Woodsboro, California, once upon a time it was a small town that many wouldn't have visited, let alone heard of. Although most people have by now. Many haven't heard of the town with the most notorious serial killers in decades.
Especially after they were glorified by Hollywood in the Stab movies, the fact that there have only been three killing sprees and their on the seventh movie is confusing to some but has still somehow entertained the masses.
Tonight, the 15th anniversary of the Woodsboro murders, we see a nice, but small seeming, house towards the outskirts of town, white with deep blue trimming and two stories. There's nothing much in the front except for a path from the small parking spot to the door and a large oak tree on the lawn. In the back of the house is a small yard with a garden and expensive looking lawn chairs sitting out on a small wooden patio.
Two seventeen year old girls are alone in the house, zoning out on the couch in the living room. Watching an old Stab movie. The petite blonde is Mackenzie Saint, though small in stature she makes up for it in her curvaceous, yet still thin body. If it weren't for some of her more apparent assets one would have trouble believing she was in middle school, let alone high school. If you knew her long enough you would realize her childlike looks are contrary to her rough and cold demeanor, except when it comes to her best friend, Anna Dove, the other girl in the house. Her dark chestnut brown hair hangs long in thick curls that make her look even more mature. She has a lean body with an average height and a cool attitude but is generally more energetic than her friend is. They are dressed for comfort, Mackenzie in a plain blue shirt and jeans and Mackenzie in a dark green thin long-sleeved top and yoga pants. They have seen this movie a thousand times so nothing about it really scares them anymore. Mackenzie turns to Anna after a profusely bloody scene.
"Come on! No one could ever believe that shit was real!" She exclaimed, large hand gestures included, before standing and making her way into the kitchen.
Anna stands and begins to follow her, stopping to pause the movie first.
"Whatever, you know it really happened though right? The first three Stab movies were based on real life events that…"
"Happened right here in Woodsboro, I know I know." Mackenzie said cutting her friend off before she could finish.
"Well I was going to say started not too far from here. You know you used to be neighbors with the…"
"Becker family? Yeah I know." She said with a hint of annoyance in her voice. This wasn't the first time she was hearing this. "We didn't even live in this house when the murders happened so I don't get why it's such a big deal. The Becker's moved years ago and I'm pretty sure they aren't planning on moving back into the home where their precious daughter was gutted and hung."
During Mackenzie's rant Anna had sat on one of the stools by the island in the vast kitchen and was now playing with an apple from the bowl of fruit.
"Geez Kenzie, calm down. Next thing you know you're gonna go all psycho and start killing people." She said it with a smile on her face and even a little chuckle, but secretly she was always afraid of the fact that she lived in a town that had housed serial killers.
Mackenzie turned to her in the most serious of fashion, and with a menacing look said in her most frightening voice.
"Do you want to die tonight Anna?"
Anna's face had contorted into a look of pure terror.
For one second before she and Mackenzie burst into laughter. It was during their laughter that the phone began ringing. The two shared a quick glance at each other before turning their attention to the white landline on the counter.
"It's your house." Anna said raising her hands in an 'I'm not touching it kind of way'.
"You're my guest; plus it could be some hot guy from school."
"Which one? I mean…aghh alright." Anna sighed before getting off the stool and making her way quickly to the phone, answering it and slowly putting it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Do you like scary movies?" A raspy male voice said rather slowly and a bit menacingly.
Anna turned to Mackenzie with a look of confusion on her face and extended the phone out towards her.
"It's for you."
The blonde took the phone from her friend; she hadn't been expecting anyone to call her, especially not at this hour.
"Saint Residence. What do you want?"
"To see what your insides look like" The voice answered.
Mackenzie laughed and covered the receiver before whispering to Anna.
"He's trying to do Ghostface; you know all the weirdoes come out around this time of year…Wanna listen?" She asked a glint in her eye and a smirk on her face.
Anna nodded eagerly, a smile playing on her own face as Mackenzie quickly put the phone on speaker.
"Well their pink and full of popcorn at the moment. Who is this anyway? Sean? Luke? Trevor?"
"Guess again."
"Hmmm…Do I know you?"
"I know you."
"Well then, this has become just a bit too boring. I think it would be in my best interest to hang up. " She said before following through and pressing the red 'End" button on the phone. Quickly giving Anna a reassuring smile she began making her way back into the living room.
"That was weird." Anna said as they settled back onto the couch.
Mackenzie shrugged before pressing the play button. They hadn't gotten more than a few seconds back into the movie before the phone rang again. Anna quickly reached over to the side table and grabbed it off the receiver.
"Saint residence. Whom may I ask is calling?" She asked in her usual energetic way.
"Your friend hung up on me." Anna recognized the voice as the caller from earlier.
"I'm sorry, you get used to it." She said as her attention divided, half between the movie and the person on the other line.
"Who is it?" Mackenzie asked, her eyes focusing on the movie but still interested in her phone.
Covering the receiver Anna answers quickly,
"It's the guy who just called."
Mackenzie looked over to her friendly quickly, a serious look on her face.
"You want me to talk to him." She said, extending her hand.
"No, I've got it." Anna said before returning her attention back to the phone.
"What did you say?" She asked, in case he had said something while she was busy.
"I said, I'm glad she did; now I get a chance to talk to you." The voice said, much more charming than earlier.
Anna smiled; she didn't often get much attention from boys. She glanced over at Mackenzie who was now fully engrossed in the movie. It was towards the middle of the movie just before the second kill. Anna cringed at the sight of all the fake blood and the piercing scream emitting from the TV.
"What's that?"
"Oh, just an old Stab movie, some random sorority girl just got thrown off a balcony."
"So you like Stab movies?"
"It depends on if I'm in the mood to see outdated cinematography and bad acting, that and plenty of implausible effects in it." She said. It could come off as rehearsed but seeing as the Stab movies were such a hot topic now a days it makes sense that people would have their opinions of them handy in case anyone wanted to know where they stood with the cult series.
"If you don't like them then why do you watch them?"
"Although they could be seen as some of the most horrific movies, their fun to watch, especially with a friend who loves to pick at anything and everything wrong with cinema nowadays." She said with a quick glance toward Mackenzie who had begun talking to the characters on screen as if they could hear her.
"Do you want to play a game?" the voice asked, piquing Anna's interest and making her just that much more interested in the conversation.
"What kind of game?"
"A Stab trivia game."
"Great, just so you know I've seen them all more than a million times. There's no way I could get any wrong!"
"First question and no asking your friend for help, who is the ultimate survivor of the Stab series?"
"Sidney Prescott!" She answered excitedly, already knowing she got the answer right.
"Very good, now where did the first movie take place?"
"Woodsboro." She answered clearly; this was all much too easy.
"Last question, how do you want to die?"
Anna's eyes grew wide with shock at what the voice had said. Looking over to Mackenzie, she saw her friend was now watching her rather than the movie.
"What's wrong Anna, what did he say?" She asked, a little nervous for her friend.
"I don't know." She said to her friend and then back to the unknown caller, "WH-what did you say?"
"I asked how Stu died in the first Stab movie."
"That's not what you said." She was becoming more and more on edge. Something was not right with this phone call.
"What do you think I said?" The voice asked, sounding much more innocent than before.
"I-I don't know. I have to go." She said in a rushed tone. She was ready to be done with this phone call.
"But I thought maybe we could go out."
"I don't think so. Bye." She quickly hung up the phone without hearing his final words.
"What was that Anna?" Mackenzie asked wanting to know what would scare her friend so much.
"N-nothing Kenzie, just a prank call. You said it yourself; the weirdoes come out this time of year." Anna tried to play it off but anyone could tell she was trying to reassure herself more so than she was Mackenzie.
"Are you okay? You look a little shaken." Mackenzie remarked, placing a hand on her friends arm.
"I'm fine. Utterly and completely -"
Both girls jumped as the phone rang again. Anna looked at the device with complete fear on her face. Mackenzie on the other hand was pissed, this was harassment and she was not going to let some stupid punk scare her friend like this. She stood up quickly before picking up and answering the phone.
"Yeah?" She asked, not in the least bit happy with the situation.
"I told your friend not to hang up on me." It was him, again.
"What is it exactly you want? You know there are a billion other people in this town you can fuck with!" Her frustration beginning to show.
"I just want to talk."
"Well we don't."
"Why, scared?"
"No, bored. Goodbye now."
She hung up the phone, quickly turning back to Anna who seemed to calm down a bit. She smiled at her friend to show her everything was going to be okay. Mackenzie moved to sit back on the couch when the phone rang once again. She answered it, completely ready to rip this guy a new one and threaten to call the cops if he didn't stop.
"Listen, asshole!" She began but was cut off by the guy on the phone.
"No you listen you little bitch! I told you not to hang up on me."
"What do you want?" She screamed at the phone. Now completely consumed by her frustration.
"I already told you, to see what your insides look like. To slit you open and feel the steam rising from your spilled guts." The caller said, followed by a horrifying laugh.
She froze, the phone almost slipping out of her hand. Her breathe had caught in her throat and she was unable to respond to the terrifying voice.
"Are you still there, Mackenzie?" The voice asked, mockingly.
Mackenzie dropped the phone, unable to respond. She could still hear the caller on the other line, laughing before Anna hung it up.
"What's going on? What did he say? Mackenzie!" Anna asked as Mackenzie began moving quickly to the front door, the brunette following quickly behind. They had just reached it, Mackenzie's hand on the doorknob when the bell rang. Both girls jumping at the sound.
They were miles from any other houses and no one was usually in the area this time of night.
"WH-Who is it?" Anna asked Mackenzie as quietly as she could.
Her friend shook her head. She was trying to be brave for her friend but she couldn't stop her hands from shaking as she advanced slowly to the small window by the front door.
She grasped the pale white curtain gently before pulling it back gradually, trying to see just enough to distinguish who was on her front porch. With just a crack now, she could not see anyone outside. She stood from her slightly slouched position, the fear slowly creeping out of her. She shook her head realizing they were being stupid to think this was anything other than a prank. To make sure though she pulled the curtain quickly from in front of the window, and her breathe caught in her throat.
Standing in front of her, only the bit of wood from the wall and a few inches of glass was Ghostface himself. She caught his eyes, or where his eyes would be, and he jumped at the window, attacking it, his fists pounding against the glass trying to get in. The girls screamed in horror before turning and running up the adjacent stairway. They had just reached the third step when they heard the glass break.
The girls ran fast, just reaching Mackenzie's room; they were scared out of their minds knowing someone was right behind them. They threw the door open and ran in. With no lock on it, they tried to find something that they could put in front of it to keep it from opening.
"There's nothing here!" Anna yelled, she was shaking and on the verge of completely losing it.
"The dresser, help me move it in front of the door." Mackenzie said as she moved to the side of the large wood dresser and began pushing with all the strength her small body could muster.
The girls had almost had it in front of the door when the cloaked figure tried to bust into the room.
"Mackenzie!" Anna yelled as the door hit the dresser, keeping it from opening but they both knew it wouldn't hold.
Mackenzie quickly looked around the room for anything they could use as weapons when her eyes locked onto the window.
"Anna, we can go out the window. Come on!"
She grabbed her friends arm and pulled her towards the lone window in her room. They opened it and looked down at the two-story drop below.
"Kenzie, I can't do this, what if we fall!" She says, unable to keep her eyes from the long fall.
"Its fine, we'll be fine. We just have to make our way over to where the Oak tree is and we can use its branches to climb down and get help." She said as she began climbing through the window onto the small ledge. She worked quickly and got to the side of it, now holding her hand out for Anna.
"Come on, we'll be fine. I promise." She said as tears began welling in her eyes from the stress and fear of the situation.
Anna shook her head, she really didn't want to do this. She took in a deep breath, readying herself to go out the window when she heard a loud bang from behind her. Turning she was just able to see the masked being coming at her with a large knife. Screaming, she ducked the attack, running to the other side of the room. Rushing to the door, she tried to open it, but it had now been completely blocked by the fallen dresser. Turning she saw a tennis racket she could use as a weapon as was going for it when she felt something pull hard on her hair. The attacker had grabbed her hair and soon pulled so hard that she lost her footing and hit the ground hard, landing on her back. Staring up at the killer, she screamed, trying to fight him off the best she could.
He raised his knife high in the air before bringing it down into Anna's chest. Once, twice, three times before plunging the knife deep in her stomach. Anna screamed, begging for mercy before the killer stabbed her repeatedly.
Mackenzie stood screaming, watching helplessly as she was unable to do anything for her now dead friend. She was brought of her reverie when the screaming had stopped and everything had become much too quiet. Knowing she could not go back into the room, she maneuvered around the roof cautiously. Tears were streaming from her eyes but her will to live was strong. She had almost made it to the large trees nearest branch when she saw a set of lights closing into the distance.
Her parent's car.
She was filled with a feeling of hope, knowing her parents would save her, call 911, the police would come, and the killer would be caught. She began screaming for help, waving her arms up and down when she heard a noise from behind her. Turning she was just able to see the masked assailant before his knife was buried deep into her side. Screaming out she tried to fight, only hurting herself more.
The attacker grabbed her with one hand before he began stabbing her viciously in the stomach. Mackenzie was in obscene amount of pain, blood had begun coming out of her mouth. Whimpering in pain as the knife was buried deep inside her once again.
Looking her killer straight in their face, in a whisper she asked,
"Why?"
The Ghost cocked its head in a questioning manner as he removed his blade. Grabbing the girl in their arms, they quickly shoved with all their force, pushing Mackenzie off the roof.
She screamed quickly, just as she hit the pavement below, silencing her forever.
Her parents were home in a matter of seconds. Finding their daughter slaughtered on their front lawn and her best friend upstairs, her guts strewn around their only child's room. As they called the police, there was no sign of the assailant.
