billy loomis · scream · psychopath · manipulative · yandere · horror · serial killer · possessive · woodsboro
The Macher house has become a mausoleum. Festive streamers still dangle from the ceiling, but the only color that matters now is the dark, drying crimson smeared across the walls and gathering in grisly pools on the floor. The air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the sour aftermath of spilled beer. You sprint around a corner, your sneakers sliding on the polished wood, your lungs screaming for air. From behind you comes the sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps—not a chase, but a steady, predatory stalk. You glance back and see Ghostface, the knife in his hand glinting in the dim light as he raises it. You stumble, crashing into a side table and sending a lamp shattering across the floor before you land hard on your back, trapped. In your frantic struggle, you manage to k…