I lay in my dorm, staring at the empty bed on the other side of the room. I feel numb.

I remeber how I had shouted at my roommate in the cafeteria, how I had told her I hoped the killer would get her. I can't help but feel somewhat responsible for her death.

As Sidney had said whoever is doing this is targeting me in particular, but I can't understand why. I've never done anything to anybody.

I've kept to myself for the last week or so, quietly going to my classes and avoiding socialization. I thought if I stayed away from everybody, maybe nobody else would get hurt.

I hear a quiet tap at my door. I wrap my pillow around my head, I refuse to answer it.

But they are persistent.

I get up and hesitantly open the door, peeking through a small crack. It's Sidney and Hallie.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"We're here to take you out shopping!" Hallie grins.

"I'd prefer not." I groan.

"You haven't been yourself lately. I think it's time you have some fun." Sidney pushes my door open. "Now get dressed!"

I step back and they barge their way into my room.

"You can't let this person control your life, Lila." Sidney lays a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"You're right..." I clench my fists. "Alright! I'm going to have fun today!"

"That's more like it!" Hallie claps in excitement.

I quickly pull on a tshirt, a pair of overall shorts and some doc martens before heading out the door.

***

I flip through the clothes on the rack. There wasn't much to peak my interest, but I did pick up a couple of pairs of skinny jeans- you can never have too many pairs.

Sidney didn't have much luck either, but somehow Hallie managed to find an armful. Sweaters, skirts, dresses, tops, all in soft pastel colors.

There were two dressing rooms, one was locked.

"You can go first, Hallie."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, you have the most stuff." Sidney agrees. "We'll wait our turn."

"Okay!" She runs excitedly into the booth, locking the door behind her.

"So Lila..." Sidney looks at me with concern. "How are you holding up... like really?"

"I'm alright I guess..." I sigh.

"I've been in similar shoes, you know you can always talk to me right?"

"I know..." I smile. "Thanks Sid."

She wraps an arm around me, pulling me into a side hug.

"Hey, you dressed yet? We wanna see." She shouts to Hallie.

She doesn't answer, but I can hear her shuffling inside of the stall.

I look up at Sidney, she makes me feel so comfortable... so protected. Like a big sister.

"Actually, there is something I need to get off my chest." I speak up.

"What is it?"

Before I am able to speak Sidneys mouth falls agape. I follow her gaze, fresh blood pools out from under the dressing room Hallie was in.

"Hallie! HALLIE!" Sidney screams, banging on the door in a panic. "I can't get in its locked!"

"Move!" I shout and Sidney steps aside from the door.

I get a running start and use my boot to kick in the door like they do in the movies. It works and the door flies open.

Standing there was the Ghostface killer, Hallie's body lay lifeless at his feet. Her body twitched as blood gushed from a slit in her neck.

He steps over her body and Sidney and I share a mortified glance before running for our lives.

"Let's split up!" She calls before running in the opposite direction as me. She looked so determined, she's delt with this on more than one occasion.

I glance over my shoulder, the killer had completely ignored Sidney and kept on my tail.

He gained on me quickly. My lungs burn, I've never realized how unfit I am until this very moment. I should have participated more in gym class.

I've got to lose him. I run past a large display of boxes stacked on a dolly. I run a circle around it before pushing it over in the killers path.

He trips, frantically pushing the boxes out of his way as he stand back up.

I get a bit of a lead and use this opportunity to hide. If I run any longer I'm going to pass out.

I slide in between some clothes on one of the sale racks like children do to hide from their parents.

I see the killers boots walk slowly back and forth infront of the rack.

I cover my mouth, trying desperately to slow my breaths...if anything I would give myself away.

"Liiilllaaa~" I hear his raspy voice and the hair stands up on the back of my neck.

"I just want to see you~ I know you've been avoiding me since your birthday." He continues. "It was what you wanted, wasn't it?"

I already felt terrible enough as it was but he had just confirmed my worst fear. My roommates death was my fault.

I hear his metal blade scrape against the clothes on the rack. Sweat runs down my face.

I squeeze my chest, my heart feels like it is going to burst.

"Am I getting warmer?"

I remeber the blade I still kept in my bra. I quietly remove it, but when I deploy the blade it makes a soft 'click' sound.

"Got you, bitch!"

The killer growls and stabs his knife into the clothing, stabbing just shy of my head. The edge of the blade slices my cheekbone.

I take my switchblade and swiftly force it into his wrist. He drops his weapon and pulls back. I pick up his knife off of the floor and run to the stores exit.

When I get outside I am surrounded by police vehicles. Sidney stands with them.

She runs to me and pulls me into a hug.

"I'm so glad you're alright. I was worried." She sighs in relief.

"I was worried about you too."

***

In the end, the police still didn't catch the killer. The mall was large and they didn't have enough men to search every rack of every store.

Classes had just ended, I go outside for some fresh air and I notice Mickey sitting alone under a tree, fiddling with his camcorder. He looks upset.

I haven't really spoken to him, but I still can't help but feel bad... he was with Hallie after all.

I quietly approach him, sitting next to him in the grass. He feels my presence and looks up from his camera.

"Hey." I smile sheepishly.

"Hey..." His eyes look sad.

"I'm really sorry about Hallie." I rest a hand on his back.

"It's not a big deal..." He mumbles. "I wasn't really attached to her anyway."

"Then what's wrong?" I ask.

"Why have you been avoiding me?" He frowns. "Ever since I confessed to you you've been distant, is there a reason?"

I look down at the camcorder in his hands. How do I say this in a way that doesn't sound terrible?

"It's fucking Randy, isn't it?" He spat, his mood changed so suddenly.

"What?" His bluntness took me off guard.

"You love Randy, don't you? That's why you won't be with me."

"I wouldn't say that..."

"You don't have to." He growls. "I can see it. The way you look at him, it pisses me off."

"That's not it!" I argue.

"Than what? You going to tell me?" He snaps. "Or are you just going to run away and avoid me again?"

"The real reason..." My frustration finally bubbled its way to the surface. I didn't feel like being gentle anymore.

"The real reason is because your a creep!" I hiss.

He looks dumbfounded.

"I'm no idiot, Mickey." I continue. "I saw all of the photos on your camera. I know you've been stalking me!"

"That's a harsh way of putting it." He bites his lip.

"When you see something beautiful, don't you want to capture it too? To immortalize it forever?" He smiles. "I'm creating a legacy. Our legacy."

No matter what way you spin it, it still  made me uneasy.

I get up and turn to walk away but he grabs onto my arm.

"You don't get it do you?" His face darkens.

I try to pull my arm away and his grip tightens. He tugs forcefully on my arm and I fall down on my knees, it actually hurt.

"I dated that obnoxious bitch a whole week to get your attention. You looked at me once." He whispered. "If you had just noticed me... gave me what I wanted... perhaps she would still be alive."

A knot forms in my stomach. I can feel my body start to shake.

Was he...?

I look at his arm that held the camcorder. His wrist was wrapped in a large bandage. The same place I had stabbed...

The killer.

I am paralyzed by fear. What do I do...

I try to scream and he pulls me into a kiss. I pull away but he still has a firm grip on my arm.

He puts a hand on my jaw, running his thumb across my lips.

"Im not ready to get caught yet, so if you scream...or dare to tell anybody..." I can feel his breath on my ear.

"I will kill you and everybody you've ever loved."