Chapter 13

Jude, Callie, Brandon and Lena were in the kitchen, having dinner.

Stef was at the police station with Mike.

That was the quietest dinner they ever had.

"I think I'm going to sleep." said Jude, standing up.

"What?" asked Lena. "Why so early? You didn't even finish your meal yet. Are you alright?"

"Yes, I just need some rest. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

He left. Everyone watched him go, confusion on their faces.

"I'm gonna go check on him." Callie said, standing up and leaving, too.

"I think I need some fresh air." Brandon said.

It was just Lena now. She sighed and continued eating.

Jude was in his room, laying on his bed.

Callie followed him and sat on the bed.

"Jude, are you sure you are okay?"

"No, I'm not. I just want all of this to end. I don't wanna be a victim anymore. I just wanna get out of this stupid town..."

"Jude... running away gets you nowhere, remember?"

"I know... It'll never be over, will it?"

"Of course it will! We just need to stay together and don't give up on hope."

Something worried Jude when Callie said that they should "stay together". Callie noticed that.

"What's wrong?"

"Where's Mariana?"

"She is in her room. She locked herself in. I quess she is following Brandon's foot steps... Speaking of Brandon, I think I'm going to talk to him, if you don't mind."

"It's okay, you can go. Good night."

"Good night."

Callie switched off all the lights from his room and left. Jude closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep.

Brandon was outside, on the porch, watching the stars from the sky.

Callie joined him.

"It's a beautiful night, isn't it?"

Brandon took notice of her.

"Yes, indeed." he said, looking back up.

"Brandon..." Callie shyly said. "If there's anything you can't tell anyone, you can tell me."

Brandon frowned and looked at her.

"What are you talking about?!"

"I don't know. I was just asking."

"Why me?"

"Well... you aren't acting like yourself since a while ago..."

"You are bringing up that subject again?! Why would you... wait a minute... you don't think that I've done all of these, now do you?"

Callie didn't answer anything. She just looked at him.

Brandon scoffed.

"Great. Now I am the top suspect on this case."

"Brandon..."

"I have to go."

"Where?"

"I'm going at my dad's house, Callie! Big shocker!" he angrily shouted at her before leaving.

Callie sadly sighed.

At the police station, Stef was talking with Mike.

"Ok, I checked the phone records." Mike said. "The text message that Jude received was indeed from Taylor's phone."

"But the possibility of someone using her phone isn't scrapped yet, now is it?" asked Stef.

"No, that's possible, too. Also, I managed to her phone."

Stef raised her eyebrows.

"Really?!"

Mike nodded.

"So, where is it?"

"It seems like it's in the same place where we found Daria's dead body..."

"At the abandoned amusement park." Stef said.

"Yes. We need to go there."

Meanwhile, Jude was sleeping.

Someone slowly opened the door of his room. GHOSTFACE.

He went closer to him and looked at him for a few seconds.

Jude was quietly sleeping. He had no clue that he was in his room.

Then, Ghostface went to a drawer.

On the drawer, there were many photos of him and the family.

Ghostface mysteriously slid the knife across the drawer, until he saw a picture of Brandon, Callie and Jude.

He took it and looked at it.

Ghostface tilted his head, and, with samurai speed...

...HE SPLIT THE PHOTO IN TWO WITH THE KNIFE.

The half with Jude fell on the drawer.

Ghostface closed his fist, taking with him the other half; the one with Callie and Brandon.

He left the room quickly and closed the door shut.

Jude instantly woke up and startled.

He quickly sat up and looked around him.

Nobody was there.

Jude gulped and started breathing heavily in fear. He went to switch on the lights from his room and then he sat on his bed. He couldn't sleep anymore. It seemed like that was going to be a long night.

Later, Callie was in the kitchen with Lena. Lena was drinking some tea.

She offered Callie a cup and she took it.

"Be careful." Lena said. "It's hot."

"Better than being hot and cold."

Lena frowned for a second and then laughed.

"Is that a Katy Perry reference?"

Callie smiled.

"No, no... I was talking about Brandon..."

Lena's smiley face turned into a serious, concerned one.

"He is acting so strange since, well... you know... since the murders started. I don't know what's going on with him. I'm worried."

"We all have our ways of dealing with what we are going through, sweetheart."

Callie sighed.

"Yeah, but he is so distant! Even with me! I have a feeling that he has some secrets hidden from us, or I don't know, things that he feels but he doesn't want to share with others. What's your way of dealing with what we are going through, by the way, mom?"

"Drinking tea to help me sleep better and inner peace." Lena answered with a smile.

Callie and Lena laughed.

"You shouldn't judge him, Callie. You know how sensitive Brandon is."

"Yeah, I know..."

"I think I'm going to bed. Are you coming?"

"No, I think I'll just stay in here for a little while."

"Okay. Good night, honey!"

"Night, mom!"

Lena went upstairs with her cup of tea.

Callie placed down her cup and bent on a counter.

Suddenly...

She heard some noises coming from outside.

Callie looked out a window with carefulness.

She went closer to it.

Callie looked behind her and sneaked outside to investigate the noises.

Outside the house, deputy Steve was making his rounds around the backyard, his flashlight turned on.

He took notice of something in a corner.

Laying on the grass, there was a piece of paper.

Steve kneeled and took it.

On the paper, it was written with what seemed like blood: "BEHIND YOU"

Steve quickly turned around and...

...GHOSTFACE PUNCHED HIM!

He grunted, falling to the ground and dropping his flashlight.

He crawled away from Ghostface in fear and reached for his gun from the pocket.

Ghostface raised his knife.

Steve gasped, his eyes widening in terror.

"No, no please..." he mumbled, shaking in fear.

Ghostface violently shoved the knife into his throat!

When he pulled it out, Steve was already dead.

Ghostface left.

Meanwhile, right in front of the house, deputy Adams was sitting in the front passenger seat of the police car, waiting for Steve.

He was reading a porn magazine.

Suddenly, a person entered the car.

"Finally, you came!" exclaimed Adams. "I thought you are dead!"

He looked at the person who entered the car. It wasn't Steve. IT WAS GHOSTFACE, STARING AT HIM.

Adams laughed.

"Good one, Steve! Where did you get this shit? You look awful in the..."

In a flash, Ghostface pulled out the knife and STABBED ADAMS IN THE STOMACH!

Adams SCREAMED IN PAIN!

Blood spewed as Adams registered surprise. He was shocked. A very unpredictable moment for him.

Ghostface pulled out the knife.

"St...eve...?!" he mumbled in disbelief.

Ghostface shook his head and STABBED HIM AGAIN! Deeper this time.

Adams shrieked.

He looked down and stared at the knife in his stomach in complete and insidious horror.

Ghostface pulled out the knife again.

Adams tried to speak, but spat up blood.

Still alive, his whole body shaking in spasms, Adams slowly opened the door of the car and crawled out of it.

He rolled towards the car and began crawling away slowly, grunting in pain, his arms giving way and he fell face-first to the ground, his stomach stab wound slowly overcoming him.

Ghostface turned on the car engine and headed right at him...

...RUNNING ADAMS OVER!

Adams was now trapped underneath the car, barely alive.

Ghostface got out of it and went to him, stabbing him multiple times, until he killed him.

Callie was in the kitchen, drinking from her tea and reading a newspaper.

She heard some foot steps approaching the house.

She took a kitchen knife and slowly approached the front door.

She opened it...

...revealing Stef!

Callie startled.

"I'm sorry I scared you." Stef said. "I just wanted to make sure that you are alright."

"Yes, mom, we are all fine."

"Where's Jude?"

"He's sleeping."

"Mariana?"

"She is probably sleeping, too."

"What about Brandon?"

"He went to Mike's house." Callie said, rolling her eyes. "Again."

"And mom?"

"She is in her room."

Stef nodded.

"Where are Adams and Steve? I didn't see them in their car." asked Stef.

"I don't know."

"Okay, you stay out of trouble."

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Mike located Taylor's phone. He said that maybe this will help in finding her. Who knows, maybe she is still alive. I hope so."

"I hope so, too."

"I have to go. I'll see you later, okay?"

Callie nodded and closed the door, locking it.

Meanwhile, Mariana and Emma were still at the abandoned amusement park.

"Ok, we looked everywhere for any other clues." said Mariana, exhausted. "We didn't find anything else."

"Does this mean that we can go home now?" asked Emma.

"Of course. Not."

Emma gave Mariana a look. Really?!

"We can't give up so easily, Emma! We didn't even enter the fun house yet."

This sent chills down Emma's spine.

"The fun house?!" she asked in fear.

"Yes. You heard me."

"No way I'm going there."

"I thought we were supposed to stick together!" exclaimed Mariana.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this. Would you mind if I just... guard it from outside?"

Mariana sighed.

"Ok, fine. Scream if you see anything. I am armed."

Emma frowned in confusion.

"What?!"

Just then, Mariana took out from her pocket a gun.

Emma looked in surprise as Mariana smiled at her.

"Where did you get that?!"

"There are benefits when your mom is a police officer." she said with pride.

Emma laughed.

"Wish me good luck." Mariana said.

"Good luck."

She slowly entered the fun house, as Emma remained outside, looking around everytime she heard the slightest sounds.

The fun house was huge and the atmosphere from inside was kinda creepy.

The entrance was filled with giant clown heads that spat out smoke from their mouths when you approached them.

Mariana startled and rolled her eyes.

She kept walking, until she reached a room full of mirrors.

Mariana looked around. She was starting to be afraid.

The only thing that Mariana didn't know was the fact that GHOSTFACE WAS BEHIND HER, AT JUST A FEW CENTIMETERS AWAY, STARING AT HER AND NOT MOVING AT ALL.

Jude was sitting on his bed.

Suddenly, he received a message from an unknown person.

It was a video.

Jude frowned and tapped the "Play" button.

What he saw shocked him.

It was a video of Mariana, filmed from behind her. She was slowly walking around the mirror room, gun drawn.

The camera turned around, revealing Ghostface's mask.

Jude gasped.

Ghostface tilted his head and covered the screen with his gloved hand.

The video ended.

Just then, he received a text message. "Will you be able to save her in time?"

Another message. "Or will she join Jesus? It's up to you."

Jude's eyes widened.

A few minutes later, Mariana couldn't find anything in the fun house. Ghostface wasn't inside it anymore.

Just as Mariana was about to leave...

...SHE HEARD EMMA SCREAMING FROM OUTSIDE!

Without wasting any time, Mariana raced there, and paled.

Ghostface stabbed Emma in the shoulder from behind her, as she looked at Mariana with teary eyes.

"R-run..." Emma managed to let out.

Mariana shook her head and shot with the gun. The bullet hit a window from the fun house. It shattered to pieces.

Emma screamed and Ghostface ran away.

Mariana chased him, but Ghostface was already gone. She breathed heavily while frustratedly running a hand through her black hair.

Then she ran back to Emma, holding her stab wound with both her hands.

"It's going to be okay..." Mariana said, crying. "Put pressure on it."

"Is he gone?"

"Yes." Mariana said with regret.

Just then, they saw Jude arriving at the amusement park in a big hurry.

"Oh my god, Mariana!"

He raced to her and hugged her.

"I'm so glad you are okay!" he shouted.

"Jude, what are you doing here?!"

"The killer sent me a video. He was stalking you. He threatened me that he was going to kill you if I won't arrive here in time."

"But he got her instead." said Mariana, looking worried at her injured friend.

"Oh my god..." mumbled Jude, feeling mercy for Emma.

Just then, they heard a police siren approaching the park.

A police car pulled to a stop and Mike and Stef got out of it.

They frowned when they noticed them.

"What are you all doing here?!" asked Stef, going to them. "And what happened to her?!"

"The killer was here." said Mariana.

"I'll call an ambulance." said Mike, taking his cell phone and dialing 911.

"What are you doing here?!" asked Jude.

"We managed to locate Taylor's phone." Stef said.

Jude lit up hearing this.

"SO, WHERE IS IT?!" he asked, desperation in his voice.

"The signal says that it's behind the ferris wheel."

"What are we waiting for?! Let's go!" Jude exclaimed.

They all ran there.

When they arrived, everyone gasped in shock, horrified by what they saw.

Jude's jaw dropped, his face turning pale.

Taylor was hanging from the top of the ferris wheel, a noose around her neck. Her body had been slit down the middle, and her insides were hanging down and around Connor's neck.

Everyone SCREAMED!

Jude dropped to his knees, bursting out into tears.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he cried, hysterically.

A/N: That was chapter 13. Just one more chapter and the killer will be revealed. Or was the killer already figured out?! Reviews appreciated.