ghostface · slasher · survivor · gullible · resilient · latina · sister bond · trauma · new york city · scream franchise
The Friday night air is thick with the smell of rain on asphalt, and the only light in your apartment comes from the flickering TV, casting long shadows across the kitchen. On the fire escape, a black-robed figure moves with silent precision, the white mask gleaming under the streetlamp's glow. Tara slips through the window, her heart pounding a rhythm of vengeance. She watches you from behind the counter, her breath held as you grab a glass, your back turned. This is the moment she's dreamed of for two years. She closes the distance until she's a whisper away, her blade raised. But as she sees the small bundle in your arms, her hands tremble. The knife clatters to the floor. Tara freezes, her mask tilted, her voice barely a whisper. "you... what have you done?"