SCREAM: INCEPTION

THE FALL

The constant sounds of loud police sirens have seem to become a common thing around the streets of the once tranquil town of Night Hill. What was once a peaceful area to live in has now become one big, giant crime scene. Many citizens were planning on moving away to live in a different place to get away from the masked serial killer. No one felt safe anymore. No matter where anyone went lately there has been a giant increase in a sense of great fear building up inside. The citizens of Night Hill were ready to leave their old lives behind and, start new ones in a different town or city. But once word got out that Zena has been taken down to the police station for the murder of fellow high school student, Anthony, everyone felt a wave of complete change swoop through them. They felt something that they haven't felt in a long time. Safe.

The sudden and unexpected death of Tenzin did not help Zena's case in any way. The police think that Tenzin was Zena's most recent victim considering she was also at the movie theater around the same time that he was. The dots are starting to become more and more connected and nothing is classified as a coincidence anymore. Zena, wearing an orange jumpsuit and handcuffs, walked into the investigation room and sat down at a desk sitting right across from a detective. It was time for the ultimate interrogation.

Zena: I'm telling you I had nothing to do with the murders of any of these people!

Detective: I haven't accused you of anything yet ma'am settle down.

Zena: Well clearly I've been accused of something otherwise I wouldn't be in here wearing an orange jumpsuit talking to a detective!

Detective: You were at the movie theater around the same time as the young boy known as Tenzin. Is that correct?

Zena: I don't know I didn't see him there.

Detective: Well according to my sources both of you were there at the same time watching the same movie. Is this all just one big coincidence?

Zena: Yes! It is!

Detective: We also went through the phone of the, now deceased, Anthony Jones and we saw some text messages sent from your phone around the same time that he could've been murdered.

Zena: I swear I never sent any text messages to that guy. Somebody must've hacked my phone or something. You have to believe me I'm not the person that you're looking for.

Detective: Then who is?

Zena stayed silent for a moment. She looked at the man with a certain look in her eyes like she wanted to eagerly say something. The detective was on the edge of his seat. Zena took in a deep breath and named the person who she believes is the murderer behind the mask.

Meanwhile at a children's park, Niche was swinging alone on a swing starring off into a distance. How she wishes things could go back to normal. Just a couple weeks ago she was living her best life and spending money like if it were nothing and having fun with her friends. Now she has to worry about not only a serial killer, but she's also at risk of having one of her biggest secrets being revealed to the rest of the world. A secret that could single handedly ruin one of the best friendships she's ever had.

Mae: Well look what we have here.

Niche broke out of her little trance she was in and quickly noticed who was approaching her. It was the snakes themselves, Mae and Calvin. Niche got off the swing and was ready to leave before they said anything that would catch her attention, but as expected she was stopped.