Scream-The Alternate Version

Chapter Fifteen: The Terror Begins

The sex is over...and both Sid and Billy are dressing respectively. That post-sex awkwardness doesn't exist between these two. She has seen him naked and vice versa. There are no secrets between them when it comes to sex. Billy wanted to try the other parts to sex but chose to wait until Sidney was ready to explore it a bit more. He put on his shoes. He moves over to the bed where Sidney is.

"You ok?" Billy asks her.

"Yeah." Sidney said smiling. She brushes her hair out as her eyes come to rest on the telephone on the nightstand...it puzzles her as a stark revelation crosses her face. She turns to Billy who sits on the floor, putting on his shoes. "Who did you call?"

"What?" Billy asks.

"When you're arrested-you're allowed one phone call? Who did you call?" Sidney asked wondering.

"I called my mom." Billy told her.

"Your mom?"

"Yep. I called my mother. We still keep in contact, Sid." Billy said to her.

"I know. I just find it odd that you'd call your mom and not your dad." Sidney to him.

"No, Sheriff Burke called my dad. I was able to call my mom." Billy said to her.

"What did she say?" Sidney asked.

"She first asked me if I was ok. I said yes and that I was in jail for something I didn't do. She said when she saw me she'd kick my ass." Billy said laughing. Sidney chucked to.

"That sounds like your mom." Sidney said to him.

"You don't still think it was me do you?" Billy asked her.

"No, but if it were you, that would have been a very clever way to throw me off

track. Using your one phone call to call me so I wouldn't think it was you." Sidney said.

Billy stands up then leans over the bed to face Sidney. He kisses her lips softly. Sidney couldn't help but love him.

"What do I have to prove to you that I'm not a killer?" Billy asks her. Sidney doesn't know how to respond.

Sidney sees the figure immediately, screaming. Billy tries to calm her, oblivious to the advancing of the ghost masked figure.

"BILLY WATCH OUT!" Sidney shouts. Billy turns and is met with the knife of ghost masked figure. He's stabbed three times in the abdomen. Sidney cries out for him.

"SSSSIIIIDDDD." Billy tries to say but falls forward on the bed.

"BILLY!." Sidney cries out. She has as red crimson splatters across her face. Billy's blood no doubt. She stands numb scared to death. Only when the ghost masked figure takes a step forward does Sidney break. She takes off like a rocket…leaping over the bed and out the door. Sidney tears out the door and down the hall, coated in Billy's blood.

The ghost masked figure catches up with her, grabbing hold of her collar. She pulls away from him…her shirt ripping a little. She runs to the next room with the ghost masked figure behind her. She opens the door slamming it against the ghost figure as he goes down. This allows her some time to get to the storage room. She closes the door but see no lock. She uses the surf board as a way to block the door. She then begins looking for an exit. She sees a window and runs to it. Meanwhile, the ghost masked figure has recovered and is trying to get into the storage room. Sidney hears the banging by the ghost figure. Seeing the news van, Sidney sees relief.

"Help me somebody." She shouts. She tries to pull the window open but can't causes its locked. She runs back towards the door but the ghost masked figure has nudged the

door open. Sidney sees this and tries to find another way out. She sees the other window and rushes to it. She is able to open it and climbs out.

"Somebody help me." She calls out but suddenly is grabbed by the ghost masked figure. They both struggle before he lets her go. Sidney falls back landing on the boat. She climbs off the boat falling onto the ground. She stands up looks up at the window she has fallen from but finds nothing. The ghost figure is gone. She sees the news van and runs to it. She bangs on the door.

On a long deserted country road, a single flashlight can be seen in the distance. It beams ahead, the only light in the black night. Gale and Dewey can be heard.

"So is Dewey your real name?" Gale asks.

"Dwight. Dewey was something I got stuck with a long time ago." Dewey said to her.

"I like it. It's…sexy."

"Nah…it's just this town's way of not taking me serious." Dewey said to him.

"What about Gale Weathers? I sound like a meteorologist…" Gale said. They both are walking closely side by side flirtatiously. Gale is surprising nervous. "People treat me like the Antichrist of television journalism."

"I don't think you're so bad." Dewey said. Gale smiles.

"I that's cause you kind of like me." Gale teased knowing full well that Dewey likes her. The guys was smitten.

Dewey blushes. He starts to say something when headlights appear behind them. They both spin as two cars loaded with kids come racing right at them.

"Hey slow down, stop, freeze." Dewey said trying to get their attention but nothing. Dewey grabs Gale and pushes her off the road... just as the cars speed by, oblivious to them. Gale lands face up with Dewey right on top of her. He steals a glance in her eyes before rolling off her.

"You ok?" Dewey asked Gale.

"Yeah." Gale said to him. Dewey kissed her passionately.

"I'm sorry. I'm still a duty." Dewey said to her. Gale laughed.

Gale turns her head and spots the car not too far from them.

"Is that what you're looking for?" She asked.

"My whole life." Dewey responds Gale smiles and turns his head. Dewey looks to where Gale points. He finds the flashlight and aims it into the bush. The tail end of the car is just visible. "Damn." Dewey cursed.

"What?" Gale asked following him.

"It's Neil Prescott's car." Dewey told her.

"Sidney's father?" Gale asked.

"What's he doing here?" Dewey asked. "We gotta get back. Jesus. He's here. What the fuck is he doing here?"

Randy continues to watch TV. He is now sloppy drunk, completely involved in the movie on the screen. He has no idea that the ghost masked figure is behind him. Scary music swells, filling the room.

"No, Jamie. Look behind you! Watch out! Behind you!" Randy said. And if he followed his own advice, he would see the Ghost masked figure that stands directly behind him holding a knife poised.

Kenny finishes off a soda and crushes the can in his hand. He tosses it to the floor when a movement from the monitor catches his eye. He hears Sidney screaming.

So did the ghost mask figure who turns his attention towards the door. Then leaves out the front door.

"Help me please." Sidney screams as the door slides open to reveal a bored Kenny. "Help me please the killer is out there. He's after me." She said to him.

"What's going on?" Kenny asks.

"The killer is after me." Sidney said to him.

"Shit." Kenny said.

"What?" Sidney asked unknown to her that when Gale was in the house she had planted a camera in the book shelf under the television. They could see everything. Including the ghost masked figure stalking Randy. On the monitor is Randy, still on the couch, engrossed in the movie. Directly behind him...the ghost. Kenny does a double-

take. No fucking way. He watches as the ghost stands still, unmoving, knife raised.

"We have a thirty second delay. Behind ya kid." Kenny said as if Randy could hear him.

"RANDY!" Sidney shouted.

"I gotta go help him." Kenny said as he slid the door to the news van open to reveal the ghost masked figure standing there. The ghost masked figure slit Kenny's throat. Sidney watched horrified. Kenny falls to the ground. The ghost masked figure sees Sidney's vulnerable and tries to attack her. He's able to stab her as she forces the door to the news van closed. Sidney slides out the back from a small compartment and escapes.

Gale and Dewey come running up the drive, frantic. Neither know what has happened so far.

"Get in the van and call for help." Dewey tells Gale who nods.

"Ok." Gale said as they split up. Dewey heads towards the house and Gale heads towards the van. She slides the door open. Kenny is nowhere in sight. "Kenny! Camera! Quick!."

The van is empty. "KENNY!" She shouts for him. Gale gets into the driver seat of the van. She picks up the cell phone and dials appears by the side of the van. Startled, Gale hits him with the cell. Randy falls to the ground screaming. Gale starts the van. She notices that the windshield has looks red. She tries to wipe it off but it doesn't come off. She turns on the windshield wipers and realizes it's blood. Gale is terrified. She puts the car in drive and begins driving but stops short. Kenny's body pops down onto the windshield. Gale is screams.

"Shit! Kenny, I'm sorry but get the fuck off my van." She screams then drives off. Gale and Dewey come running up the drive, frantic. Gale spins the van around, onto the road, hits the gas madly, gaining speed just as...Sidney appears in the middle of the road, drenched in blood, very much resembling a young Sissy Spacek. Gale swerves to miss her, but she turns too sharp and the van veers off the road at top speed...flipping over on its side, sliding off into the thick foliage.

Sidney races to where the van lay on it's side. Sidney peers through the windshield...Gale's body lay limp and bloody. SIDNEY CRIES OUT, turning, limping to the driveway.

"DEWEY!" Sidney screams crying. "Dewey!" She cries out again. The Dewey stumbles out.

"Sidney." He said stumbling forward.

"Dewey." Sidney said relieved to see him. Her relief turns into terror again as he falls to the ground. Then…the ghost masked figure appears from inside the house. The figure removes the knife from within Dewey's back. Sidney backs up and runs towards Dewey's patrol car, then climbs in it. The ghost masked figure follows her trying to get into the patrol car. Sidney does her best to lock the doors. Sidney leaps on it, holding the lock button down, making it impossible to unlock. Her face is pressed against the

glass...inches from the MASKED FIGURE. Sidney frantically looks for the keys. The ghost masked figure taps the window of the driver side of the patrol car. Sidney sees him. The ghost masked figure dangles the keys in her eyes. Then ghost masked figure disappears, dropping down below the window, out of view. Sidney moves to the center of the jeep, trying hard to listen over her own rapid breathing, every sound amplified. The

lock turns on the other side. Sidney leaps over and holds it down, securing it. This is beyond nerve-racking. Sidney is certifiable. Her eyes spot the police radio for the first time. She grabs the mouthpiece and hits the switch. "Help! Please! I'm at Stu Maker's house on Turner Lane. It's 261 Turner Lane. Please, hurry, HE'S GONNA KILL ME!" She shouts into the mouth piece.