CUT TO:

EXT. WOODSBORO COMMUNITY COLLEGE/COURTYARD - DAY

We see the outside of the college. The courtyard flooded with students. Many
of which are probably unaware of the horrors that took place 2 years ago.

Among the students, we see a fairly happy KIRBY REED walking on the
sidewalk, bag over her shoulder, big bug-eyed sun glasses covering her eyes.
Kirby's now (23) long, flowing golden blonde hair. Short but sassy. Attractive as always.
Based on her current presence, you couldn't even tell she's been through hell and back.

Her phone begins to vibrate in her pocket, catching her attention as she stops to
pull it out. She observes the lit up screen, "INCOMING CALL. DYLAN".

Smiling from ear-to-ear, shaking her head, she swipes "ANSWER" and puts the phone
to her ear.

(NOTE: We only see Kirby. Dylan is only heard.)

KIRBY
Kirby's morgue, you kill 'em, we chill 'em.

(ALSO NOTE: Kirby continues walking through the courtyard as she's talking
on the phone.)

DYLAN (V.O.)
(laughs)
Why did I know you were gonna have something
smart-ass to say?

KIRBY
(smirks; acting it out)
'Cause I'm Kirby Reed and that's how I fuckin' roll, boy.

DYLAN (V.O.)
(laughs)
Yeah, okay, fair enough. (beat)
Anyways, where you at right now?

KIRBY
The courtyard. On my way to the auditorium for
rehearsals. Why, what's up?

DYLAN (V.O.)
Ah, no reason. Just wanted to see if you wanted to
maybe grab some lunch in a lil bit?

KIRBY
(smiles)
Hmm, I don't know. What do I get out of this?

DYLAN (V.O.)
What do you get out of this? Well, for starters,
you get to hang with the coolest, most awesome
guy on campus.

KIRBY
(giggles)
And I thought I was self-centered. But that's good
enough buddy. What else you got?

DYLAN (V.O.)
Annnd, lunch is on me of course.

KIRBY
(smirks)
Now you're speaking my lingo.

DYLAN (V.O.)
Sooo, that's a yes, right?

KIRBY
(smiles)
It might be.

DYLAN (V.O.)
Sweet! Alright, well hey I'll just meet up with you
in the auditorium.

KIRBY
Sounds good.

DYLAN (V.O.)
They have this really good place down on
9th street. I was thinking we could...

BEEP. BEEP. Kirby has another call coming in. She stops, takes the phone from her ear,
checking the screen, "INCOMING CALL. UNKNOWN". Her smile fades quick. She puts
the phone back to her ear and continues walking.

KIRBY
Hey Dylan, I gotta go, my mom's calling me...
I'll just meet up with you in a little bit.

DYLAN (V.O.)
Yeah, okay. I'll catch you later.

BEEP. The call ends. Kirby then hesitantly swipes "ACCEPT" on the other call, putting
her ear to the phone. She continues walking.

KIRBY
Speaking...

The voice on the other end responds, sending chills down our spine, knowing
it's the deep, dark, menacing voice of Ghostface.

GHOSTFACE (V.O.)
Hello Kirby... Long time no see...

Kirby removes her sun glasses and places them on her head.

KIRBY
Yeah, I like to keep it that way. Who is this?

GHOSTFACE (V.O.)
Don't you recognize my voice Kirby? I mean how could you
not?

KIRBY
Well, the fact that you're using the most overused
voice in all of cinema history should answer your
question. But hiding behind a voice changer app
doesn't answer mine... So, who is this?

GHOSTFACE (V.O.)
Oh Kirby, Kirby, Kirby... That's too easy. No fun
at all. Wouldn't you rather know what I've been
up to? I thought I would maybe share something
with you...

KIRBY
(rolls eyes)
Like what?

GHOSTFACE (V.O.)
Well, I decided against it. Simply because it
would spoil the surprise. And we know how
everyone hates spoilers... Just keep an eye
out on things.

Kirby stops for a moment.

KIRBY
What's that supposed to mean?

GHOSTFACE (V.O.)
Oh don't worry, I'll let you do your thing.
Consider this your immunity for the time being...
You'll get your chance to play soon enough...

BEEP. The call ends. Kirby looks down at her phone, confused as hell. She then
begins scrolling through her contacts, until she stops on "DEWEY" She hesitates
to select his name, but ultimately decides not to. I guess we can just assume
Kirby doesn't feel the level of urgency is that high.

Kirby looks around, making sure she didn't attract any attention to herself. She
then slides her phone back into her pocket and continues on. Gripping her
back pack strap slightly tighter.

We transition over to -

INT. LAWRENCE MAXIMUM SECURITY PRISON - DAY

A buzzer sounds off. A cell door door opens. A pair of boots step out, chains shackled
around the ankles. From the back of this person, we see their orange prison jumpsuit,
the inmate number, "00325". (NOTE: we never see this persons face in this scene.)

Another door opens, we see Dewey sitting at a table. Lisa stands cautiously behind
him. We're now in -

INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - MOMENTS LATER

The prisoner sits opposite of Dewey. The guards shackle his hands to the table.
Dewey glares at this person. There's only silence for a moment. (NOTE: we
still don't see the prisoner's face just yet.)

DEWEY
There was another attack last night. You wouldn't happen
to know anything about that, would you?

The prisoner leans in out of the dark, revealing JAKE COLLINS (22) long, black hair. rugged
looking. Now has a goatee. Stands around 6'1". Jake plead guilty after admitting his involvement
in the latest murder spree. He now serves 2 life terms in maximum security. 2 years already
served.

JAKE
Can't say I would. I mean I've been rotting in here for the
past 2 years.

DEWEY
What else do you have to lose, Jake? You're already gonna
be stuck in here for the rest of your life. What do you have
to hide? Who are you protecting?

JAKE
You see, that's your problem Dewey. You come here
demanding answers, but really... A simple please wouldn't kill
you.

DEWEY
I'm way beyond asking anymore.

JAKE
You know, I'm kinda starting to like this "new" Dewey.
More broody and less... moody. Maybe we should kill people
you care about more often.

Dewey leans back in his chair, calming himself down.

JAKE
Oooh, still not over it yet?... Come on Dewey, it's been
2 years. I think it's time to move on.

Dewey leans forward, grabbing a folder on the table, opening it up and pulling out
a few photos, that he slides over to Jake.

Jake leans over and looks at the photos. It's crime scene shots of Josh and Nikki from
after the mass carnage.

DEWEY
So, are we back to this again?

JAKE
What am I supposed to be looking at here?

DEWEY
They're dead Jake. Your friends, your partners. What else do you
have to lose?

JAKE
You really wanna know my secret, "sheriff"?

Dewey stares at Jake just as serious as he possibly can. No words.

JAKE (CONT'D)
I never had anything to lose.

Dewey sighs and leans back in his chair.

DEWEY
Well this was pointless. You clearly don't know anything.
Why else would you stall so much?

Jake looks to Dewey with a smug expression.

JAKE
Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

DEWEY
My point exactly... Well, regardless, you're still gonna rot in here
for the rest of your life. Nothing's gonna change that.

Jake leans in slightly, sporting a stupid smirk.

JAKE
That's what you think.

Dewey stands, collects the photos, putting them back into the folder, then puts the
folder in his bag. He and Lisa then leave the interrogation room.

Jake remains, watching the two as they leave, still sporting the same stupid smirk.

CUT TO:

INT. CAMPUS CAFE - DAY

Kirby and DYLAN BAXTER sit across from one another at a table. Dylan is(22) dark
brown hair. Average built. Stands about 5'11". He and Kirby have become good friends
over the past year. Dylan has asked her out on several occasions, but Kirby doesn't like
getting too emotionally attached, because she's worried something bad will happen. Also,
like Kirby, Dylan shares a huge interest in the horror genre.

The two seem to actually be talking about something movie related already.

DYLAN
No, I'm telling you the remake was completely different
from the original. Different characters and everything.

KIRBY
(holding a fry in her hand)
Well that's what remakes are. They break new ground, twist
the original, and generally take whole new routes altogether...
Some better than others.

DYLAN
True, true. I mean we can all agree the H2 remake
was just overall terrible. Like what the hell was Rob
thinking?

Kirby laughs, as well as Dylan.

Meeting them at their table is KIRSTEN KNIGHT (22) long black hair. has a perfect
hourglass figure. She's also quite tall, standing about 5'9". Kirsten works as a waitress
in between her free classes on campus. She also has a bit of a crush on Dylan, but of
course he's too oblivious to realize, because he's so stuck on Kirby.

KIRSTEN
Hey guys.

DYLAN
Sup.

KIRBY
Hey Kirsten. How's the waitress life treating you?

Kirsten sits in the seat next to Kirby.

KIRSTEN
Ugh, I fuckin' hate it... But I don't exactly have the financial stability
to just not have to worry about paying for college... (sighs)
I envy you guys.

DYLAN
Well look at it this way, at least this is the last year you have
to put up with that stupid job.

KIRSTEN
True... I just wish it would pass by a little faster.

KIRBY
(dips a fry in ketchup)
I second that.

DYLAN
(raising his hand)
Third.

KIRSTEN
Yeah, well I'll catch you guys later... Y'all doing
anything tonight?

KIRBY
(sarcastic)
You can always catch my riveting presentation
tonight. Outta' be interesting.

DYLAN
Oh shut up, you're gonna do just fine.

KIRSTEN
Yeah, a little friendly support never hurt. I might
come by there later.

KIRBY
(laughs)
Alright, well don't work too hard.

KIRSTEN
(sarcastic)
Ha. Ha. Very funny. I'll see you guys later.

Kirsten walks away from the table.

Just then, a vibration emits from Kirby's pocket, catching her attention. She pulls her
phone out, seeing a notification for a text message. She curiously unlocks her screen and
opens the message.

The soundtrack thuds!

The message is from an unknown number, reading..."Are You Ready To See My Next Move, Kirby?"

Kirby quickly locks her phone, getting up.

DYLAN
(to Kirby)
Whoa, is everything okay?

KIRBY
Yeah, I just... I gotta go...

Kirby collects her things then storms out of the cafe, leaving Dylan with a puzzled look, full of
confusion.