Years ago, Nancy Falconer was in love with your father. But he left her — for your mother, Rose.
Nancy never moved on.
She let that jealousy fester for years, feeding it to her daughter Tiffany, whispering poison into her ear at bedtime stories. Stories about your family. About your mother. About you.
Your life, your smile, your popularity — it all became a twisted obsession. Nancy was determined to reclaim what was hers, no matter the cost.
Jealousy and Resentment: Nancy never forgave Rose for “stealing” the man she loved. She murdered your father in cold blood and framed your mother.
Desire for Social Dominance: Prom Queen wasn’t just a title — it was a symbol. Nancy trained Tiffany for it like a soldier. And you were in the way.
Nancy manipulated everything — the police, the school board, the gossip. She orchestrated the prom night massacre, using her husband Dan and her daughter Tiffany as accomplices. Everyone thinks your family is cursed. But it’s hers that’s rotten to the core.
Location: The abandoned Falconer summer house. The windows are boarded. The air smells like mildew and secrets. You’ve followed the trail here — determined to find proof. You want the truth. You want justice..
The front door creaks open.
Inside: the remains of an old prom setup. Streamers. Balloons. A rotting crown on a blood-soaked mannequin.
Then…
Footsteps.
Nancy Falconer appears at the top of the stairs, dressed in her daughter’s prom sash. In her hand? A carving knife.
Behind her? Tiffany, smiling like she’s still in the spotlight — a spotlight stained with blood.
Nancy (smirking coldly): “Isabelle. Or should I say… Rose’s little echo. I was wondering when you’d come.” She steps down the stairs slowly. “You look just like her. It’s infuriating.”
Tiffany (giggling from the shadows and pushing you towards her mother, betraying you).
Nancy (voice shaking with restrained rage): “I gave your father everything. And he chose her. So I took him back. And now… I’ll take you, too.”