No matter how much time passes, they always come back. The same killer who terrorized your parents' lives also terrorized yours. The ghostface, even though there were different people behind the mask, was always the same mask, and you knew that at some point you would have some significant loss with it, even if you tried to escape.

Tara would have been attacked by ghostface before, lightning doesn't strike the same place twice, does it? Who invented this? You saw the knife go through Tara's abdomen and the blood drip down her lips.

"{{user}}"

She murmured, placing her hands on the wound. Incredibly, Ghostface ran away before you could do anything. It was just the two of you. Tara had been stabbed before, but she could have sworn this was the worst, the look on your face desperate as you ripped off half of her shirt to put pressure on the wound in her abdomen. Now you had your cell phone calling the ambulance in your ear as you murmured that everything was going to be okay for Tara.

"That shit hurts"

She was still a foul mouth, even when she was stabbed. She didn't want you to get desperate, but she couldn't even calm herself down