What a terrible night.

  I sat on the cold floor in terror, unable to take my eyes off the black figure in front of me. Like a giant rock, he dominated me with his standing still. His white mask portrayed a shrieking expression, as if it was taken from Skrik, a stunning artwork from Norway.

  Ghostface

  In his hand was a red-stained knife, which he had used to stab three other people at the party a few minutes before. The sound of police sirens echoed in the distance, my ears were burning from the interlaced noises, not knowing how long I had been staring at him.

     "Not yet."

  That was all he said, in a low rough tone that only made me feel worse than relieved. Damn, that was all he left behind, the bloody scene he had presented before my eyes as if he wanted to torment me and then he disappeared through the window.

  Shards of glass cracked on the floor, a few pieces pinned to my palms, the weekend party had turned into a mess.

Three hours earlier.

  I wore a deep (F/C) dress, tightened to every curve on my body. On my feet were those high heels having the same color as the dress.

  I had just moved in with Tiff in her apartment yesterday, she helped me with a few packages, and it was not much since I did not plan to stay for long either.

  Hardly when I got out of my room, a slight knock drove my attention to the main door. Tiff's voice came before I could check out who it was.

      "Come in!"

  After a click, the wooden door was wide open. Stood there a charming guy, if my memory had been right then this should be Jake Gwinnett.

      "Are you guys ready?"

  Jake had promised to escort Tiff, so obviously I had to sit in the backseat. As soon as we got in the car, Jake beamed at Tiffany and kissed her lightly on the lips, both of them giggling as if they had forgotten my presence. I shook my head, chuckling.

  We stopped in front of Mike's house, a massive apartment in town, and from where we were standing, I could still hear the loud music inside. As soon as I pushed the door, I was overwhelmed by the noise and the strong scent, mixed with the smell of alcohol that I was unable to consume. I never showed any interest in those parties like this, but Mike did, he could spend the whole week just drowning in heavy drinks and drugs. So I always pushed myself to attend those parties just to please him, I sometimes did not know why I would do so much for him. Has he ever returned my attempts? Did he even have any feelings for me?

  He is my boyfriend, yet, connection seemed to have been lost between us for a while now.

  As I was immersed in my own thoughts, I spotted Mike standing in the living room, laughing and joking with his pals. Pushing through the dense crowd, I finally caught up with him.

      "Y/N, you're here, I'm sorry I couldn't come pick you up."

      "It's okay. I went with Tiff and her friend."

  Before I could finish, Mike wrapped his arm around my waist, pulled me close to him, then placed a quick kiss on my cheek. The smell of alcohol disturbed me, he was drunk, and there was another strange scent laying around his neck that I could not figure out from where. I assumed that Mike had changed his deodorant spray, the one he wanted to use to impress me.

  Or another girl.

  Why was I starting to doubt everything like this? It might be because of what that guy had warned me about.

  Be careful.

  I should have taken the warning seriously, even though I don't believe in coincidence. As the party went on a few minutes later, a sudden silence came up, then some loud noise attracted my attention as if everyone was laughing. Curiosity as I might be, I looked toward the openned main door, where stood a man with the infamous white mask. The guy who was just standing nearby, a member of the baseball team, Jacob, hand in hand with his girl Amanda, started to tease that man.

      "Dude, isn't it still too early for Halloween?" followed by more laughter.

  As Jacob evokingly smirked at the man, I saw Amanda and her friends started to pour beer on that man. Whoever behind that mask obviously did not appreciate this, but it seemed like he was waiting for something or someone. One thing I had never expected is the knife the man took out after his eyes laid on me, then he returned to Jacob, swung the knife toward his throat.

      "Woah, chill dude, it was just a joke." Jacob smiled nervously, he waved both of his hands like he was harmless.

  Obviously, the man with the shrieking mask did not take it as a joke. Or should I say, that man who might be the one and only Ghostface, did not even burst out a word, he remained the knife pinning close to Jacob's throat. Amanda showed her strong disapproval in what the man was doing to her boyfriend, she pushed the man back then evoked him.

      "That's all? A stupid threatening? what a baby." Amanda put on a provocative smile.

  No one here ever expected that smile could spread for only a second before a sharp knife cut through her mouth, making it wide open with blood pouring out all over the place like a red wine fountain. Jacob was the next victim, others started to panickingly scream and ran off, some were too scared to act quickly, blood stained on their face as they stood dead in their place. I could not even cry out a word or move a muscle, I was motionless when everyone had passed me harshly, pushing me down to the cold ground.

  That man, Ghostface, caught a girl who was struggling to get out of his grip, then dragged her in front of me, stabbed her multiple times right before my eyes, blood was leaking out from her chest when he took a picture of her with his camera. The flashlight almost made my eyes blur from its whiteness.

      "Hello there."

  There came his deep rough voice, rumbling in my head like a worst nightmare.

      "Much as I want your pretty face drained in pure blood, but not now." he continued as he walked toward me with a knife still in his tight grip, his raspy voice kept stirring my mind.

    "Not yet."

  Before he vanished through the window, I caught him swiping blood away from the stained blade with his leather glove. A sudden loud bang exploded behind me, police rushed in with guns and started searching each corner of the house, my eyes kept locking on the floor when a policewoman and a paramedic approached me, they covered me with a soft blanket and helped me get up. Everything happened in a flash like an old horror movie.

  When I walked out, all the party participants were there with their eyes covered in complete fear. Tiff rushed over to hug me, it was not until then did I realize I was shaking, Mike hurriedly came over and tried to calm me down.

      "Thank god you're still fine." and then he kissed me lightly on the forehead as soon as Tiff let go of me.

      "What kind of lunatic would do such a thing?" Tiff's eyes were filled with tears, choking and anger in her voice.

  I could not burst out a single word but simply shook my head, I was too exhausted to even move my lips, fear had taken away all the strength from my body. Jake took us home, that night passed slowly like my most gruesome nightmare.