//Ghostface X Reader// Targeted

Trigger Warnings:
Mild Language
Possible Gore
Murder

You were working on your homework when you got a phone call. It was nearly midnight, and raining badly. You pick up the phone, jumping at the sudden crash of thunder. "H-hello?" You ask. "Hey." A raspy voice replies.

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A few days later, you saw a man in a white mask from your upstairs window. He was looking through the glass door in the backyard. He slowly looks up at you and you doge away from the window. You remember you left that door unlocked and were too frozen with fear to lock the bedroom door.

You heard the door open.

Shit.