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It was four years before, when Sidney's mother, Marine Prescot, had been murdered. All of her friedns that had died, that was all because of the man she killed one month ago, Roman, her brother. She didn't know whether to blame him or Ryna Rennals.

Her thoughts shifted to the people that she had lost in the past three years. The only thing she had left of her best friend was Dewy, he was great, it just wasn't the same. and poor stu. She hated feeling sorry for him- he did try to kill her- but she figured Billy must have drove him insane. Randy, should would never forget him, he was so brave, he got shot for her. Derrik, he was such a great guy... how could she ever have thought that he'd hurt her? And Cotton, he saved her life, and for that she had to forgive him for whatever he did with her mother.

Sidney looked across the room. There it was. Her bag. When she found out about the murders at the movie theatre when "Stab" first came out, she had packed a few things in the bag and hadn't looked since. Randy had told her it wasn't a good idea. "in the movies, people who pack there crap always die and one there freinds find," he had said.

But Sidney was a surviovor, and now she had to look. There wer three pictures, one of Derrik and her, one of Randy, Mickey, and Derrik, and one of Her Randy and Derrik. They all were smiling in those pictures, geniuine smiles. They had thought it was over. She placed the one with Mickey aside, and put the others in front of her. She pulled out a video tape, on the label it said, Just Watch This.

Sidney put it in the VCR. Randy's face filled the screen. Sidney got up, ready to call Dewy. "Wait Sid," Randy said. "This one is just for you, you've probally already seen my other tape, i knew it would take you forever to look in that bag. But you did. Well, I guess i died, but you had to know. If i didn't die, i would've taken this tape back, but i guess i did. Sid, I guess i'm just gonna get the point...I, love you." Sidney gasped. Randy shook his head. "Don't pretend to be surprised Sid, you knew. Everybody knew it. I guess you never said anything...didn't want to make me feel like a dork probally. I guess if your watching this tape, then i'm watching you, and- trust me- you look great," Randy grinned and his face diaspeered. Sidney turned off the TV.

The telephone rang. Sidney picked it up, "Hello?"

"Hello Sidney," a raspy voice said.

Sidney rolled her eyes, "Who is this?" she asked.

"Sidney, you shouldn't roll your eyes when it's not a joke," the voice siad.

"What are you talking about?" Sidney asked, someone knew her well, she thought.

"Sidney, you look so pretty with you hair up, you finally put it up again, you haven't done that, since... before you killed Billy Lumis," the voice said.

Sidney put her hand on the back of her head anf felt the pony tale.

"You didn't have to check, you knew it was," the voice said.

Sidney heard the doorbell. "Sid, it's Amy," her friend called.

"Poor girl," the voice said.

"Don't touch her you bastard!" Sidney yelled.

"Sid?" Amy called.

Sidney then heard a click. Followed by Amy's scream. Sidney dialed the police. "Hello, this is Sidney Prescot, i need help. Someone called, he saw me, my friend was outside...i heard her scream."

"Where are you," a woman's voice asked her.

"704 Maple Rd. please hurry," Sidney said.

"Listen, Sidney, stay inside, we'll be there soon. The woman's voice changed. "You know Sidney, you might wanna check for a dail tone before you try and call someone," the raspy voice said.

Sidney dropped the phone and ran towards the door. He jumped out in front of her. Sidney saw the same mask. She punched him with all her stregnth and ran out the door. She saw her friend, Amy, with a slit throught, hanging in front of the door. Sidney ran to her car in the driveway, it's tires had been slashed. She ran into the door leading into her garage, into her other car. The keys were in the car, and she stuck them in the ignition, and opened the garage door. It stopped and went back down. There he was, by the garage opener button. Sidney put the care in reverse and rammed out of the garage. She headed towards the police station. The killer took the tape out of the VCR and walked out of the house, around the curb to his car. And drove off.


Sidney was now at the police staion. "Did you get a glimpse of him? Anything distinct?" the officer was asking her.

Sidney shook her head. "No, it was the same, the same voice, the same mask, and now another one of my friends is dead," Sidney said half mumbling.

"Look, we're doing all we can, we're searching your house for clues, we found this," he said handing her a picture.

"Someone is trying to finish what he started," she said starring down at the picture of her brother. Detective Kenkade came in.

"Sidney," he said.

Dewy cam in behind him, followed by Gale. "Sid, are you okay?" Dewy asked her.

"Of course she's not okay Dewy!" Gale told him.

"Look, Sid's been through alot, can you do this tommorow?" Dewy asked the cop.

"Well, the procedure is to...," he looked at Dewy's face. "Okay, tommorow," he agreed.

Sidney, Dewy, Gale, and Mark left. "Sid, stay with us tonight," Gale said. Sidney nodded.

"Well, I'm gonna go home," detective kenkade(mark) said.

He got in his car and drove, he was in his neighborhood, not exactly a neighborhood though since he was the only house around for at least 2 miles. He was driving down the sreet, a couple blocks from his house, when someone poped up out of the back seat and slit his throat. The killer shoved him out the door and kept on driving. He had been watching them all for the past month, so he knew where Kenkade's house was. He got there, looked for the key found it and went inside, he put the tape in the VCr and watched. After it was over her through it away. The phone rang. He didn't answer it, and the machine started. After the beep, he heard Sidney's voice. He picked up the phone.

"Hello Sidney... someones dead, pretty soon you will be too." he said.

"What, what do you mean?" Sidney said.

"Guess your dectective friend will meet that guy that was on the video now," he said.

Sidney heard a click. "Dewy! Gale!," she yelled.

"What is it Sid?" Dewy asked her.

"I think, the killer, he said that mark, he said that he's dead!" Sidney cried.

"Sidney, calm down, we'll call the police, okay, we'll tell them what we know, and then we'll try to get some, some...sleep," Gale told her.

"Our firend might be dead and that's all you have to say?" Sidney asked madly.

Dewy picked up the phone, dialed the police, "Hello?" a man said.

"Yeah, this is Sidney Prescot's freind- Dewy- we were down there a half an hour ago, and now we think our friend has been killed by the same guy that just tried to kill Sid," Dewy spat out.

"Okay, what's your address? Where was this person killed? We'll send someone out there and someone to pick you up," the man said.

"Well, we're not sure, but Detective Kenkade's address is 563 West Apple Road. That's where this guy called from. We're at 902 Henson Ave." Dewy told him.

"We'll be there in about ten minutes, it's best that you stay here tonight- much safer," the police man said.

"Okay, we will, bye," Dewy said than he hung up the phone. He turned to Gail and Sidney. "They're going to check it out, and they are coming to pick us up," Dewy said. He grabed his jacket and his cell phone. "They'll be here in about ten minutes."

Gale and Sidney nodded, and the three of them sat on the couch. Fifteen minutes later, a police car arrived. The three of them got in. On the way, they heard someone talking. The driver picked up the intercom. "We've found a body, on the side of the road. Slit throat. Brown hair, about 5'10. Approxmately 170. Dissoriented face.

Sidney gasped.

Dewy put his arm around her, "It'll be okay Sid, you'll be okay..."

*Back in Woodsbero*

Randy looked at the TV. He was watching a re-run of Gale Wethers show.

"One month ago, on the set of Stab 3, grusome murders took place. Stab 3 is expected to start production again next year, with a new cast and a new story."
"This all statred, five years ago with the murder of Marine Prescot..." Gale was saying.

A half an hour later, Randy was still watching the show when Gale said, "I'd like to introduce my fieance, he was a part of the Woodsbero murders, and he is a big part in my life..."

The camera showed Dewy, who was smiling. Randy turned off the Tv. God he hurt. Bad. He had only woken up three days ago. He was told that when the perimedics found him, he was nearly dead, but if there new studies proved to be accurate, then he could survive. They revived him. But then he slipped into a coma.
He had been at the hospital ever since. He had permanent scars. Love scars he called them. He didn't know exactly what happened to Sid, but he knew she was alive, and he knew that she had a brother or something. The doctors had kept him being there top scret. They feared that if someone found out, or if it didn't work, the could be sued. Basically, Randy was an experiment.
The doctors told him that there was no hope for him unless they used their new medicnines, but they weren't 100% if they'd work or not. They told him that there was a funeral, but he wasn't in the coffin. He would be able to leave in another week. The doctors were going to have to get rid of any records of his death.

A doctor came in the room. "Can i use the phone," Randy said.

The doctor nodded. "Not to long though, and tell whoever your talking to to keep it shut," the doctor sadi.

Randy nodded and dialed Sidney's cell phone number. He hoped she still had the same one.

TBC