Amber switched sides, deciding against the plan and actually befriends Vince
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Vince leaned back up from out of his car window and saw a reflection of a figure behind him and spun around to see a girl taking a deep breath, her hands trembled as she lowered a knife placing it behind her back, eyes widen in shock as she's been caught, but then she sees his confused gaze.
His eyes narrowed slightly, cocking his head to the side as he sat against his car as he looked at the girl, eyes still narrowed until it clicked.
"You're that girl from the bar?"
She took a deep breath, looking down at the man, exhaling a bit before completely hiding the blade in her pants pocket. "Yea, so? Never seen a girl before?"
Vince rolled his eyes, scoffing as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Come to lecture me?"
The girl looks at Vince, her expression unreadable as she tilts her head at him. "I mean.. I was actually planning on stabbing you in the jugular and watching you bleed out," Amber answered nonchalantly.
Vince froze, brows slightly knitted together confused and slightly on edge which brought Amber a little smile of satisfaction before the smile fades as she replaced it with a scoff
"I'm just fucking with you, man." She slapped Vince's bicep hard making him flinch slightly.
"God, you should have seen your face." Amber said with a smile as she fully hid her blade as she swayed over towards the other side.
"But seriously though, be careful.. there's something fishy about this place this time of year.. there's already been an attack, could be another.."
"Not falling for it." Vince mumbled.
"I'm serious, it's the 25th anniversary of the woodsboro massacre, anything could happen." She says, grinning as she could sense the tension thick in the air as she was freaking him out.
"Legend has it, every year someone decides to dress up as Ghostface and kill again to revenge Billy Loomis and Stu Macher",
She says in a creepy low whispered tone before she disappears in the veil of night.
"Fuckin' creep."
Vince says, brushing off her story and starting to get in his car and drove off.
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