The man with the black mask had uncovered our town's real identity. The once innocent seeming small valley had changed into a place soaked by cruelty and mistrust.

The shooting in the pop's had only been the beginning of Riverdale's darkest chapter, that was about to develop into much more than just this.

Riverdale the town with pep had turned its side into the home of a serial killer, seeking for its next victim. Seeking for the next sinner hidden in Riverdale's dark, swallowing shadows.

Who would be the next one to lose their mask? Their life?

"Betty!" Veronica's gaze voice interrupted Betty from staring into the nowhere while stirring the vanilla milkshake in front of her.

"What's wrong? You seem distracted." She then asked, lowering her voice again.
"Nothing, I'm fine. Just didn't sleep much, that's it." Betty answered, focusing on Veronica again.

"If you say so." Veronica meant, continuing. "I was just asking you if you have heard anything from Jug."

"Um, I…No, not much lately." Betty admitted. "But we can't resent that. I mean his dad is imprisoned and he's at this completely different new school now. He probably will need his time to get used to the new circumstances."

"Mmh." Veronica murmured, slurping out of her straw. "Don't get me wrong now but I'm just a little worried that he might make the wrong friends. Meet the wrong people, drift away from us, you know?"

"I know but that's not our point anymore. We can barely stipulate him who to interact with, he knows my opinion on the serpents and the ghoulies. Both have their bad sides, and both can be dangerous. He promised me he would not become a serpent like his dad did."

"Do you believe him?"

"I have to. He's my boyfriend and I love him. I want him to be safe and make the right choices, but I cannot prevent him from making the wrong ones. I've never been to this school, none of us knows what it really is like."

Jughead pulled his woolen head deeper into his face, staring at the ground while making his way through the overcrowded hallways, filled with voices and smokes.

This was the complete opposite of his old school and all he knew yet was that what they were saying on the north side had its true parts.

Here, in the south side high, there was a lot of Jingle-Jangle and just as many gangs.

But his dad came from here, his dad who had been the serpent's leader.

Jughead hadn't counted how many times Betty had reminded him of having different options than going to this school.

She had said he wasn't forced to become a serpent because his dad had been one and how she knew he would make the right choices. He had given her his promise not to do so.

Now that Jughead had spent one week here, he wasn't sure if giving promises was always a good idea.

He entered the cafeteria, passing by the table the ghoulies were sitting at, staring at him, and sat down on the edge of the next one next to the girl with the long brown curly hair. Toni.

The snake on her jacket was visible from the other end of the cafeteria and if she didn't wear that jacket, she still had the tattoo on her upper arm which mostly had the same effect.

"Jones." Sweet peas sharp voice broke the silent glances between them.

"So, you finally found the time to show up too, huh? Tall boy wants to see you this evening. Whyte wyrm. Better be there in time then!"

Watching sweet pea go back to his conversation, Jughead whispered to Toni: "What does he want?"

"I think you don't have to ask." She answers just as silent. "There's a reason he gave you the jacket and you knew that from the moment you took it."