Lindsey's P.O.V. ~

"You tell me." He says.

"I have no idea." She says, honestly.

"Scary night, isn't it? With the murders and all. It's like right out of a horror movie or something."

I giggle to myself. Randy Meeks. You asshole.

"Aha, Randy, you gave yourself away. Are you calling from work? Tatum's on her way over." Sidney giggles.

"Do you like scary movies, Sidney?" Randy asks.

"I like that thing you're doing with your voice, Randy. It's sexy." Sidney flirts.

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

"Don't start. You know I don't watch that shit." Sidney says, standing and walks around. "Because they're all the same. It's always some stupid killer stalking some big breasted girl - who can't act - who always runs up the stairs when she should be going out the front door. It's insulting." She explains.

"What about your sister?"

"She's always been the Halloween girl, Randy. You know that."

"Are you alone in the house?"

"That is so unoriginal. You know Lindsey is home. You just asked about her. You disappoint me, Randy." Sidney chuckles.

"Maybe that's because I'm not Randy."

My heart beats faster and I swallow hard, looking at Sidney. I stand and look out the window.

"So...who are you?" Sidney asks, glancing at me.

"The question is not who I am. The question is...where am I?" The voice asks.

"So where are you?"

"Your front porch."

Sidney walks over to the window and looks toward the porch.

"Why would you call from my front porch?"

"That's the original part."

I go to the door and sigh, before whispering. "I can't see all the porch."

"Oh yeah. Well, we call your bluff." Sid says.

I walk over and unbolt the door, then unsnag the chain. I peek my head out to see that it's completely empty. I let Sid walk out front of me. She looks around before walking to one end of the porch. I follow behind her, leaving the door open.

"So where are you?" Sidney asks.

"Right here."

She looks toward the bushes.

"Can...can you see us right now?" She asks.

"Uh-huh."

I smirk, before putting my finger up to my nose.

"What is Linds doing then?" She asks, smirking.

The voice doesn't answer and I giggle.

"Good try, Randy. Tell Tatum to hurry. Bye now."

We turn around to go toward the door.

"If you hang up, you both will die just like your mother!" He snaps.

We both stop and I turn toward Sidney.

"Do you want to die, Sidney? Your mother sure didn't."

"Fuck you! You cretin!" She snaps.

She hangs up and we run inside. Sidney quickly closes the door, locking all the locks. The closet door opens and I quickly turn around and scream. A man pushes me into the wall and I smack my head against the corner, sliding down. He goes after Sidney, tackling her to the floor, away from the door.

I quicky stand up and kicks his side, him falling off Sidney. She runs back to the door, realizing she locked the door. He grabs her foot causing her to fall into me. We land back smacking into each other on the floor. I push Sid off to go after the figure but he punches me and I fall. He gets on top of Sidney and pulls out his knife.

I look around and grab a vase that has fake flowers in it. I smack it against his head, causing him to fall off of her. She gets up and runs toward the stairs. I follow behind when the figure grabs me by the leg. I trip and turn to kick him off, but he punches me in the face. I feel my lip split open. I get the chance to kick him off and I take it.

I turn and run up the stairs after Sid. I quickly run into her room and she closes the door. She locks it before pushing her closet door in the way. The figure bangs on the door, pushing it open but the closet door catches it, so it doesn't open all the way. Sid and I scream, in fright. He puts his hand between the door, swinging the knife around, trying to get in.

Sidney runs to her computer and quickly types to FAX MODEN 9-1-1.

It replies back to her. "What's your emergency?"

"HELP KILLER 34 ELM ST."

Just as she presses send, the sounds coming from the door end. We turn to look. We stare at the door just waiting for him. We both jump when we hear something at the window. We look to see Billy climbing in.

"Oh Billy! Please...God" Sidney starts crying.

Billy pulls her in for a hug and holds her tight.

"I heard screaming. The door was locked. Are you okay?"

"He's here. The killer is in the house. He's trying to kill us!" Sidney says, quickly.

He glances up at me, mouthing. "Are you okay?

I nod quickly, licking my lip. I taste the blood and sigh. Sidney pulls from the hug with Billy and something hits the floor. Sidney and I both look down. There...sitting is Billy's cell phone. Sid starts backing up. I look confused. What's the big deal? It's just his cell phone. Sid runs past me, grabbing my arm.

She pulls me to the door.

"Sid? What's going on?!" Billy yells after us.

She unlocks the door, pulling me with her.

"Sid! What-"

She pulls me, causing me to run down the stairs. Billy chasing after us, yelling our names.

Sid runs to the door. "It was him!"

"No it wasn't-" I start to say.

She unlocks the front door, flinging it open. We both scream, seeing the mask of the killer. Dewey puts it down and screams with us.

"It's alright! I found this. Come on!"

We follow him. We get put in an ambulance that came. The paramedics are checking out my freshly forming bruises and lip.

"It wasn't him, Sid. Everyone has a cell phone." I say to her.

"He was there, Linds." She says, looking at me.

"How can someone be in two places at once? He came to see you at the right time. We could have been murdered." I say, looking away.

Dewey and the Sheriff are walking toward us with Billy in handcuffs.

"I didn't do anything! Sid! Where is she? Ask her! Ask Lindsey! I didn't do anything!" Billy is yelling, as they put him in the police car.

I sigh and shake my head. I look as Burke and Dewey walk closer.

"We're seeing a lot of you two today." Burke says.

I look away.

"You gonna be able to come down to the station and talk to us a bit?" Dewey asks, glancing at me.

His eyes widen slightly.

"That bad?" I whisper.

He nods slightly. I sigh and lick my lip again. Tatum pulls up in her red Beetle.

"What happened? Oh God…" She says, running over to us.

Dewey looks at her. "What are you doing here?"

Tatum ignores him and looks at us. "Oh God, Linds. I'm sorry I was late."

I shrug as Dewey says. "You can't be here, Tatum. This is an official crime scene."

"It's okay. She was supposed to pick us up." My sister says.

"Their dad's out of town. They're staying with us." Tatum smarts off.

"Does mom know?" Dewey asks, glancing at me.

I nod.

"Yes, doofus." Tatum rolls her eyes.

"The vultures are coming. Let's get you guys out of here." Burke says.

Sid and I climb down and get into Dewey's police car. We ride to the station, and I sit in a chair next to Dewey's desk. Sid sits next to me with the Sheriff's jacket on. Dewey is trying to contact our father.

"You're sure it was the Hilton?" He asks.

I nod. "At the airport."

"He's not registered. Could he have gone to another hotel?"

Sid rolls her eyes and rubs her mouth. "I don't know. I guess."

"We'll find him, guys. Don't worry." Dewey says.

I feel eyes on us so I turn toward the room they're holding Billy. He's looking back at us.

I sigh and mouth."I'm sorry."

He nods slightly and turns around. I turn around and see Sid has gotten up to go with Tatum on the other side of the room. I look at Dewey.

"It wasn't Billy. He couldn't have been in two places at once. He couldn't have gotten to the window that fast." I whisper.

He nods. "But he was there, Lindsey. He was the only one on the property."

I sigh as Dewey stands up and walks to the Sheriff. Tatum and my sister walk back over to me and I lean against Sid's side as she puts her arm around me.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do more to help you." Sid whispers.

"What you mean?"

"You're all bruised up from trying to save me and I just ran." She sighs.

"Sid, you're my little sister. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you." I smile slightly at her.

I relax my face quickly because of the pain. Tatum starts pacing around us before calling out to Dewey.

"Hey...Dewey. Can we go now?"

"Hold up a sec…" Dewey says, putting a finger up.

She sighs as Dewey continues to talk to Burke. She waits a few more seconds.

"Goddamn it, Dewey." Tatum says, loudly.

"Tatum!" I say, looking up at her.

"What did mom tell you?" Dewey turns to her, embarrassed. "When I wear this badge you treat me like a man of the law."

Tatum gently helps me up and grabs Dewey's jacket.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Dewey-boy, but we're ready to go." She snaps.

Burke whispers something to Dewey before he walks over and points to the back.

"I was talking to my superior!" He whispers.

"The janitor is your superior." Tatum smarts off.

We exit out the back door and look around.

"You guys wait here. I'll get the car." Dewey says, walking around the building.

We wait a few seconds before we hear running. I turn to see Gale Weathers running over with her cameraman.

"Hi, Lindsey. Sidney." Gale smiles, putting her microphone up.

Sidney and I stare at her. This is all too familiar. I hate it.

"Gale." I whisper slightly.