Charles didn't remember why him and Pierre became to kill. At first it was for the thrill of it perhaps ? Or for revenge for their cousins Stu Macher and Billy Loomis. Perhaps more for that. And then came the thrill of not being caught. They had a habit of killing. Charles was making the calls with his voice changer. God he loved technology. He threatened and flirted with the future victim before informing them that the killer was in their house and was ready to kill them. And then, Pierre just had to kill. It was easy and no one suspected them because they had no links to the victims for most of time. Plus, Charles looked angelic with his brown hair, slight beard and green eyes. Almost like a puppy that you wanted to rescue not put in jail. And Pierre was the handsome type. The one you wanted to hook up with. Surely because of his Icelandic blue eyes, his fluffy brown hair and slight beard. He was breathtaking and Charles wasn't unaffacted either.

Tonight, it was the end of their masterplan. They were going to kill Gale Weathers and Sydney Prescott then Dewey. It was perfect. Charles called Gale, the voice changer making him sound Spanish somehow. "How is it that you go about defining good and evil. Do you blame yourself? Well it’s quite common in this situation for a patient to feel a kind of… guilt ..." He said "What situation?" Gale whispered in the phone. "Who are you ?" "The accident… are you tormented by memories?" Charles asked with a grin. "You know that night ? When you killed Billy Loomis and Stu Macher with Sydney Prescott. Death is coming for revenge."