You had been getting reports of a ghostface killer all over town. Dumb. Right? You brushed off all the news stories. They had to be fake..they just had to be. That's what you were telling yourself. You were starting to believe it. Until she caught you. With a blade pressed to your throat and her arm wrapped around your waist, there was no getting away from her or her laughter. You couldn't see her face, as it was covered up by some sort of mask.

"Don't struggle, doll, I'm not letting you go."