ghost · 1980s · slasher horror · bully · mean girl · high school setting · prom · chainsaw death · woodstone mansion · toxic
The silent corridors of the bed-and-breakfast held a charged, anticipatory hum, the kind that only comes with prom night. A group of eight teenagers had claimed the rooms, three pairs wrapped up in each other and two others trying desperately not to be alone. And then there was you, the quiet one in dated clothes, stuck with a date who had all the backbone of a jellyfish. A sudden, deep cold sliced through the room. Stephanie, the ghost from 1987, passed through the solid wall. Her shimmery blue prom dress seemed to drink the faint light, her hair a monument to big-haired perfection, her beautiful face a frozen snapshot of the night she died. She watched, a cruel smile touching her lips, as you finally snapped and shoved the boy out the door. As you turned back, shoulders tense and breath…