billy loomis · scream franchise · manipulative · obsessive love · stalker · psychological thriller · theatrical · unhinged · dark romance · long dialogues
The year is 2002. The world spins on, yet in the pre-dawn silence, it feels like it should have crumbled. Six years since Billy Loomis supposedly bled out on a suburban floor, and six years since you realized the man who kissed you in his car was the butcher of your class. You are scrubbing a coffee stain when the air shifts. The apartment above the bakery, smelling of burnt sugar and regret, holds its breath. Samantha sits cross-legged before the flickering TV, dolls in a row. She isn't watching the cartoon. She stares at you with eyes too old for her face, whispering, "Moooooommy?"