Chapter 23

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Syndey couldn't believe it. Amy, the girl whose life she had saved twice, was the new Ghostface.

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Amy: Tell me the truth Syd, I can take constructive criticism. Are you really suprised I'm the killer.

Sydney: Yes.

Amy: Really? I was so worried that, given your cousin Jill, that you'd see me coming a mile away.

Sydney: Apparently I'm not very good as a detective. Tell me why.

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As Amy began telling her story Sydney tried to covertly dial 911, knowing this would be recorded.

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Amy: Ah yes, the backstory of how the psychopath became a serial killer. Well, I think you know the very beginning of my story.

Sydney: That girl, the one they called "Virgin Mary." She's your mother?

Amy: Correct. I was concieved the night those three raped her. 20 years ago tonight.

Sydney: But that happenned 20 years ago and you're only 16.

Amy: So I really do look younger than I am, thank you. I've avoided alcohol, tobacco, narcotics. I don't want to sound like a damn public service announcement but, if you avoid that crap, you really can make yourself look younger. Take Heather Graham, does she look 50 to you?

Sydney: I get the point.

Amy: Sorry to go off track. Anyway, David was telling the truth when he said he let my mother live, he probably thinks he's a good guy because he didn't murder the 15 year old that he raped. Obviously she had me, even left town because she feared what those three would do to her if they found out she was pregnant. My mother loved me, went to my ballet recitals, made me do my homework when I just wanted to watch television. But I guess it was hard, knowing how I was concieved. She likely had some combination of Post Partum Depression and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I don't even know what triggered it, but last Halloween, she attacked me. That's how I got these scars on my face. I had to fight my own mother, knock her unconsciouss. She went to a mental institution, and she told me everything. She begged my forgiveness, before she took her own life. When I found out that my father was one of three rapists, that my mother was their 15 year old victim, I wanted to kill myself. I wanted to take a gun and just blow my brains out. I meant it when I said that your book saved my life. I decided that I should focus my anger outward, get revenge on those who hurt her. I came to Woodsboro, reinvented myself. Sadly it wasn't hard to explain my scars. I just had to find a recent incident where a maniac slashed a girl's face. John Harrison was a lunatic, he just didn't attack me.

Sydney: His victim's name was withheld because she was a minor, we just assumed it was you.

Amy: Anyway I did my homework, tried to get in good with Amanda, Greg, Mary. I still have no idea which of them was my half-sibling. I also befriended Tamika, when she dissapeared I suspected those crooked cops. Sadly, when I investigated the barn, she was already dead. And I learned, while stalking them, that Hanson and Johnny didn't murder this particular one, they just covered it up. Amanda and Greg killed her. At this point, I finally knew what form my revenge would take. I would murder those two, and their fathers, which might include my father, would have to live with that for the rest of their lives. And now, Hanson's already dead, Johnny will spend the rest of his life in prison, and David's life and career are ruined. I'd say my revenge is complete.

Sydney: So why'd you harass Mary?

Amy: A few reasons. As I got to know Mary, it soon became clear that she was nothing like her father. She was a good person, possibly my sister. She deserved to have an alibi of sorts. Besides, I wanted to lure you out, and finally meet my idol.

Sydney: What about them abducting you, how could you possibly control that?

Amy: I called you, hid myself in the barn, then swallowed the ruthenol. A risk yes, but you came through. I know you killed Hanson, but I kind of think I deserve an assist for that kill.

Sydney: Why'd you test Mary with that question?

Amy: A little experiment. Not suprisingly she was willing to give her life to save her ex-girlfriend. Amanda wasn't, she'd rather Greg die than go to prison. The trivia questions were irrelevant, I honestly thought Mary knew that mrs Voorhees was the killer in the first movie. I had a similar test for Greg in mind. But if he was going to murder mrs Landingham, rather than get in trouble for minor vandelism, I think that tells me the kind of person he was.

Sydney: So why do you want to kill me?

Amy: Because you want to die.

Sydney: You think I have a deathwish?

Amy: When I spared Amy, you didn't know I was a serial killer, I could have just been some homophobic troll who stopped short of murder. You came back because you were hoping to finally be put out of your misery. I told you I was done killing, you could have left. Hell, I just begged you to get us out of here.

Sydney: So you're going to kill me now?

Amy: That's up to you. I appreciate your efforts to try and call 911 just now, but I've used a minor EMP to stop it.

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Sydney checked her phone, it was indeed dead. No call had been made to 911.

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Amy: I respct your efforts, I really do. You have two choices. I can just walk away, you can find your way back home. Hopefully I can escape. Obviously Amy is not my real name, nor was Mary my mother's name. I've been careful, I think I have a pretty good chance of getting away even with you going to the police. That's option A. Option B is I kill you and dissapear. I believe you've wanted to die for a long time. But you're afrid tht your suicide will set a bad example to others. All those people you've helped, will they lose hope. But dying like this, trying to heroically stop yet another serial killer. You'd be free, and noone but you and me would ever know. So what's it going to be Sydney. Do you want to live, or do you want to die?

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Sydney was silent. She knew Amy was at least partly correct, she did have suicidal and self-destructive tendancies. But she couldn't bring herself to actually do it herself. Amy began walking away, until Sydney called her back.

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Sydney: You're right, I do want to die.

Amy: I said when I killed you that you would ask me to do it. Ask.

Sydney: Do it, please kill me.

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Amy obliged. She took hr knife and plunged it into Sydney's chest. Sydney knew she was dying, and she felt relief. Amy comforted Sydney as she died, let her know that she'd be at peace very soon. And then Sydney Presscott died in Amy's arms.