Casey Becker lay on the floor not even bothering to fight. She knew she was about to die. She decided to take the ghost face mask off her attacker. She had to know who her killer was. She never in a million years expected it to be her ex-boyfriend Stu Macher.
Stu had let her take the mask off. It wouldn't affect him in any way if she knew who he was. He watched her eyes slightly widen when she saw his true face. He could tell she was hurt by what he had done. He held the knife above her for a moment, hesitating to actually kill her. It was too late for cold feet now. She had seen him. He brought the knife down on her again and again. After he and billy had hung her up they both separated and made a run for it.
Steph Valentine walked along the dark quiet road. It was only her second day living in Woodsboro and she had decided to go for a walk. It wasn't long before she had become lost though. There was too much country side and every time she thought she was getting closer to getting home, a dark lane or a pitch black field would show up.
*blood curdling scream is heard from a distance (Casey's mum) *
Suddenly a tall black shadowy figure ran straight into her, knocking her off her feet and straight on to her back. She felt the hard concrete connect with the back of her head and her vision had turned blurry. Steph looked up to see a tall ghost face staring down at her. She remembered that costume from last Halloween in her hometown. Considering it wasn't Halloween she was guessing this guy was a total maniac.
Stu watched Steph carefully. He had never seen such a pretty girl. Her green eyes blinked helplessly under her thick black eyelashes. She was pale and had full red lips. Her long brown hair was curled and big and bouncy. She was tiny but had a gorgeous figure. She wore skin tight black jeans, a bright pink low cut vest top and a denim jacket worn open. She was just so cool. Stu actually couldn't believe his luck that he had run into her. Reality started to set in though when he realised he was backing away from him. She was crawling on her back using her elbows to shuffle back. He could tell she was terrified.
Steph stared at the mask. She knew whoever this freak was behind the mask was fascinated by her. The way his head tilted to the side. He seemed to forget the bloodied knife. She was guessing that scream from earlier was something to do with him. He raised the knife slightly and Steph's eyes widened just like Casey's had.
*police sirens*
The masked maniac took off leaving Steph relieved. She watched as police cars whizzed by and luckily one of them stopped.