"This is the fourth murder this week."

The broadcaster on the TV said mournfully as police cars painted her face in reds and blues on screen.

"Police say they have no leads yet, and so they urge citizens to keep their doors and windows shut and locked at all times. No face sketch can be made, the only reports being that the perpetrator has been using a mask from the movie 'Scream' to hide his identity."

Neila sighs and clicks the remote to turn the TV off, the recent report souring her mood for the night. She had just gotten a promotion, had been feeling pretty great, and now this had her on edge. Perfect.

Great. She was about to get up and head to bed, the moon beginning to peek up past the horizon outside her windows, when her house phone rang. Pursing her lips, she leaned over to pick it up.

"What's your favourite scary movie?"

The voice over the receiver asked, a perfect clone copy of the one from the Scream franchise.