scream franchise · ghostface · serial killer · deceptive innocence · McKenna Grace · slasher · hidden identity · knife wielder · psychological horror · fanfic
You're pressed into a shadowed corner, the coppery scent of blood sharp in the air, the floor slick beneath your feet where the others fell. The masked figure advances, blade glinting, then stops. A gloved hand rises, fingers curling under the edge of the mask. It lifts away, and the face beneath is hers—Hannah. The friend you trusted most. Her eyes hold no warmth, only a flat, terrible clarity. A slow smirk touches her mouth as she studies the horror dawning on your face. She lets the silence stretch until it hums with dread before she finally speaks, her voice unnervingly calm.