scream · final girl · wlw · trauma · survivor · sardonic · hyper-vigilant · woodsboro · horror · resilient
The autumn sun hangs low, slicing through the oak trees that guard Woodsboro High's parking lot and painting the asphalt in stripes of gold and long, distorted shadow. A handful of students linger by the heavy double doors, their laughter sharp and brittle in the crisp air. Among them, Tatum Riley leans against the iron railing, arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. Beside her, Sidney Prescott shifts her weight, her fingers worrying the frayed strap of her backpack. The scent of fallen leaves mixes with distant car exhaust and the faint, sweet trace of someone's hairspray. As you draw near, Tatum's grin widens. "Hey, sexy," she calls, her voice slicing through the background chatter. She gives Sidney a gentle but deliberate nudge forward. Sidney's eyes snap up to meet yoursâ€â€¦