it's just a bird!" Ron said calming her down. "Fuck that damn bird" she mumbled as she trailed ahead of Ron. Ron rolled his eyes and slowly pushed his body further. Ren finally reached the end of the hallway, only to be confronted by a red silk curtain. She looked behind her for confirmation from Ron, but to her surprise, he was nowhere to be seen. She yanked her head back at the curtain. She gripped it in her hands and stood there for a moment. "Look Ron, if you're joking, please come out here already!" she said as she peered down the hallway. It had been so long that she could no longer see the light that once shined when they first walked in. After hearing nothing but distant circus music from the other side of the curtain, she yanked it open. Before her stood hundreds of mirrors. It was a mirror maze. She slid her way past the curtain and examined the building sized room she was in. She began to panic as she saw herself from eight different angles. She began to look for her way out. Within second of walking, she was choked. She was in the middle of everything. She walked and walked, and whatever didn't look like a mirror, was a mirror. The circus music playing out of the speakers above her gave her an eerie feeling as she reached her hands out every five seconds to check what was real and what wasn't. She heard another sound though. She looked around and eventually, she saw it. It was Ron. He was stumbling around and covered in blood. She didn't know exactly where he was though, as it was just a reflection. She grabbed her phone out of her pocket and began to dial the police, her hands shaking. "Hello, yes, I need help at the funhouse on Central Avenue hurry please!" she told them when they picked up the phone. Until they got there though, she had to fend for herself and Ron. She started to follow the reflections of him that looked the most real. She called out his name numerous times. He glanced in other directions. She started to jog around the mirrors. She looked to the side of her and there was someone else racing her. They were wearing... a Ghostface mask and a black cloak. She began to run faster, but then she realized it was just a reflection. The person on the other side wasn't racing. As a matter of fact, they were already at the end. The end being Ron. What started as calling turned into screaming. He stared at the opposite direction, thinking it was her. Her screams were covered up by the music, which was being turned up until it became deafening. She watched in horror as the killer sank their blade into Rons back. She couldn't hear, but she could see his mouth gape. The killer pushed Ron into the mirrors and shattered them. This was until they shattered one last mirror which revealed their location. They were right behind her. She turned around and saw the killer with Ron pinned to the floor. He was spitting out blood. She could see pieces of glass stuck in his back. His face was all red and torn up. "Let him go, please, I won't tell anyone you were here, just please!" Ren begged as she began to step towards the killer and Ron. Finally, the killer picked up Ron and slammed him into the mirror and threw him once more on the ground. They then proceeded to stab Ron in the chest twenty-four times. Ren watched in horror as Rons body became lifeless. She started to run the opposite direction. She was surrounded and surrounded by mirrors, but she was determined to get out of this alive. The killer stood up and walked after her. She saw them in the reflection. Their pace had picked up. Eventually they were sprinting at her, but she stood there and acted clueless. Just in time, she threw herself on the ground and let the mysterious murderer crash through one of the mirrors. She knew what she had to do as well. She took a step back and tackled the mirror as if she was playing football. Sure enough, it shattered. It was painful but she picked up this mechanism to get out of there in one piece. She stopped when she heard the music turn down. She noticed that the police were overrunning the place. Ren stood there and waited to be saved and the killer fled before the police could even step foot in the maze. She crouched and began to cry. At first, they were tears of joy. She had survived and even done some damage to the killer. They soon turned to grief and anger as she realized that the killer had killed Ronnie. She sniffled thinking about how both of them entered wanting to have a fun date night and about how she'd be walking out of there alone. She walked out and the red and blue lights were blinding. Reporters were in her face, but she strolled along. She watched as they rolled out a body bag and lifted it up into the ambulance. She was assisted with bandages and other medical concerns before being drove home. She opened her door and walked instead. She chucked her keys across the house and slammed her door shut. She screamed her anger out. All you could hear for the rest of the night was large pounding and items breaking. She stared at the mirror in the bathroom. She grinded her teeth. She wasn't looking at herself anymore. No, this was a new reflection. A new her.