Julie James had been safe for three years and had been clear of all
horrible nightmares of the fisher man, Ben Willis. The two summers before
the three years of peace, she had gone through hell (o yes and we mustn't
forget the original summer of sin). She lost two of her friends the first
summer after the accident. Then come to find out the summer after that a
friend close to her would betray her, lead her to an island to kill her and
come to find out that he was related to the fisher man they had hit after
their last summer til they would be out in the real world. Julie had full
confidence that the fisher man had been killed off for good. She had
started a new life and she was now married to her high school sweetheart
Ray, where they lived in a house in the small fishing community.
She was lying in her bed with Ray. His arm across her stomach. She started to shake violently and Ray immediately woke up from his slumber. He looked at her shaking madly. "Julie wake up", Ray yelled while shaking her arm. She woke up and let out a scream. "Ray, Ray", Julie said in a pouty voice, hugging the last bit of breath out of him. "The killer.....the killer.....He .....he came back for you, Carla, and me", said Julie still shaken up by the dream. "What are you talking about he's dead Julie", Ray said getting more serious and nervous at the same time. "You're right we killed him", Julie said calmly. She looked down on the covers then back up to Ray. She gave him a peck on the cheek and slid back under the covers facing in the direction of the wall. "You know what was weird about the dream though....", she said hesitantly. "Some girl I had never seen before was there."
Meanwhile Sidney Presscott was eagerly packing for her vacation away from her home in the quiet community of Woodsboro. Sweat was pouring off her forehead as she rushed out the front door carrying her luggage that seemed to weigh a ton. She popped the back of her blood red Volkswagen beetle with her remote starter and threw in her luggage. She slammed the trunk closed and ran to the driver door and violently swung it open. She jumped in and started the car and drove away at 60 miles per hour. A few blocks down she stopped at a beautiful Victorian home. Standing in front of the light tan house was Dewey and Gale Riley. Dewey and Gale were both in casual dress. They ran to the driver's side and Sidney rolled down the window. Both dived in for Sidney giving her a hug and kiss. "Your late", Gale said. "I know, I know." Both smiled at her and walked to their car in the driveway. "We'll follow you Sid", Dewey yelled.
Their story was like the one of Julie James too. They too faced hardships and deaths. Sidney's junior year of high school Sidney had to deal with the horrible murder of her mother. Then the next year murders began to become frequent in Woodsboro as two pshycotic teens went on a killing spree. They killed Sidney's best gal pal, which was also Dewey's little sis. Then Freshman year of College her boyfriend was killed by her ex's mother. Finally she was lead out of hiding and was brought to Hollywood where she discovered her half-brother and the true murder of her mother and her mothers disturbing past.
The drive to the place of rest and relaxation was very long and very boring. They had stopped for the occasional snack and bathroom run. They had finally reached their destination, South Port, at around one o' clock in the afternoon.
Julie and Carla were on the beach each resting on bright purple beach chairs. They occasionally rolled around to complete their all around tans. Carla got up and said, "hey Jules I am gonna go get us some drinks. Anything particular you want?" "Um......I don't want anything." As she said this three people walked by her chair. One of the three was the girl from her dream. That girl was Sidney Presscott. "Excuse me!", Julie yelled curiously. Sidney looked over perplexed almost as perplexed as Carla was on why she called a complete stranger. "Yeah? Were you talking to me", Sidney replied pointing to herself. "Yes, you look awfully familiar? Do I know you?", Julie said. "Not that I know of." "Didn't you go to the high school here at south port?" "No" "I know where your from!", Carla said excitedly. "Your that girl from Woodsboro. You know them Stab movies were based on you! Those two are the reporter and cop.", Carla said with more excitement. "Um....well yes we are." "No Carla, she was the one in the dream I told you about earlier." "Yeah the one where she was in the slicker....I know, I know", Carla said pathetically.
She was lying in her bed with Ray. His arm across her stomach. She started to shake violently and Ray immediately woke up from his slumber. He looked at her shaking madly. "Julie wake up", Ray yelled while shaking her arm. She woke up and let out a scream. "Ray, Ray", Julie said in a pouty voice, hugging the last bit of breath out of him. "The killer.....the killer.....He .....he came back for you, Carla, and me", said Julie still shaken up by the dream. "What are you talking about he's dead Julie", Ray said getting more serious and nervous at the same time. "You're right we killed him", Julie said calmly. She looked down on the covers then back up to Ray. She gave him a peck on the cheek and slid back under the covers facing in the direction of the wall. "You know what was weird about the dream though....", she said hesitantly. "Some girl I had never seen before was there."
Meanwhile Sidney Presscott was eagerly packing for her vacation away from her home in the quiet community of Woodsboro. Sweat was pouring off her forehead as she rushed out the front door carrying her luggage that seemed to weigh a ton. She popped the back of her blood red Volkswagen beetle with her remote starter and threw in her luggage. She slammed the trunk closed and ran to the driver door and violently swung it open. She jumped in and started the car and drove away at 60 miles per hour. A few blocks down she stopped at a beautiful Victorian home. Standing in front of the light tan house was Dewey and Gale Riley. Dewey and Gale were both in casual dress. They ran to the driver's side and Sidney rolled down the window. Both dived in for Sidney giving her a hug and kiss. "Your late", Gale said. "I know, I know." Both smiled at her and walked to their car in the driveway. "We'll follow you Sid", Dewey yelled.
Their story was like the one of Julie James too. They too faced hardships and deaths. Sidney's junior year of high school Sidney had to deal with the horrible murder of her mother. Then the next year murders began to become frequent in Woodsboro as two pshycotic teens went on a killing spree. They killed Sidney's best gal pal, which was also Dewey's little sis. Then Freshman year of College her boyfriend was killed by her ex's mother. Finally she was lead out of hiding and was brought to Hollywood where she discovered her half-brother and the true murder of her mother and her mothers disturbing past.
The drive to the place of rest and relaxation was very long and very boring. They had stopped for the occasional snack and bathroom run. They had finally reached their destination, South Port, at around one o' clock in the afternoon.
Julie and Carla were on the beach each resting on bright purple beach chairs. They occasionally rolled around to complete their all around tans. Carla got up and said, "hey Jules I am gonna go get us some drinks. Anything particular you want?" "Um......I don't want anything." As she said this three people walked by her chair. One of the three was the girl from her dream. That girl was Sidney Presscott. "Excuse me!", Julie yelled curiously. Sidney looked over perplexed almost as perplexed as Carla was on why she called a complete stranger. "Yeah? Were you talking to me", Sidney replied pointing to herself. "Yes, you look awfully familiar? Do I know you?", Julie said. "Not that I know of." "Didn't you go to the high school here at south port?" "No" "I know where your from!", Carla said excitedly. "Your that girl from Woodsboro. You know them Stab movies were based on you! Those two are the reporter and cop.", Carla said with more excitement. "Um....well yes we are." "No Carla, she was the one in the dream I told you about earlier." "Yeah the one where she was in the slicker....I know, I know", Carla said pathetically.