Chapter Six

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Immediately after the murder he made his way across town. It was never too early to begin shopping for new victims. He watched as she went about her normal evening. She sat with both of her parents at the dinner table and they all talked with slightly sad smiled on their faces. He knew that they had a dog, so he stayed relatively far back from the house. He was going to have to deal with the animal before he did anything else. In fact he might have to make this one a day time kill, not something he was a fan of, if he was going to get this girl alone. Suddenly the girl turned her head and looked directly at him. He stayed completely still, thankful the he had the foresight to change into a black hoodie so that she would not see his mask sticking out like a beacon in the darkness. She turned around again and brushed some of her chestnut brown hair behind her ears. She had thought someone was watching her and she made the crucial mistake of brushing it off like nothing had happened. Ghostface shook his head with disappointment; she could have saved her own life before the game had even begun. He walked off a moment later, not wanting to stick around any longer in case she decided to smarten up.

His walk home was short; he only lived a few blocks from this girl. He opened his front door and it was unlocked, he never locked ay of the doors when he was going out for a kill. He had also left on some of the lights so the front hall was entirely illuminated. The hardwood floors and stark white walls were familiar but as always uninviting. The lower floor always felt as if it belonged to his absentee parents. He found himself in his room a moment later and immediately changed clothes, stowing his Ghostface costume in the air ducts as he turned up his music, he caught the tail end of Ballad of Mona Lisa by Panic at the Disco before Disturbed poured though the speakers. He walked over to his fish bowl and sprinkled in some food for Biff. The medium sized goldfish swam to the surface eagerly and began to eat. He gave a slight smile at his pet before he went and retrieved his back pack, putting on the original Nightmare on Elm Street as he did so. He had a lot of homework that night, and even though he figured school would be canceled sooner rather than later he figured he should probably get started.

Twenty minutes saw him with his trigonometry book lying at the foot of his bed while he munched on some pizza. A can of Mountain Dew sat on the bedside table and his eyes were glued to the screen. He loved Nightmare, not as much as Stab, but it was a close second. He looked over at the clock, five minutes till ten. He switched over to the news and watched as the reporters gave a quick rundown of the scene. It was uninteresting, but they now had begun calling him Ghostface, there was no denying it since he had put a second mask over Terra's face. He figured that denial would not be any fun for him in the long run. The TV switched off a moment later after he was proven right and school was canceled until further notice. He ran a hand through his black hair and pulled out a file.

It was labeled with a large T add it contained everything that he had learned about the Storms girl before he had killed her. He put it into his metal garbage can and tuned off the smoke detector before lighting a match and setting the papers ablaze. He watched as they burned for a moment before taking out a new file, this one labeled with a large A. he opened it and was meet with the cheerful smiled of the captain of the girls soccer team and outstanding grades, small articles of how sweet and nice the girl could be. This was another one that he'd actually never met, but he noticed she'd been staring at him today. Not that that meant anything, unless of course she was somehow a psychic. He looked at a picture that had been cut out of the school newspaper. she was pretty, he supposed, bright brown eyes, shiny long hair, athletic and thin. But that really didn't matter, the fact was that all the popular people went first in horror movies, and she was very popular, even if she didn't realize it. And it was quiet obvious that she didn't. He shrugged and put the file away, her time would be coming soon, but in the mean time he was going to have to think of a way to get around that dog...

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