Two doors down from Chi Omega. A big, old Gothic home served as the Delta Zeta sorority. Rock music blared from inside. All of the partying students weren't aware of Hallie's murder that happened only minutes earlier.

Students were scattered all over the huge Delta Zeta sorority, many in different rooms of the mansion like sorority, a lot are upstairs or in disclosed rooms in secret with their lovers in private. In the living room, the room was filled with fifteen to twenty people alone. There was a keg outside that some frat boys drank right out the tap, it oddly reminded Sidney of Stu's party in Woodsboro, when Stu and the other guys were doing that. It wasn't a warm memory.

Sidney and Cici had just arrived at the party, walking through the kitchen where many sorority girls and frat boys drunkenly greeted them. Most of the guys were drinking beer, most of the girls were drinking martinis and wine. Sidney and Cici were going to meet Mickey and Derek there.

The girls walked through the packed house, looking around, uncomfortable to be here. This wasn't their place, and they both knew it. "So what do you think of this so far?" Cici asked her friend with a smirk.

Sidney smirked back, and scoffed. "Just perfect."

They both shared a laugh as they entered the living room. It was even more packed. "Sidney, you made it!" A loud, happy voice greeted, making them both turn. They looked to see sorority sisters Lois and Murphy, the same ones they saw earlier on campus. "Hi! No, I really mean that, hi!" Murphy happily greeted as Lois had the same too excited expression on her face.

Lois and Murphy were obviously a little saucy from the drinks, so it made them even more annoying. "Hi." Sid awkwardly greeted and Cici reluctantly waved at the two.

"Do you girls want a drink?" Lois asked, with a big smile.

Sidney and Cici exchanged similiar looks. These girls were tacky, and they both knew that as well. "Yeah, but you know what, we'll get it ourselves." Cici told them, recieving a nod of agreement from Sidney, and the two immediately walked towards the backyard, away from them in a hurry, leaving Lois and Murphy confused as they watched them walk off.

Lois and Murphy looked at each other, both shrugging, not realizing why Sid wasn't fond of them. They found Cici to be too much of a horror geek, but having Sidney Prescott in the sorority would be huge, her being America's sweetheart now.

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It was a half hour into the party and it was still going pretty strong. Sidney and Cici had met up with Derek and Mickey.

Down at the porch, Derek and Sidney sat down together watching the party go on. "Hey, so are the twits being nice to you?' He asked her.

Sidney looked to him, "Painfully nice."

"I figure you won't be joining with the Delta-Lambda-Zetas."

Sidney snickered, "I think not."

"I'm crushed", Derek said, sarcastically. They both looked at each other before Lois and Murphy popped out in the backyard.

Sirens were heard in the background, "Guys! Hurry, something is up at Omega Beta Zeta! Police are everywhere!" Lois announced to the partygoers with a grin.

"Hurry!" Murphy yelled and suddenly the two and the rest of the partygoers started rushing to the front of the house on the lawn to see what was up. Sidney looked to Derek, as they both stood up and joined the departing students.

Everyone came flying out of the front door and into the yard as police cars whipped by. Sirens blaring.

Two doors down sat the Chi Omega house crawling with police, ambulances, reporters...

"Yo, let's check it out." "C'mon." One student said, and the entire crowd took off in droves down the street. All except for...

Sidney and Derek. They stood on the porch, watching as the street became a circus. Sidney's face told the story. She knew.

At the Omega Beta Zeta house, the Paramedics were pulling a stretcher to the ambulance, the stretcher had a lifeless corpse on it, that was covered in a body bag. It was Hallie.

Debbie Salt was talking to a police detective, her notepad out and a pen out writing everything he could tell her at this time. "So, then it's obviously not suicide?" The detective nodded and Debbie nodded as well and started walking away from him, "Thank you." Then suddenly she ran into none other than Gale Weathers. "Oh, Gale dear, hi, it's not good, it's a single victim, a sorority girl. Look, I gotta go, I got a deadline." She realized and then walked off.

Gale sighed. She knew too. She looked down, and then at Randy, "Randy lets go."

"In a minute." Randy answered as he was in the news van, trying to find the camera.

Then suddenly Dewey appeared and Gale saw him watch the scene with a grave expression on his face. "It's happening again, isn't it?" She asked him.

"You'd love that, wouldn't you? Better hurry Gale, you wouldn't want to get scooped." Dewey remarked, and she glared at him.

"Move it Randy!" She yelled to the young cameraman and he walked up to her with a camera in his hands but a scared expression on his face.

"Gale, I don't think I am cut out for this. I mean, I was brought here to do an press conference coverage."

"Do not fuck with me!"

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Derek and Sid stood on the porch, his arms around her. Her face was numb. She was thinking about Hallie, and did all she could which was hope she wasn't there. "It's starting all over again." She said, eyes still fixed on the scene across the street.

"Lemme take you home."

"I'll get my jacket." Sidney, indifferent, moved through the open front door, back inside the house. Her face and mind detached from what's going on. Derek remained on the porch, watching the spectacle. Slowly, the door behind him closed, unknown to him.

Sidney moved through the living room, she grabbed her coat when the phone rang. She looked at it suspiciously...knowingly...she reached for it. "Hello?" She hesitantly answered..

"Hello Sidney! Remember me?" The voice on the other line said back. Sidney's eyes widened. The voice was low and haunting. She closed her eyes. When she opened them tears were immediate. But still, she refused to crack.

"What do you want?" Sidney spoke out.

"I want you…it's showtime!" The Voice has never sounded more evil...more seductive. Sidney didn't flinch.

She held steady.

Sidney nearly glared into the phone, "Then why don't you show your face you fucking coward!" She angrily shouted and slammed the phone on the receiver.

There was silence and then…

"My pleasure…"

The Voice came from inside the room...behind her. Sidney spun around and found herself staring at the...

Ghost masked figure...

The one from Sidney's nightmare long ago. It stood in the foyer archway, staring at her. A sustained moment. A stand off. Sidney didn't move. But then the killer withdrew his trademark. A long, steel hunting knife...blood stained.

Sidney bolted as Ghostface leaped at her. She screamed, dodging him. On the porch, Derek heard her scream. He turned to the front door and he found it locked. He started to bant on it, not knowing what was happening but it didn't give him a good feeling. "Sid? Sid!?"

She ran to the front door at the foyer, she tried to open it and then suddenly Derek's face appeared in the small window next to the door. He saw her expressions, her grave, scared expression "Derek! He's in the house. Help me..."

She struggled with the door, but there were too many locks, Ghostface was already upon her. She turned, and he was right there, knife aimed for her head. Sidney screamed and quickly ducked. The knife shot right through the door, inches away from Derek's face.

She looked to the stairs, but thought better of it and flew through the dining room as Ghostface finally pulled the knife out.

In the living room, Sid dodged Ghostface, just missing the knife's blade once again. And the force sent Ghostface stumbling forward, trying to catch himself, but it was too late as he fell over a chair and crashed to the floor. Sidney did not wait to see him get up as she bolted through the living room, to the back door.

In the backyard, there was a large, fenced in yard. Lots of big oak trees. Sid flew down the back porch and into the yard. She moved across it, passing trees and shrubs. She spotted a closed fence door in the back of the yard. She looked behind her to find, scanning the house. She didn't see the killer.

As she faced forward, she fell right into the arms of Derek. She turned, screaming.

"It's okay. It's okay. It's just me", Derek calmed. "Where is he?" He asked as he took her into his arms, comforting her.

"He's in the house…he's in the house", She cried.

He gently pushed her back. "Stay here!" He ordered as he ran into the house.

"No Derek don't!" Sidney called but Derek was already in the house.

"Sid!" A voice yelled, she turned towards the direction of the voice to see Dewey limping over. "What's going on?"

"The killer's in there with Derek", She yelled and her and Dewey both looked towards the house as they both heard screams.

Derek's screams.

As soon as he heard that, Dewey ran into the house.

In the house Dewey slowly and carefully checked the rooms on the first floor. Just as he was checking, he looked at a door.

The door had blood streamed across it. He took a deep breath before kicking it. When the door opened, he saw…

Derek on the ground, blood pouring from his arm. He jumped when the door swung open.

"Sidney! He's in here!" Dewey yelled out to Sidney who walked in the house.

"He got me! He got me!" Derek yelled as Dewey kneeled down to him. The young former cop took out a rag, and started wrapping it around Derek's arm.

"Gotta put pressure on it!" Dewey shouted as he looked to Sidney's direction. She just stared at him, tears were not falling, she just held still. The killer was getting closer and closer to her, but she'd rather die than to see her friends killed.

This killer was only getting started...

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It was later that night, about 2 or 3 AM. Derek had been sent to the hospital and Sidney, Mickey and Cici had came along. It was a real depressing evening, but it was an evening Sidney couldn't say she didn't see coming. She sat there in one of the seats in the waiting room, looking down, absorbing everything.

Though she kind of figured it was Hallie, Sidney felt her heart drop when the police told her the news. She was speechless. She couldn't help but feel it was her fault. She knew she shouldn't of went. She kept thinking that she should've offered to be the "sober sister" so Hallie could go to the party. She never wanted to go anyway, Hallie did. Thoughts of how she could've tried to prevent it kept racing through her mind, and it was tormenting for the poor girl. Though the thought that Derek only had minor damage was a silver lining, she couldn't lose him and Hallie in the same day.

An older detective, Officer Richards was walking with Mickey after he and his young partner Officer Andrews interviewed him. Many of the partygoers were in the hospital that night for interviews the police had to conduct. "Thank you for your time. We'll be ready for you in a second Casey." Officer Richards told Cici before walking off to meet his partner.

"Okay." Cici nodded, as Mickey turned to her.

"The men ask everything", He told her.

"I'm gonna get some coffee, you want some?" Cici asked, though Mickey shook his head, staring in the hospital room where Derek was with some police officers, campus security and doctors. He was sitting, as the doctor tended to his arm.

Cici then turned around to Sidney, who was sitting in one of the seats in the waiting room "You want some Sid?" Cici asked her. Sidney slowly nodded no as Mickey sat down next to her. He watched Cici walk away, and then looked to Sidney. She had too many thoughts and emotions running through her head. And she didn't know how to get rid of them and just try to relax. She sat there, frozen like a ghost, face as white as one.

"How are you holding up, you okay?" Buddy calmly asked her

Sidney shook her head, "Not at all. You know I knew that this coming...I knew that this wasn't over."

Mickey frowned, "You are not alone Sid, we are all here for you, okay? Whatever you need."

"...I just can't believe he got Hallie."

Mickey looked down when she said that. Him and Hallie were kinda-sorta a thing, but didn't put any labels on their relationship. But he kept his cool. "Yeah, I know….It's crazy."

Sidney sniffled, a couple tears hung in her eyes though she wasn't breaking, "You know, Derek could've been killed too."

"But he wasn't… he's fine. He just needs to realize that the '90s are no time to play hero." Sidney smirked a bit at this. Then when she glanced over at him, she could see that he was stumbled on something. He looked at her and asked, "Why would anyone go back into that house anyway?"

Just then, Sidney's eyes widened a bit, though it was noticeable to Mickey. Her face sort of dropped. It was a definitive question. Why didn't the psycho just kill him? He had him right there. Why just cut him in the arm?

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In the hospital examining room, Derek sat there, surrounded by Officers Richards and Andrews, a campus security officer, a couple hospital staff, and Dewey. One of the doctors was wrapping Derek's cut as the police asked him questions. "So, that's when I ran back into the house and that's where I met up with the killer….Ah!" Derek shouted as the doctor wrapped tighter on his knife wound.

"You're lucky there's no nerve damage, you'll have to take it easy for a couple of days." The woman doctor smiled at him before walking out of the examining room.

"No struggle or anything? He just cut you and ran away? I You're lucky he didn't kill you." The campus security officer explained, eyeing him.

"Yeah, it's real convenient…" Dewey butted in, crossing his arms over her chest eyeing Derek like the other officers.

Derek looked up to her, feeling slightly insulted, as if he was accusing him of lying. "Say what?"

Dewey shrugged, "Nothing, it's just a shame that the killer got away so easy."

"It's just a shame you got there too late, right after he dissapeared." Derek shot back, while the other officers looked at each other.

Dewey smirked, "Yeah, it is."