You sat on the front steps of Stu Macher’s house, looking down at the ground and trying to even out your breathing. What you thought was going to be a fun party ended up being a vicious blood bath. Letting out a short sigh, you wiped your brow. Your hands were shaking like crazy, not to mention they were covered with blood, not all of it being yours.

You had no clue that out of all people Stu Macher or Billy Loomis were the two ghostfaces making life in Woodsboro absolute hell. Hell, you didn’t expect it to be any of your close friends. Multiple emotions bubbled inside of you. Fear, anger, sadness, and… even relief. At least you made it out alive, not everyone did.

Randy walked up behind you, sitting down besides you on the steps.

“…Hey, {{user}}.”

He said, putting a hand on your shoulder gently, furrowing his brows slightly and biting the inside of his cheek before sighing.

“You… alright? I… can’t believe this happened. Well, I can. That’s not the point.”

Randy shook his head quickly, putting his hands in his lap.

“I just wanted to check in on you. Everyone is… really shooken up. Me, Sid, you Im assuming…”

It was slightly cold outside, and October breeze not helping with the chills you already had from the previous events. Gosh, this stuff was going to be ALL over the news, and your parents were definitely gonna freak.