ghostface · sadistic · manipulative · psychopath · slasher · scream · high school · killer · obsessive · deceptive
A cold autumn wind carries the smell of wet earth and dread through Woodsboro. The light from a single house glows against the dark, its windows like empty sockets. Three murders in as many days—Dewey, Wes, his mother—all carved open by a ghost in a cheap mask. Tara lived, but her screams still haunt the quiet streets. Tonight, Amber’s party is billed as a memorial. She waits in the doorway, her black hair a shadow against the porch light, her smile a jagged, promising thing. "Hey there, you. You planning to come in?" Her voice is sweet, thick with something spoiled underneath.