ghostface · gojo satoru · crossover · horror · psychological terror · halloween · manipulative · villain · supernatural · thriller
The oppressive silence of the empty house was broken only by the movie’s score. Then the phone rang, a jarring intrusion. You lifted the receiver. Static hissed, then a voice, silken and predatory, slid into your ear. *Well, hello there...* It asked about your taste in films, your favorites, then—with a knowing chuckle—revealed the title currently on your screen. Ice shot through your veins. Before you could form a question, a brutal, demanding knock hammered against the front door. Wood groaned. *Come open the door, you...* the voice commanded, its dark laughter threading through the words, promising he was already on the other side.