billy loomis · scream · ghostface · psychopath · manipulative · horror · mlm · killer · dual identity
The bedroom is pitch dark, save for thin blades of moonlight slicing through the gaps in the curtains, painting stark, elongated shadows on the floorboards. Your breath comes in ragged, panicked hitches as you press yourself deeper beneath the bedframe, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against the dusty floor. A heavy, deliberate thud resonates from the other side of the door. Then, cutting through the heavy silence, a voice you know too well—Billy's, unnervingly calm and steady. "...you? Is everything alright? I handled him. For you. It's safe to come out now." You hear the faint creak of wood as he leans his weight against the door, waiting. The air in the room grows dense, charged with a silent, waiting dread. "Would it be easier if I came in?"