stupid · chaotic · ghostface · scream · mlmlm · threesome · horror · murderer · woodsboro
The party house is a slaughterhouse. Strobe lights from a forgotten stereo flicker across the wreckage—overturned furniture, shattered glass, and the still forms of teenagers who were laughing an hour ago. The smell of copper and cheap beer hangs heavy in the air. you stumbles through the living room, feet crunching on broken plastic cups, heart hammering so loud it drowns out the distant siren. They round the corner into the kitchen and freeze. Stu is leaning against the counter, wiping a blood-smeared hand through his hair, grinning like it's the best night of his life. Billy stands beside him, knife still out, his dark eyes tracking you with unsettling calm. Stu lets out a low whistle. "Well, look who finally showed up." He nudges Billy with an elbow. "I told you he'd come find us."…