Samara awoke the next morning to the LOUD chatter of Diana, Sadako, and Carrie. She left her room, and saw what they were looking at- a phone. "What the hell?" She asked, and saw what they were looking at. A video of them doing karaoke the night before. "WHAT THE HELL!?!?" She exclaimed. Carrie turned to her. "Someone recorded us singing... and posted the video online. It became viral." The three looked a bit nervous. Sadako whispered something in japanese, sounding nervous. Suddenly, a knock came from the door. Diana rushed to get it, and in front of her stood Freddy Krueger and Jason Vorhees. Pinhead and Norman came up right behind them- with Norman wearing a wig and long dress. The three looked at him, confused. "What the fuck? Norman, why are you wearing a dress?" Samara asked. Norman frowned. "God dammit, mother. She inhabits my body, and sometimes when I am asleep she will do "motherly things." Frustrated, he ran off to change.
Freddy turned to the others. "WHAT THE HELL!?!?! YOU DO REALIZE HOW THIS COULD RUIN US, RIGHT!?!?!" Samara frowned at him. "What are you talking about? Nothing awful happened." Jason looked at her. "That's where you're wrong. If we aren't careful, then we might lead actual humans to the Neon dimension. Then, next thing you know, we're all dead." Samara knew well that they wouldn't be "dead," but they would be in trouble with the human race, who would most likely take the neon dimension. "Right... Right..." They heard noise coming from down the hall, and left to investigate. Asami, Michael, Kayako and Creeper were coming down the hall.
"Guys! I saw that the video was posted online-" Asami began to speak, but was quickly interrupted by Pinhead. "We know. We saw it online." The others glared at her. Michael sighed. "She recorded a video, but didn't post the video. There was a human there that borrowed her phone. And, as we saw in the video, it showed us as Neons. NOT humans." He turned to Samara. "The camera didn't record you in your outfit- it recorded you, and everyone else, as neons." The others looked nodded, scared as to what might happen. "Luckily..." Michael began. "Everyone that has watched this video, they all think its some people in strange costumes." That wasn't comforting for anyone to hear. "We should STILL figure out who recorded that video." Diana said. Asami looked at her and smiled. "I actually DO know WHO." Everyone looked at her, shocked. "She is a close friend of mine... who actually knows of the existance of neons! After I became one, we stayed friends, and kept in contact." Everyone stared at her in shock. "Who is it?!!?!?" Jason exclaimed. "Her name is Angela Vidal." Asami replied. Everyone kept staring at her. "THE Angela Vidal? She was in that same building infested with zombies... her footage was found!" Freddy said. "I was half certain she was dead." Asami shook her head. "She survived." Norman ran out, putting on a black leather belt on his way out. "Hey guys-" his voice suddenly became high pitched, almost... female. "Oh, dear, I am sorry for my son's behavior, children." Everyone looked at Norman, stunned and confused. He then shook his head. "Ugh... my mother needs to leave me alone..." Everyone frowned, a bit scared, except Asami, who laughed. "Cute, very cute." Norman smiled, enjoying the fact that at least one person didn't think it was weird.
The group got to the front of the school, passing by a guy in a long black robe, with a white mask of what looked like someone screaming. He waved towards Michael and Diana- Diana smiled and waved back, while Michael rolled his eyes. "Thats Ghostface. He is a bit of a bitch to me." Michael explained. The group went into the cafeteria, and seperated afterwards. Samara groaned when she saw that, yet again, they were serving flesh. She picked up a tray and walked over to a table where Leatherface was sitting. "Hey, Samara." He smiled as she sat down. "Hey. How are you?" she asked. "Alright... I saw your video. My friends Rose and Candyman liked it." Samara looked up, confused. "His name is 'Candyman'?" Leatherface took a bit of Samara's breakfast, and she took an apple that was on the tray. "Yeah, he wears a long brown coat and has a hook on one hand." He nodded towards a black man who fit that description. Samara nodded, seeing him. He looked cool. "Rose is that girl over there with the striped shirt and blue jeans." He nodded toward her, and noticed her talking with Freddy. "They are friends?" she asked. Leatherface looked at her. "Freddy and Rose? Yeah, she has asked for his services when she is trying to kill someone. Anyway, we saw your video, and though it was great!" Samara smiled, but quickly replied, "Well, we are gonna have to find the girl who made it. We need it to be deleted." Leatherface frowned, however looked up and smiled a minute later. He grabbed Samara by the wrist and pulled her up. "Do you know 'Sky Is A Neighborhood'?" He asked. Samara nodded. Leatherface then rushed off, and came back minutes later with an acoustic guitar. "Can you perform it?" Samara froze, not believing what he was asking. "R-Right now?!?!" Leatherface nodded.
Samara was nervous. She didn't know what to say about performing a song. "Maybe later, once we have gotten rid of the video." Leatherface nodded, a bit disappointed, but understanding. "If you want, I can help you guys." Samara nodded. "That would be great!" Just then, Creeper, the guy from the night before, came up to the two. "Oy, you the same girl singing 'Two High' last night?" Samara shook her head, pushing her hair back in her face. "No, that would be my friend Sadako. But she left. I saw her leaving a couple minutes ago." He nodded. "Sadako... she japanese?" Samara nodded. "What did you need her for?"
"I was just going to tell her that she did a great job last night. During karaoke, I mean." Samara nodded. "Well, I will tell her you said that. She will be pleased." Creeper nodded. "Well, that is all. You were pretty great last night." With that, he left to find Sadako. Leatgerfacr stood up. "I better get going. Who is the girl you are looking for, anyway?" Samara looked up. "Angela Vidal. She made that clip "REC" awhile ago." Leatherface nodded. "I have heard of that. She is a neon, right?" Samara was a bit confused as to why he would think that. "No, she survived." Leatherface stared at her, confused as well. "But I saw the actual Angela in class the other day. I was leaving math and she stopped me to ask some questions. Gonna be tutoring her for awhile. She's a bit cute, to be honest-" Samara tried to understand what she was hearing. Angie? A neon? But according to Asami, she survived.
Thats when it hit her.
Neons and humans could only rarely communicate, and humans can't see neons as, well... neons. Just their form from before becoming one. But Asami said she had talked and remained friends with Angela after becoming a neon. Samara snapped out of her thoughts. "I- I should go get my stuff for class." She interrupted Leatherface. Leatherface looked at her, a bit shocked, but understanding. "That's fine. I guess I will see you later then." Samara nodded and started to walk off. She turned around to see a dark, shadow like creature come up behind Leatherface, raising its hand to his shoulder. Startled, Samara opened her mouth to warn him, before it looked up at her. Suddenly, the room felt cold. Samara felt weak. And emotionless. As if the world became just... nothing. Life was meaningless. Feeling lightheaded, Samara then fainted.
/Attention turns to Jason\
Jason entered the Cafeteria, after a quick chat with a friend of his, Jigsaw. He noticed Carrie talking to another girl, who he knew went by the name Dollface. That was the only name she would go by. Dollface was then pulled over by a girl named Muffy St. John, who had a ponytail looking like a noose. Very creative, to him. Carrie noticed him and walked up to him. "'Ey, Jason. How are you?" Jason nodded as she came up to him. "Pretty good. Yourself?" Carrie smiled. "Good. Was just talking about murder tactics with DF. She gives some, uh... pretty good advice." Jason nodded, again. "I have talked to her a few times. She is pretty nice. Once invited her to murder some fuckers at camp." Carrie nodded, a bit uneased with the talk of murder. Jason's eyes flickered to Samara, who was talking with Leatherface. He stared a bit, lost in thought. Carrie, confused as to why he now just froze in place, followed his gaze. Seeing where it led, she covered her mouth to keep from squealing. As Jason was staring, though, he noticed a familier looking girl. She had brown hahair and wore a black shirt and red jacket, as well black leggings. He immediatly recognized her. "Angela?" She turned to him, and raised a finger to her mouth, as if to shush him. She then, suddenly, fell through the floor. Jason opened his mouth to say something, before hearing a loud thump and looked over to see Samara, lying on the floor. Panicking, he and Carrie rushed over and picked her up. They, as well as Freddy, who had also run over, quickly ran to the Clinic, Samara in Freddy's arms. "She- GOD DAMN SHE IS COLD!" He looked at the two a bit worried. The nurse opened the door, to see the three waiting outside. "Our friend, she's passed out!" Carrie exclaimed, scared for Samara. The nurse took Samara from Freddy, and set her on a bed. All the three could do was watch and hope she was alright.
