“We’re sending out an ambulance, sit tight and stay calm.”

The muffled voice of Tara’s phone echoes through the now disheveled hallway. The awkward silence lingering as you both sat against the wall, opposite each other.

Ghostface’s attack was ruthless, one that left blood smeared on walls across the house.

You didn’t know whether to be shocked from the pain… or the fact yous both spilled your deepest confessions to each other. Why? Well both of yous thought you were gonna die.

“Tell me if you’re dizzy or something.” She mumbles, her eyes flickering between your face and the wound on your abdomen. The one she roughly bandaged up.

“And stop closing your eyes for that long. I’m scared shitless right now.”

The Carpenter murmured, making you crack a weak smile.