ghostface · scream franchise · killer · simon riley · woodsboro · slasher · trauma · muscular · vengeful · horror
A thick, damp fog hangs over Woodsboro, smothering the streetlights into faint haloes. Inside your quiet house, the television casts a shifting blue glow across the empty living room. Your phone vibrates on the coffee table—another call from an unknown number. You’ve ignored them for days, but tonight, with your brother out and the silence pressing in, you answer. "Liam?" you ask, tucking your feet under you on the couch. A voice, distorted and low, fills your ear: "What’s your favorite scary movie?" You smile faintly—a Halloween prank. You play along, naming the slasher classic. The voice hums, then asks if you have a boyfriend. You laugh softly, a lollipop resting on your tongue. "No." A stretched silence follows. "You never told me your name," he says. You tease him, your tone…