It had been 3 years since the Windsor College murders.
Sidney, Tessa and Randy were still in witness protection and had made lives for themselves away from any danger.
They had changed their names. Sidney was now called Laura Taylor. She worked as a crisis councillor where she would talk to people on the phone and offer advice and comfort and just someone to talk to. She had a lovely sizes house with security gates and pass codes. She also had a beautiful golden retriever named Cherokee whom she had adopted from a rescue centre. As Sidney was single and had no children she wanted the company. She did have Tess and Randy close by but she didn't want to be in their way all the time. Sidney was thrilled that Randy had got his girl. He deserved it after what he had been through.
Randy and Tessa had been together for three years and were extremely happy. Sidney knew Randy was planning on proposing very soon.
They were all 23 years old and had been through a lot in the last 6 years since Sidney's mother was murdered. But what didn't kill them made them stronger and that was true of Sid, Tess and Randy.
Dewey had also healed from his stab wounds but still had a limp. He and Gale had attempted a relationship back in Woodsboro which had lasted a year but it didn't work out.
Not long after, Dewey received a phonecall from the producers of Stab 3 who needed a technical advisor. Dewey was chosen because he had been through the entire thing and knew the people.
He soon moved to Hollywood. And began a relationship with the actress playing Gale. Her name was Judy Jergensten or Jennifer Jolie which was her stage name.
It was a sunny morning.
Randy's alarm woke them up "Morning beautiful" he whispered softly in her ear.
"Morning handsome" she smiled waking herself up properly and leaning over to kiss him passionately. And one thing led to another and they made love to each other.
"You do know we broke horror movie rules then' he looked at her.
"The whole sex thing? Yeah I know. We are very bad people" she leant over and kissed him. "Very, very bad" they then ended up making love again.
"We gotta get to work Rand! bills won't pay themselves" Tess exclaimed putting her dressing gown on her naked body.
"Relax I'm gonna shower. Want to join me?" He asked in a seductive tone.
"I'm gonna have breakfast first Rand" she stated.
Tess then turned on the TV to see 100% Cotton playing. She decided to listen to it whilst cooking.
Randy came back in the room "why are you watching that?" He asked.
"I find him interesting and he did save me and Sid" Tess said.
"Uhhh ok" Randy said.
"I'm gonna sort myself out" Tess said.
"Ok babe love you" he replied.
"Love you too" she kissed him as she left the room.
Randy then picked up the TV remote "prick" he muttered then switched it off eating his bacon and toast.
Later that day in Los Angeles Cotton Weary was returning home from the studio.
He was on the phone to his agent stuck in a traffic jam discussing a possible cameo role in Stab 3.
" If Dan doesn't want to do a daily rate then we can talk about a weekly rate. But I'm not going below a million. Think about it, I'm risking my reputation as this country's number one syndicated talk show to do a cameo in some cheap slasher flick. They could have at least written me a fucking decent part I did live through the fucking thing. Oh did you talk to Kathy about that Navy Seal script?" He spoke heatily through the phone.
His other phone began to ring "Hang on" Cotton said putting the phone down to answer the one ringing.
"Hello" Cotton said.
"Hi" a woman said in a flirty voice.
"Who's this?" Cotton asked not recognising the woman.
"Who's this?" The woman asked.
"Who you calling?" Cotton asked beginning to grow irritated.
"Oh you know what, I guess I have the wrong number" the woman said.
"That's ok" Cotton said.
"Hey wait a minute I know your voice. You sound a lot like that guy on TV, uhhh Cotton Weary" the woman said.
"I do huh?" He asked.
"Yeah I think he's got a really sexy voice" the woman complimented.
Cotton laughed "Well thankyou, so do you" he flirted back.
"You are Cotton aren't you? OMG I'm talking to Cotton Weary. I can't believe it" the woman said.
"Ya got me. Listen, can you hold for a second? I'll be right back, I promise" he said laughing.
"Yeah... Yeah" the woman replied.
Cotton put down the phone and picked up the other.
"Andrea I'll call you back" Cotton said hanging up.
He then picked up the other phone " so you a big 100% Cotton fan?" He asked.
"Yeah, 110%" she flirted.
"That's nice. So why don't you tell me who you are?" He asked.
"Now you're a naughty boy, what would your girlfriend say?" She asked.
"What makes you think I have a girlfriend?" He asked.
There was then a click from the other end "I know you do" the voice said. "I'm right outside your bathroom door".
"Who is this?" Cotton asked worried.
"She's in the shower. She's got a nice ... Little voice. Let's go in for a closer look. She's very pretty Cotton and definitely a step up from Maureen Prescott. Speaking of which lets play a little game. Answer right your girlfriend lives, answer wrong she dies. Where's Maureen's daughter Sidney?".
"Who the fuck is this?".
"Someone who'd kill to know where Sidney Prescott is. One chance Cotton, you have connections, where is she?".
"Listen to me you fucking psycho, you lay a finger on Christine and I swear to god I'll kill you!!" Cotton exclaimed with rage.
"WRONG ANSWER" then the killer hung up.
"No wait!" Cotton exclaimed.
Cotton began driving as fast as he can almost causing several road accidents.
He dialed Christine and let it ring "Christine, if you're there pick up the phone!! Christine!!!".
He swerved to avoid more cars "move out of the way!!" He shouted.
No answer so he dialed 911.
"You have reached 911. Due to the volume of calls..."
"Someone pick up the goddamn phone!!! Move out of the way!!!" He exclaimed trying to get through the traffic.
In Cotton and Christine's apartment Christine got spooked when music suddenly started playing.
"Cotton is that you?" She asked. She was blonde and in her late 20's.
"Christine? Hun? Are you alright?" Cotton said from downstairs. "I'm home".
"Jesus you scared the shit out of me!!" She exclaimed.
"You'll never guess what just happened to me".
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
The killer dressed as ghostface popped out and raised a knife towards her. As she went to turn and run she slipped over. The killer then caught her but she managed to kick him in the face. She then managed to get up and ran to a door and locked herself in it.
"Get the hell outta here!!" She shouted through the door.
"Ok I'm sorry. I was just joking" he said.
"What are you doing? What the fuck are you doing?" She shouted and cried out.
"I was just trying to take the game to the next level. I'm sorry Chris, come on open the door!!".
"The game???" She exclaimed.
"Yeah the game!!"
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"I'm talking about how much it's going to be to rip your fucking insides out now open the fucking door Christine!!" He said stabbing the door with the knife.
The real Cotton arrived and ran up the stairs "Christine?? Hun??".
The TV was blaring away. It was an episode of 100% Cotton.
"Chris! No messing around ok?".
He removed his white jacket and picked up a fire iron holding it out in front of him. He saw the door with knife marks in it.
'Oh shit!! Chris are you there??" He asked banging on the door "Come on baby open the door".
He broke through the door and Christine jumped out and swung a golf club at him.
"Woahh!! Chris!! What happened?" He exclaimed.
"Get back!!" She exclaimed frightened.
"Was someone in the house?" He asked.
"Why do you wanna kill me?" She cried out.
"What are you talking about?" He asked. "Come on give me the club".
Suddenly ghostface came out behind Christine
"Christine get out of the way!!" He said before she hit him over the head with the golf club.
"Behind you!!" He warned but it was too late. The killer stabbed her in the back and she collapsed on the floor, the killer then bent down and slashed her throat.
The killer then went to Cotton and cut his arm. Cotton then threw a chair at the killer. He then went over to the window to see if he could get out but they were locked and barred. He had no choice to knock a bookcase over onto the killer.
Cotton then reached for the golf club but the killer knocked him over the desk. The killer then got up and went over to Cotton who was on the ground and raised his knife and plunged it into Cotton's heart.
"It was a simple game Cotton, you should have told me where Sidney was, no you lose".
He then plunged the knife in again.
Cotton Weary was dead.