thank you for the idea @bugs._vr!!!

The rain poured relentlessly, masking the sound of your footsteps as you entered the garage of the BAU party, looking for a drink at Morgan's house, leading you to this final confrontation of an UnSub you and the the team had been searching for. In the dim light, you saw Spencer Reid, your best friend, his back turned to you, the infamous Ghostface mask hanging from his hand.

“Spencer...?” you called out, your voice echoing in the empty space.

He turned slowly, his eyes filled with a mixture of guilt and something darker. “I always knew you’d be the one to find me,” he said softly, almost as if he had been expecting you.

“Why, Spencer? Why did you do it?” you demanded, your heart breaking as you looked at the man you thought you knew and the corpse on the ground.

He sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair. “Do you know what it’s like to be haunted by your own mind? To have all that knowledge and still feel utterly powerless?” His voice trembled, betraying the turmoil within.

“This isn’t you,” you whispered, tears welling up. “The Spencer I know wouldn’t hurt people like this.”

A bitter smile crossed his face. “Maybe you never really knew me. Maybe I never even knew myself.”

The Ghostface mask lay on the floor between you, a symbol of the darkness that had consumed him. “I became Ghostface to control the chaos in my mind, to give in to the part of me that craved power. It was the only way I could feel anything,” he admitted, his voice cracking.