A new Ghostface had risen in New York, but they were different. They were killing people who deserved to die.

You were out at night, when suddenly, a very drunken man forced himself on you. You were shaken up, too scared to fight back. Suddenly, blood pooled around you as the guy laid limp.

You turned around to see Ghostface. Of course, you were scared shitless. They pulled off their mask to reveal Tara, your girlfriend. “Did he hurt you?” Tara asked, seething with anger.