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Another Victim On The Cutting Board

Having decided to get in some practice, Stanley who is a member of the baseball team grabbed his baseball equipment before leaving the batting cages. The young teen heads to the locker room. He takes a quick shower then changes back into his regular clothes. He hadn't been able to practice like that in a while. Stanley has also been trying to improve his swing for the baseball season and felt like he was getting close to perfecting it. The only way he'd be able to tell if his swing is perfect is during an actual game. He's walking through the hall taking the long way out of the school building carrying his backpack. With the murders of three of his fellow students, he's a little on edge. Despite not caring about the victims, he still didn't like the fact that they were dead and there is a homicidal maniac on the loose. Naturally he'd be a little freaked out. He hears a noise behind him and spins around. Stanley looks from one side to the next even peering down the corridor to see if he can spot something or someone but he sees nothing. He shakes his head sighing deeply.

"I'm fucking losing it." Stanley said to himself. As he spins around to continue out the school building, he bumps right into Ron the janitor. "SHIT!" He said as he falls to the ground on his back.

"Sorry about that Stan." Ron said. He's the school's janitor. Ron is a former student at Acres High. He was once a rising baseball star who ranked tops in the state. The only problem was that he never paid attention in school and didn't really graduate school so the only job he could get was a janitor's job. After failing to be drafted by a major league team, he went into a deep depression and as a result gave up on his life. He chose to fall in the depths of despire. He spends most of his time drinking and smoking his life away as he still resides at his parents' house. They have since passed away leaving the home to him. Other than that, he doesn't really have anything else to live on except his paycheck. The former high school athlete is about six feet tall with dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and is wearing a janitor's work suit.

"Fuck Ron, you scared the shit out of me." Stanley said to him.

"Sorry." Ron said helping him up. "Didn't mean to scare you. I was just getting ready to leave."

"Whatever." Stanley said cleaning himself off.

"You have a good night." Ron said heading in the opposite direction.

"Fuck you!" Stanley shouts as he watches Ron disappear around the corner heading down another corridor. "Fucking prick." Stanley continues to curse as he begins again for the school exit when his cell phone vibrates. "Shit. What now?" He said to himself. He looked on the phone and realized it was Denise's phone. "What?" He answers.

"Hello Stanley." Ghost Face says disguising the voice as a female. Stanley didn't recognize the female.

"How did you get that phone?" He asks.

"Why does it matter?" The female asks.

"Because the person the phone belonged to is dead. How the fuck did you get her phone?" Stan asks.

"I took it off her dead corpse after slit her open." Ghost Face said menacingly. Stanley recognizes the voice to be the killer in the stab movies. Ghost Face. He thinks it's one of his friends.

"Who is this?" Stanley asks.

"You know who I am. Denise asked that same question. Look where it got her." Ghost Face says laughing. Scott smirks.

"Ghost Face." Staley said smirking. He doesn't believe the call is real. "This can't be ghost face."

"I'm as real as they come buddy." Ghost Face taunts.

"Nah, you're not real. Wanna know how I know this?" Stan asks.

"Enlighten me." Ghost Face taunts.

"It's simple really. I've seen all the stab movies and I've read the books. All of the killer wore a ghost face mask and has a voice changer to disguise their identity, second, once all the books were published and movies were released, an app was made. Almost everyone has them on their iphones or smart phones. Even I have one and can act like ghost face whenever I want." Stanley smiled feeling a bit confident. "You're busted pal. Trying to scare me won't work."

"Not everyone has an ghost face app. I know I don't. Denise didn't, neither did Shaun nor Matt and they're dead because I slit them open like fucking pigs." Ghost Face said. "I'm very real. Just ask the Loomis family."

"You're not real. This isn't fucking real." Stan said. "FUCK!" He curses. Ghost Face laughs amused at Stan ignorance. "This isn't happening."

"Oh it's happening alright." Ghost Face says.

"Why me?" Stan asks.

"Why not you." Ghost Face asks.

"I have nothing to do with what took place in Woodsboro. Hell I spent my entire life in the OC." Stan said.

"I know all about you Stanley. You will make the perfect victim." Ghost Face taunts.

"Fuck you. You don't know shit about me." Stanley spat.

"Sure I do. For instance, I know you're standing in a deserted school hallway." Ghost Face said as Stanley's face went pale. "If you want to live Stan, you've gotta find your way out of the school before I find you. You escape, you live, you stay you die. Choice is yours." Ghost Face said to him. "I think you should start running."

"I'm fucking out of here." Stan says but stops when he sees ghost face at the exit down the hall. He turns and runs in the opposite direction dropping back pack in the process. He runs for the exit at the far end of the hallway. Ghost Face is hot on his tail. He runs into the door and tries to open it but the chains are on the door. "FUCK!" He shouts. Ghost Face goes to stab Stan but he ducks and Ghost face ends up stabbing the door. Stan takes off back down the stairs in which he came from. He runs into the gym and stops. He runs for one the back exit but the door is locked. "Fuck." Stan curses again. He turns around to see that no one is behind him and Ghost Face is nowhere in sight. Breathing heavy, Stan tries to catch his breath and gather himself. His mind is racing. Was this a joke? If it was, it was a fucking sick joke. It could be. Only did he see ghost face but he came close to being stabbed by ghost face. He had to find a place he could hide. If ghost face was still lurking, he's a dead man. Stan looks around for a quick exit and sees that side door unlocked. He sighed thinking there's relief in sight. He makes a b line for the exit but….Ghost Face jumps out at him stabbing him in the stomach. Shocked, Stan looks down at the wound that is quickly spilling his blood. Ghost Face pulls the knife from his stomach. "Fuck." Stan curses as he stumbles back and tries to run towards the same door he came through but Ghost Face lunges the knife into his back. Stan screams out as he falls forward onto the floor in the gym. Ghost Face towers over him holding the knife. "Fuck you." He curses again. Ghost Face raises the knife and drives into his stomach five more times. Stan takes his last breath before he loses conscience and dies. Ghost Face grabs him by his shirt and drags him out towards the football field. He hangs Stan from the goal post. His insides on the outside.

Dinner was over at the Loomis residence. Jill had offered to help Sidney with the dishes but she told her not to and that she'd get her boys to help. Billy had decided to sit in the living room to watch TV. Scott was with him choosing not to help clean up. William decides to help Sidney clean. Scott was still hurt from Sidney words. He didn't want to be near her so she didn't yell at him. Dewey and Gale had taken Rita, Gabe and Tommy home. Both had school the next day, plus she and Dewey had to get up early. Gabe and Tommy thanked Sidney and Billy for dinner. Rita also thanked Sidney and Billy for their hospitality. She hadn't known them as long as Gale and Dewey but knew the Loomis were good and decent people. Jill told Sidney she didn't want to leave without helping out. Sidney told her that she has a report due and needs to study. So she practically kicked her and Robbie out of her house. Playfully of course. She knew her sister wanted to help but her studies came first. Sidney made sure of that. Jill and Robbie reluctantly went back to their apartment they shared with their friends. Scott sat with his with his feet up reading a sports magazine. He looked over at his father who was immersed in his show. He turned around and looked over in the kitchen. He could see William helping Sidney put the food away. They were talking. William smiled at something Sidney said. William also helped her with the dishes. Both were giggling as they enjoyed each other's company. Scott frowned feeling bad. He wish he had the connection with Sidney the way William did. Billy had looked over at him. He wondered what Scott was looking at til he glanced in the direction of the kitchen. He could see the closeness William had to Sidney. It was the same closeness he shares with William as well. He looked over at Scott and knew something was wrong. He could see it in his son's face.

"Hey." Billy said to him. Scott looked over at him. "You ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Scott said then going back to reading his magazine. Billy knew better but decided to let Scott comes to him.

Jill and Robbie arrived back at their apartment. Danielle, Christian, Michelle and Pete were all on the sofas watching TV. The six friends talked for a while before Jill yawned. She then decided to head to bed. The others asked if she was ok, Robbie shrugged. Having showered and gone to bed, Jill closed her eyes and let the slumber take over her. She begins to toss and turn in the bed. Her eyes flutter. Whatever she is dreaming is causing her to squirm. She's dreaming of the events that took place six years ago. Like William, Jill has been having nightmares about the events that changed her life in Woodsboro but unlike William she refused to seek counseling. She keeps saying she's fine but her friends know better. So does Robbie. Jill tosses and turns as the nightmare continues on. It's always at the moment when Sidney shoots Trevor that she wakes up. Without fail Jill screams out as her body shot up.

"Jill." Robbie said as he awakes from his slumber. He sits up in the bed watching his girlfriend. Jill had her hands over her face letting the tears fall down her cheek. "Baby, you ok?" He asked her. Jill didn't respond. Her screaming didn't go unnoticed by her friends. Moments later, Danielle, and Michelle rushed into the room.

"Shit Jill. Are you alright?" Danielle asked her. Jill shook violently.

"We're here for you." Michelle said as both girls sat on the bed to console her. Pete and Christian enter the room.

"We heard screaming. Is everyone ok?" Pete asked.

"Yeah. Jill had a nightmare." Danielle said rubbing Jill's shoulder.

"Is it about what took place in Woodsboro?" Pete asked. Jill nods. "Jill, sis you gotta seek counseling." Pete said concerned for her.

"No." Jill said.

"Pete's right you know. You've been having nightmares ever since you left Woodsboro. I know it's haunting you but to get past it, you're going to have to talk about it." Michelle said to her.

"She's right honey, you have talk to someone about happened." Danielle follows. Jill shook her head.

"I told her that but she won't listen." Robbie told them.

"With what happened to those teenagers, I'm just a bit on edge." Jill said. "It's dredged up the past. That's all." Everyone was silent for a moment. Jill speaks again. "What if there is another killer out there posing as ghost face out to get me and my family?"

"Jill." Robbie calls her.

"No. What if what took place in Woodsboro is happening here in Orange County? If there is another killer out there, then you three cannot be anywhere near us. You three should go into hiding." Jill said.

"Hell no." Pete said defiantly. "Pete don't run from nobody."

"Neither do I." Michelle said.

"If there is a killer out there then we're not going to leave you two alone to face this psycho by yourselves." Danielle said rubbing Jill's shoulders. She liked Jill a lot. She treated her as if Jill was her sister.

"No you guys have to leave town." Jill said firmly. She appreciated them wanting to help her but she already lost friends, close friends and wasn't about to let history repeat itself.

"We're not going anywhere." Michelle said firmly.

"We appreciate the fact that you want to stay and help us but you this doesn't involve you guys. Ghost Face isn't after you, he's after us." Robbie told them. "We've already lost close friends, we don't want history repeating its self."

"Well correct me if I'm wrong but didn't ghost face come after Sidney's friends like Tatum Riley?" Michelle asked.

"Yeah but she lived in Woodsboro and was one of the original survivors. Ghost Face came after friends like Mickey and Hallie. They were friends with the original survivors and lost their lives as a result. We don't want this for you. We want you guys safe and alive." Jill said to them.

"Guys maybe she's right." Christian speaks.

"What?" Danielle asks. "She's our friend. Robbie is your friend. How can you agree to abandon them at a time like this?"

"I'm not abandoning them. It makes sense though. I need to keep my brother safe. If leaving town until this whole mess is resolved then that's what I'll do." Christian said.

"I can't believe you're being such a coward about this." Danielle said.

"I'm not being a coward. I have to make sure my brother is safe." Christian said to her.

"Admit it Christian you're scared of the possibility of coming in contact ghost face?" Pete asked.

"I'm not afraid. I just don't want to lose my brother over senseless blood bath." Christian said defending himself.

"No the truth is you're afraid and are using your brother as an excuse to chicken out. You wanna leave Christian fine hell you don't even have to admit that your scare but don't hide behind trying to protect your brother because we all know it's a bunch of bullshit." Danielle shouts. The others watched him. Christian frowns at her. He shakes his head and leaves the room. Danielle shakes her head to.

"Don't be so hard on him. He has the right idea. Besides, he should be protecting his brother." Jill said to them.

"Well that does give me an idea. If you guys are going to stay, we need to come up with a way to protect ourselves." Robbie said.

"Don't worry. I have an idea about that. Anyone know how to use a gun?" He asks as everyone looked at each other knowingly. Pete had the right idea, Jill has used a gun before. So has Robbie. The only two who don't know how to use a gun were Danielle and Michelle. Would they need to is the question.

Having had another nightmare, William did what he normally does which is head down the gym to clear his head. He is hitting the punch bag with ferocity. Sweat beads pour down his face as he continues to punish the punching bag. He kicked it a few times and hitting harder. With each punch and kick his mind flashes back to his encounter with Ross. Having to shoot his uncle weighed heavily on the young teen. He had no idea his father Billy had been watching him. He stopped and saw Billy standing there in his rob with a concerned look on his face.

"Hey dad." William said breathing heavily. "How long you been standing there?"

"Long enough to know that my son is still troubled by his nightmares." Bill said. William looked away. "You wanna talk about it?"

"I can't stop thinking about it dad." William said crying. "I can't stop the nightmares. I never wanted to kill him. I had no choice. I wasn't going to let him kill our family." William said sobbing.

"I understand what you're feeling son. You did what you had to do for our family." Billy told him.

"Then why do I feel so guilty? Why can't I shake these nightmares?" William asked.

"Because you haven't accepted it yet. William, you are the most caring and compassionate kid I've ever known. You care about people and that makes you remarkable. The fact that you care about Ross as a human being only makes you more special. Son, your mother and I both had to kill to protect each other and our family. You did the same thing. I never wanted to shoot Roman or Detective Kincaid or Angelina Tyler. They revealed themselves as the killers. Your mother, Aunt and I did what we thought was the right thing to do. Mickey died because of them." Billy told him.

"Could you kill them again if you had to?" William asked.

"In a heartbeat. No one and I mean no one hurts my family." Billy said to him. William looked away. He's been having a hard time dealing with this. Billy pulls his son into a hug. William sobs on his shoulder. "It's gonna be ok. I promise. You'll get past this."

"I want this to be over with. I want peace dad. For our family." William said to him.

"I know son. So do I." Billy said as William pulls away from him slowly. "Come inside, we can talk over some milk."

"Sounds good." William said as he and Billy went back into the house. Billy put his arm around his son's shoulder as they head back into the house. Would William have to kill again to protect his family? He hoped he didn't have to.