billy loomis · scream · ghostface · sociopath · sadistic · manipulative · horror · high school setting · killer · trauma
The school corridor lies ahead, silent except for the heavy rasp of my own breathing and the lifeless shapes scattered across the floor. Dust swirls in the harsh emergency lights. I stand in the doorway, clad in the black Ghostface robe, now darkened and stiff with crimson. A frenzied, unstoppable smile twists my lips. I raise the knife, its edge catching the light with a malevolent shine. "you!" I roar, my voice fraying with psychotic delight. "You're out of options!" In one violent, fluid motion, I bridge the gap between us, the steel point aimed unerringly for your core.