Chapter 5
Darren woke up at the sound of his alarm clock. He got up real slowly out of bed screaming in pain when his leg touched the ground. He forgot that last night he was attacked by some killer. He walked downstairs with his leg limping behind him to discover he was home alone. Darren didn't really think much of the killer since he was only active at night. Darren grabbed a bowl and started to prepare cereal. While he was preparing it he heard a noise near the front entrance of the house.
Darren was unaware of what it might of been so he slowly walked over to the door. He slowly grabbed for the knob and opened it up, when he opened the door a rush of people with microphone's, cameras, and news vans were in front of him.
"Darren Prescott, we heard last night you were attacked by the killer," said one news reporter.
"Darren, what did the killer look like?" said another one.
Darren stood there at the front door looking all confused, he didn't tell anyone about the attack besides Sidney and Dewey, Gale eventually found out but we don't know if anyone was with us.
"Darren, come back here?" said the familiar sound of Dewey's voice.
Darren turned around to see Dewey at the back door.
"How am I gonna get to school? There's reporters everywhere."
"I know just follow me."
Darren made sure no one outside the front door could see him. He grabbed his book bag and followed Dewey to his police car and got in.
"I never knew something like this would make the news so quickly," said Darren.
"Well, it's a small town, and news travels fast around here," said Dewey starting the car.
As the car started Darren put on his seatbelt and they took off out of the garage. As they went around the front entrance Darren and Dewey saw a bunch of reporters looking at the police car and trying to chase after them.
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Ever since school has started pretty much everyone was looking at Darren. They all knew he was a survivor of the ghost face attacker. He grabbed lunch at the lunch line which was a frozen hamburger and small carton of two percent milk. Darren sat down with Gordon and tried to eat.
"Dude, I can't believe you outran that killer!" Gordon said all impressed.
"What's so impressing about it? The killer tried to kill me and I escaped, there's nothing really impressive with what I just said."
"Still, you're on local headlines, people all around the state are talking about you."
"This was one thing I was afraid of when I first got here."
"What would that be?"
"That I would attract to much attention to myself, this is what happens when you're related to a mass murder survivor."
"You know, I don't know why you're not getting into all of this attention, I would love to be in your shoes."
"It's not as fun as you think, during the night in a house, home alone. I have never felt so scared in my life outrunning that killer, I didn't know how many more seconds I had to live."
"I can imagine that, but still you survived."
"Yeah but the killer is still out there, I wonder why the police are having a hard time finding him."
"That's because this like a fifth movie," said Gordon.
"What do you mean by movie?"
"Well, Sidney survived these murders four times, and I think the killer's back for another sequel."
"Okay, so what does that mean."
"It means that since you survived you could be a possible protagonist."
"Okay, that doesn't mean anything it just means that I survived an attack from a killer if it came after me again I'm pretty sure I'll die."
"Well, have it your way, this is real life, not a horror movie."
"Exactly, now can I eat? I'm starving."
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Sidney was working at her office, it had been a while since Sidney has been on a book tour so she decided to settle down and get a real job. She took back her old job of helping people over the telephone. She had been working so many hours and everyone, even Gale was not in the building. Sidney was talking to a client she had for the past three weeks, the client was having problems with her husband and them fighting all the time.
"Thank you very much, call back as soon as you can," said Sidney in a cheery voice.
The line clicked off, Sidney felt like she had a very productive day at work so she grabbed her jacket and purse and was getting ready to leave. She started to walk towards the entrance until her cell phone started ringing. Sidney dug out her phone and picked it up.
"Hello, Sidney Prescott speaking," she said.
"Hello, Sidney, remember me?" said the dark familiar voice.
Sidney felt a giant lump in her throat, it was the ghost face calling her.
"What do you want?" Sidney said angrily.
"I want to talk, it's been a while since we have."
"I'm not talking to you again," she said violently hanging up her phone.
Sidney started running around the entire office, there was no one in the building she didn't see anyone, nobody but her. She started to panic, she knew the pattern of ghost face and how he killed. She started to breathe heavily and her heart was pounding right out of her chest. She started walking at a slow pace until her phone rang again.
"What do you want from me?" She asked.
"I want to see your spleen, liver, and heart!" Shouted ghost face on the other line.
She hung up the phone again and started running toward the entrance, she kept running almost smashing her face into the door and she tried to open it, it was locked. Sidney swore under breath and then the phone rang again.
"Just please go away before I kill you!"
"How about I do it first!" Shouted the killer.
After the line dropped dead the black figure popped out from under a desk and swiped his knife at Sidney. Sidney ducked from the knife and started running away towards the back end of the office. She had no weapon with her but she swung around at a desk and grabbed a keyboard, she knew this wouldn't kill him but hopefully bring him down. The killer finally caught up to her pushing her to the ground she took the keyboard and hit him over the head as hard as she possibly could. The keyboard broke in two but the killer just shrugged it off.
"What do you want?" said Sidney.
"I want another reunion, another sequel!"
The killer started cackling as he stroked his knife across her chest.
"This is the end, Sidney."
The killer pulled up his knife, about to stab her until she kicked him in that one place no one wants to be kicked in. She got up and saw her purse on the ground. She had to call 911. She started running down the aisle of the office but the killer jumped in front of her and he swiped is knife so close to Sidney that she could feel the wind from the knife. She ducked down avoiding all of the killer's attacks and grabbed her purse.
She ran into a nearby utility closet, closed the door, and locked it. She quickly scrambled through her purse to find her phone only to remember that she dropped it on the ground when the killer surprised her. She cursed again after she found out, she knew she had to get it back to call the police.
Sidney quietly opened the door and looked out of it, she didn't see anyone, she started to feel a bit more uncomfortable knowing that the killer could be in any direction she was not facing. She saw her phone laying peacefully on the ground near the front door, waiting for Sidney to pick it up. She mad sure the killer wasn't around when she ran out so she ran out very quickly and grabbed it. She sighed with relief, only the sigh was caught in her throat when the killer popped out surprisingly and tried to stab her, she ducked from the knife and the killer stabbed the door instead. Besides calling 911 she dropped the phone to let it ring so the police would come. After she dialled the number, the killer was gone.
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The police finally came a few minutes later, Darren ran out of the police car Dewey was driving.
"Sidney what happened?" Darren said.
"Same as you it was the killer."
"Are you hurt? Did he stab you anywhere?"
"No he didn't," Sidney said looking down at her cup of hot chocolate.
"I think we should go home."
"No, home isn't safe anymore," she said.
"Then where do we go?"
"We just have to go somewhere else."
That last sentence made Darren confused.