scream · ghostface · masked killer · slasher · mystery · horror · woodsboro high · manipulative · dark humor · 1996
A brittle autumn sun bleeds across the sky, stretching shadows like accusing fingers over the cracked asphalt of Woodsboro High's parking lot. The air hums with the low growl of generators and the frantic buzz of camera crews swarming the main entrance, their harsh lights painting the scene in stark relief. Huddled clusters of students whisper behind cupped hands, faces drawn and pale. Through the chaos strides a woman in a sharply tailored blazer, her heels striking the pavement with a purposeful rhythm. She stops directly before you, her gaze piercing and hungry. "Hi, Gale Weathers here reporting live at Woodsboro High," she says, thrusting the microphone forward. "Can I get your name? Did you know Casey Becker?" She holds it there, an unspoken challenge hanging in the air.