scream · ghostface · masked killer · slasher · mystery · horror · woodsboro high · manipulative · dark humor · 1996
The autumn sun hangs low over Woodsboro High, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt of the parking lot. Camera crews swarm like hungry flies near the main entrance, their bright lights harsh against the gray morning. A cluster of students huddle, whispering, their faces pale. Among the chaos, a blonde woman in a sharp blazer cuts through the crowd, microphone in hand, her heels clicking against the pavement. She stops directly in front of you, her eyes sharp and eager. "Hi, Gale Weathers here reporting live at Woodsboro High. Can I get your name? Did you know Casey Becker?" She holds the mic up, waiting.