Warning: Gory descriptions 

E/C = Eye color

Twelve months later

Our sweet angel Y/N is currently in English class, genuinely interested in today's lesson. The teacher has decided to go through Jack the Ripper, more specifically the notes he left for the police and how part of his fame grew because of them. 

That's a interesting thing about America. Some can hide it, but there are people in America who are fascinated by serial killers. In fact, there's more people interested in them than you think.

Is that why Y/N wasn't as scared at Billy Loomis than expected? Somewhat, but it's not just the fame of serial killers that brought Y/N into practicing the art of killing. We'll explain it later, but let's get back to the story.

The teacher goes on explaining the literary devices Jack uses in his notes. While Y/N is still absorbed in the lesson, he finds himself sneaking glances at the girl who sits in the seat in front of him. Yup, you guessed it, Casey Becker. There's a hint of anger that boils in Y/N as he's reminded of the break-up that he thinks bruised his ego.

As mentioned, it was mostly a sexual relationship, so he shouldn't care, but it's something Casey said before she left. 

"The hulking abs of Steve."

'Hulking.' Athletic, strong, more desirable body of Steve, of fucking course. Y/N was just a little too week and ugly for Casey's taste. He feels himself gripping his pen even tighter just thinking about it, he has to think of something else before he breaks the pen in his palm.

Then he looks at the girl next to Casey. Sidney Prescott, a friend of Y/N's and who's also the girlfriend of Billy Loomis. 'Now that feels better...'

Woah, what heck did he just mentally say? 'That's better?' That had to be the most creepiest thing he spoke to himself.

But maybe it's because there's something about Sidney that's more alluring to him, something that actually made him almost smile. Maybe it's the... Ah, who cares, it's better than feeling mad about some dumb ex's opinion.

Sidney feels eyes poking at the back of her head, and turns around to meet Y/N's, who takes way too long before turning away, mouthing 'sorry' before he does. A tiny bit creeped out, Sidney turns back forward, trying to pretend that he didn't just catch Y/N staring at her.

Thankfully before Y/N can wallow in his embarrassment as well as anger, the bell rings. Signifying the end of class, as well as school for today.

Once everyone pours outside of their classrooms, the hall is covered in sound. Some students immediately walk outside, some talk to their buddies, some couples jog to their respective lovers. Of course, this includes Casey who immediately spots Steve in the crowed. 

Y/N watches as Casey gives her boyfriend a smooch. He's unable to hear what they're saying, but the way their faces are so close to each other, and the hand movements on their bodies make it obvious what they're doing tonight.

Forcing himself to look away, Y/N then spots a pal in his school Randy Meeks. The two always got along over the horror movie genre. Randy gives him a wave as he walks past to the nearest exit, seemingly having something to do, Y/N still returns it. 

He then scans the hall where he finds Billy looking at him as he leans on one of the lockers, his friend Stu standing behind him with some kind of evil smirk on his face. Billy's eye focused on Y/N, as if he's trying to telepathically communicate with him. 

Well, whatever he said, it seems to work as intended. Y/N steps towards Billy as quickly as possible, judging by the way Billy is staring, whatever Billy is about to say must be interesting.

However, Sidney beats Y/N to the guy as she hugs her boyfriend, kissing him on the cheek. Wow, did not expect PDA that fast.

Billy looks at her girlfriend with a big smile. Before Y/N can walk up and make a pre-school joke, Billy says something to Sidney, and she leaves before Y/N is at least six feet of the greasy haired teen.

"Sup, gentlemen." Y/N greets with a click of his tongue. "How can I help you this fine evening?" He inquires. He grows a smirk at seeing Stu's excited look and Billy's serious face switch right back on.

"You still wanna kill somebody?" 

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"Ghost costumes? What, are we five years old?" Stu criticizes despite having already put the costume on.  Billy isn't complaining as much, thankfully.

"Why not? The cloaks hide gender, they're cheep, lightweight, and easy to hide. Besides, aren't we literally haunting someone in their own home?" Y/N brings up as he winds up his bat. "Aesthetic seems to fit."

"I guess, but I can hardly see in this man..." Stu then complains once he puts on the mask. Y/N scoffs while Billy elbows Stu in the side.

"Quiet, Casey's boyfriend will show up any minute, we need to make sure we catch him by surprise." Billy reminds Stu. They all know that while Steve isn't a fighter, he's still physically strong, as much as Y/N hates to admit it.

Billy has unspokenly saluted himself as the mastermind of this whole thing, even though Y/N has pitched a few ideas here and there, he's noticed that Billy likes to be in control, so he lets him do his thing.

"Oh, that's right." Y/N remembers something as he fetches something from his jacket. "Here you go, sexy voice changer as delivered. Hope you've been practicing in the mirror." He says as he tosses the voice changer to Billy.

"Better work..." Billy mutters as he brings it to his mouth, testing it out. "Do you like scary movies?" Billy says a few more lines before letting out a small grin, he can get use to this.

Then suddenly, they hear tires screeching against the concrete road. The Stu and Y/N hide behind one of the bushes while Billy slithers behind a tree.

They don't recognize the car right away, but they quickly recognize who comes out, Steve Orth. The jock clearly hasn't noticed any of them yet as he quickly shuts the driver door and walks to the house with an excited smirk on his face.

Billy nods to Stu and Y/N and the E/C quickly put on his own Ghostface mask before both of them stealthfully emerging out of the bush. With Steve's back facing them, they pussyfoot around for second. Then, once he walks past the tree with the swing, they dash towards the jock. 

Steve hears their footsteps and turns around, but before he can react, Y/N bats him across the face and the jock falls to the ground, Stu then kicks him in the head for good measure.

The 'tough' Steve is knocked out pretty easily. He lets out a moan, but his body refuses to move or let him stand back up, which isn't surprising judging by the bloody bruise on his face.

 Y/N and Stu nod to each other before dragging the unconscious Steve over to the tree where they and Billy get to work tying him up. 

Billy unrolls the duct tape and covers Steve's mouth while Y/N and Stu uses some tape and ties the jock's legs together.

"Alright, everyone remembers the plan?" Billy strictly questions Y/N and Stu, and they both nod. "Well then... lights, camera..." He begins typing the Becker house's phone number with a sinister smirk.

"Action."

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The house phone rings. Now snapped out of her little world, Casey Becker goes to answer it, knowing her parents are out. "Hello?" 

"Hello?" A male stranger's voice is on the other end.

"Yes?"

"Who is this?" The stranger asks with a curious voice.

"Mmm... Who're you trying to reach?" Casey queries. 

"What number is this?" The stranger asks another question, which only leads to the same exact response.

"What number are you trying to reach?" Casey asks again, sighing by how nonspecific the stranger is being.

"I don't know." The stranger answers, still not helpful.

"Well I think you have the wrong number." Casey tells him. She definitely doesn't recognize that, and her parents aren't home for her to ask.

"Do I?"

"It happens. Take it easy." Casey politely dismisses before putting the phone down. She turns to head back to the kitchen, but less then a second later, the phone rings again.

Slightly annoyed, Casey takes the phone again. "Hello?" She impatiently says again.

"I'm sorry, I guess I dialed the wrong number." It's the same exact stranger again, unnecessarily apologizing.

"So why'd you dial it again?" Casey questions, chuckling at the silliness of the logic. 

"To apologize." The stranger replies.

"You're forgiven." Casey assures him with a amused voice. "Bye now-"

"Wait, wait." The stranger stops her. "Don't hang up."

"What?"

"I want to talk to you for a second." The stranger claims, and Casey chuckles again.

"They got nine-hundred numbers for that, see ya." Casey dismisses again and puts down the phone before the stranger can protest.

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Y/N and Stu notice Billy's slightly frustrated expression as he sways on the swing tied to the tree. Looks like Casey keeps putting down the phone before they can talk, but they sort of expected that to happen. 

Not to mention, the house phone is wired, if Y/N knows Casey correctly, she wouldn't want to stand in the same room for more than three hours, unless it's the bedroom.

Prepared, Y/N pulls out a note from his jacket. "Here." He passes a note to Billy, it's Casey's phone number. "Call that instead."

"You still have that?" Stu asks him, perplexed. Y/N shrugs, saying he wrote it down 'just in case.' Billy, not really caring, stands up and dials the number as he begins stalking around the house. Y/N and Stu stay behind to keep Steve in check.

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In the kitchen, Casey lights up a section of the stove and puts the popcorn down, getting it ready to pop. It's then that there's another phone ring, but this time, it's coming from Casey's cordless phone. "Hello?" 

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" The stranger... again. What is up with this guy?  

"Who is this?" She asks, slightly weirded out. 

"You tell me your name, I'll tell you mine." The stranger deflects.

"Uh... I don't think so." Casey refuses, shaking her head. She takes the popcorn and shakes it around a bit before putting it back on the stove.

"What's that noise?" The stranger inquires.

"Popcorn."

"You're making popcorn?"

"Uh-huh." Casey nods, a grin forming as she thinks about the night ahead. 

"I only eat popcorn at the movies." The stranger mentions.

"Well, I'm getting ready to watch a video." Casey explains, giving the popcorn another shake. 

"Really? What?" The stranger queries.

"Oh, just some scary movie." Casey tells the stranger as she leans on the island. She's still not sure why he's still calling, but she might as well oblige him for now while he waits for Steve.

"You like scary movies?" The stranger asks with a seductive tone, sounding very interested in the topic.

"Uh-huh."

"What's your favorite scary movie?" The stranger pops another query.

"Uh... I don't know." Casey shrugs, they're all kinda the same to be honest.

"You have to have a favorite, what comes to mind?" He suggests.

"Um...." Casey glances at the kitchen knifes and smirks. " 'Halloween.' You know, the one with the guy in the white mask who walks around and stalks babysitters." She describes as she takes a knifes and casually caresses it, before sticking back in the rack.

"Yeah..."

"What's yours?" Casey then asks him.

"Guess..." The stranger encourages. 

Casey rolls her eyes as she thinks of one, meandering around the house as she does so. "Hmm.... Nightmare on Elm Street." She guesses, taking the scary movie DVDs with her.

"Is that the one where the guy had knives for fingers?" 

"Yeah, Freddy Kreuger." Casey names the killer.

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Billy face palms at Casey's stupidity, the bitch actually fell for that? That only happened in the second movie.

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"Freddy, that's right." The stranger remembers with nostalgic voice. "I liked that movie, it was scary." He mused. 

"Well the first one was, but the rest sucked." Casey asserts as she touches a plant when she walks past it.

"So.... you got a boyfriend?" The stranger bluntly asks Casey. 

"Heh, why...? you wanna ask me out on a date?" Casey questions with an amused voice.

"Maybe..." The stranger shyly non-answers. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Um...No." Casey lies to the stranger, deciding to play with him for a little bit. 

"You never told me your name." The stranger brings up.

"Why do you wanna know my name?" Casey playfully questions him as she stacks the DVDs on the TV 

"Because I want to know who I'm looking at."

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Flipping a switch with that one line, Billy than waves to the others as Casey now sounds obviously disturbed. 

Knowing that's the signal, Y/N and Stu nod as they grab Steve and take him along the side of the house and over to the backyard. Y/N takes Steve by the legs while Stu takes his arms.

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"Why did you say?" Casey quavers as a chill goes down her spine. She didn't feel it earlier, but there's now a sudden feeling of being watched. A dog barking in the background doesn't really help matters.

"I want to know who I'm talking to." The stranger answers, clearly correcting himself.

"That's not what you said." Casey retorts.

"What do you think I said?" The stranger inquiries. Casey turns on the lights outside the back padio, there's no one there "What?" The stranger calls out when he doesn't get a response.

Casey double-checks, still no-one. Is this guy just screwing with her? "Hello?"

"L-Look, I gotta go." She tells the stranger with a dismissive tone. She turns off the lights and locks the back door, that unnerving feeling not leaving her.

"Wait, I thought we were gonna go out." The stranger pleadingly tries stopping her.

"U-Uh.. Nah, I don't think so." Casey shoots him down and puts the phone away from her ear. She hears the popcorn bag whistling anyway.

"Don't hang up on me." The stranger warns her with a now serious voice. Despite that, Casey pushes the hang up button anyway, before heading to the kitchen.

She makes about ten steps, but before she can make it past the dining table, another phone ring causes her to freeze in her tracks. "Shit..." Casey swears as she rubs her face, feeling a little scared right now.

Despite her brain telling her not to, she answers anyway. "Yes?"

"I told you not to hang up on me..." The stranger speaks in a menacing tone. 

"What do you want?" Casey falters as she hears herself getting emotional.

"To talk."

"Well, dial someone else, okay?" She tells him before forcing herself to hit the hang up button again.

Thankfully, there's not another phone ring immediately after. She takes a deep breath before heading into the kitchen, taking the handle for the popcorn bag.

Until there's another phone ring, dang it, what the heck is wrong with this guy? She doesn't know what idiotic brain cell told her to, but she answers it with an angry tone. "Listen, asshole-"

"No, you listen, you little bitch!" The stranger cuts her off with a threatening voice. "You hang up on me again, and I'll gut you like a fish! Understand!?" 

 That sucks whatever confidence Casey had out of her soul. He sounds like he means it, and that's gotten her full attention. "Ah.... Yeah..." The stranger says in a risqué tone, satisfied with the terrified silence.

"Is this some kind of joke?" Casey quavers, now on the brink of tears. 

"More of a... game really." The stranger creepily answers. "Can you handle that.......Blondie?" 

Casey steps backwards, that confirms it, the stranger's not lying. She takes off, with the back door already locked, she runs to lock the side door, then the front door. Locked, take another breath.....

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Having finally gotten Steve on the back patio, Stu grabs a chair and sets it down, making sure it faces the clear, back door. Y/N sets Steve on the chair and ties one of the jock's hands while Stu ties the other to the chair rest.

 Y/N then steps over to the side porch, and when Billy jogs over to see how they're doing, Y/N gives a thumbs up, letting him know everything is set on their side. 

There's a groan. Stu and Y/N see that Steve is about to wake up, giving them a sign to run off and hide behind a nearby tree. They want to keep out of sight for now, and they don't want Steve to give away their position.

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"Can you see me?" The stranger taunts Casey, apparently knowing she's looking out the door's little window.

"Listen, I am two seconds away from calling the police!" Casey threatens the person on the other end. 

"They'd never make it in time, we're out in the middle of nowhere." The stranger retorts, seemingly unintimidated.

"What do you want!?" Casey asks the stranger a similar question.

"To see what your insides look like!" The stranger psychotically responds. Casey feels her stomach tense upon hearing it.

She hangs it up, not bothering to stop herself from crying. Suddenly, the door rings twice, and Casey shrieks. "W-Who's there?" She trembles as words leave her mouth. "Who's there?" She calls out again. still no respone. 

"I'm calling the police!" She yells at whoever's out there. The phone rings right as she's about to punch in numbers and the noise freaks her out, she jumps again.

Casey's finger presses the answer button before she can tell it not to. "You should never say 'who's there?' Don't you watch scary movies?" The stranger reminds her. "It's a death wish. You might as well come out here to investigate a 'strange noise' or something."

"Look, you've had your fun now, so I t-think.." Casey tries putting on a defying tone, but her emotions betray her message. "Y-You'd better just leave or else..."

"Or else, what?" The stranger pushes her.

"Or else my boyfriend will be here, a-and he'll be pissed when he finds out..." Casey tells them.

"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend?" The stranger brings up. 

"I lied! I do have a boyfriend!" Casey reveals to the stranger. "And he'll be here any second, so your ass better be gone..." Her voice gives out at that last word.

"Sure..." The stranger says unimpressed.

"I swear it..." Casey promises, taking breathe to get her voice back. "He's big and he plays football! And he'll kick the shit out of you!" 

"I'm getting scared, I'm shaking in my boots." The stranger mockingly laughs at her threat.

"So you'd better just leave..."

"His name doesn't happen to be... Steve, would it?" The stranger name drops, freezing Casey's soul on the spot.

"H-How do you know his name?" Casey quavers.

"Turn on the patio lights... again." Is the stranger's response. 'No, no, no.... he couldn't have...' Casey mentally panics.

She does it, and when she looks outside, she sees her boyfriend tied up on a patio chair, his legs taped together, and his mouth poorly taped shut. Not only that, but there's a bleeding bump on his forehead. "Oh god!" She swears as she goes to open the back door.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you!" The stranger threatens, hinting that Steve dies if she does.

"Where are you!?" She asks in a panicked voice.

"Guess..." He encourages, mocking what he said earlier in the kitchen. Steve frantically looks around, trying to find who tied him up, but doesn't see anyone.

"Please, don't hurt him..."

"That all depends on you." The stranger states.

"Why are you doing t-this?" Casey asks the stranger.

"I wanna play a game." The stranger responds, mimicking Jigsaw from 'Saw.' (Yes, I'm now aware I screwed up here.)

"No..."

"Then he dies! Right now!" The stranger tells.

"NO! No!" Casey begs, pleadingly touching the door's window.

"Which is it?" The stranger threateningly asks her. "Which is it!?" He asks louder when he gets no response.

"W-Well... W-What kind of game?" Casey asks the stranger, deciding to play along.

"Turn off the light, you'll see what kind of game." The stranger instructs her. Steve hearing this, pleadingly shakes his head. "Just do it!" The stranger forcefully shouts, apparently seeing this.

"C-Casey! No!" Steve pleads, his voice muffled through the duct tape. "NO! CASEY!"

"Here's how we play..." The stranger starts listing the rules. "I ask a question. If you get it right, Steve lives." He tells Casey as she crouches down, cutting off a lamp's light.

"Please don't do this...

"Come on... It'll be fun." 

"Please..." 

"It's an easy category. Movie triva!" The stranger keeps talking, despite her pleas. "I'll even give you a warm-up question."

"P-Please don't do this, I-I can't..."

"Name the killer in 'Halloween.' " The stranger pops the first question.

"N-No..." 

"Come on, it's your 'favorite' scary movie, remember?" The stranger reminds her. "He had a white mask, he stalked the babysitters."

"N-No.."

"Come on... yes you do." The stranger persists.

"No, please..."

"What's his name?" The stranger asks, patience getting close to vanishing. "Steve's counting on you."

"M-Michael. Michael Myers." Casey answers. 

"Yes! Very good...." The stranger mockingly congratulates her. "Now, for the real questions."

"NO!" Casey pleads again.

"But you're doing so well..." The stranger argues. "We can't stop now."

"Please, leave us alone."

"Then answer the question." The stranger forcefully instructs her. "Same category." He mentions.

"P-Please, stop..."

"Name the killer in 'Friday the 13th'-" 

"Jason! JASON!" Casey abruptly answers, standing up. "Jason! Jason!" 

"I'm sorry... That's the wrong answer!" The stranger tells her, not sounding as disappointed as his sentence is.

"No, it's not! No, it's not, it was Jason!" Casey insists.

"Afraid not. No way."

"Listen, it was Jason. I saw that movie TWENTY GODDAM TIMES!" Casey retorts.

"Then you should know Jason's mother, Ms. Voorhees was the original killer! Jason didn't show up until the sequel!" The stranger reminds her. "I'm afraid that was a wrong answer."

"You tricked me."

"Lucky for you, there's a bonus round!" The stranger tells Casey. "But poor Steve, I'm afraid.... HE'S OUT!"

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With that extremely loud pronunciation from Billy, Y/N and Stu take their cue to move in. Steve shouts as soon as he hears footsteps running behind him.

Y/N, a little too excitedly, carves his knife into Steve's stomach. Stu follows suit, slicing the abdomen. Steve squeamishness in pain as he feels the knife tearing through his skin.

"Remember me, asshole?" Y/N loudly whispers in Steve's ear. The jock widens his eyes upon realizing who it is. "Nobody takes what's mine."

Stu and Y/N finish their work with another slice, watching as Steve's guts poor out. A slice from Y/N causes a piece to fall right out.

Before Y/N cuts anymore, Stu taps his shoulder, indicating that they have to move. Y/N sighs but runs with him as they get out of sight.

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Casey turns the lights on, her eyes see a literally gutless Steve as his head falls backwards, and his eyes roll inside his skull.

The girl breaks down, her legs giving out and letting her drop to the ground. She forces herself to move away from the window before she feints.

She hears the stranger laughing at her torment. "Hey. We're not finished yet..." He asserts. "Final question, are you ready?"

"Please.... Please, leave me alone." Casey begs for her life.

"Answer the question and I will." The stranger promises, however much his word is. "What door am I at?"

"W-What?"

"There are two main doors to your house, the front door and the patio doors." The stranger points out. "If you answer correctly, you live. Very simple."

"Don't do this... I-I can't, I won't!" Casey refuses, trying to muster up a defying tone."

"Your call."

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Billy jogs to the side patio and nods at them again. Y/N can hear the glee on Stu's face as he stomps over and grabs another chair. 

He then chucks it through the patio doors. They all hear Casey's screams as she no doubts runs for her life. 

Stu then looks at Y/N "Think you can kill your ex, too?" He challenges his partner. He can't see Y/N's face, but he bets it's the same sanguine expression. 

"Challenge accepted." He bumps his chest as they both rush inside....

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Suddenly, a chair slams through the patio doors, shattering glass all over the room. Casey barley dodges it, screaming for her life, before running to the kitchen. The room is now completely covered in smoke from the popcorn, thanks to the stove that hasn't been turned off.

She quickly grabs a kitchen knife, then pauses. She realizes the stranger never mentioned the third door that also leads outside, so she tip-toes her way over, carefully observing the hallway for any sign of movement.

Suddenly a figure dashes through, heading for the front door. Thankfully for her, that's the wrong way.

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Stu quickly opens the door for Billy, who barges his way inside, pushing Stu out of the way as he does. "I didn't see her yet man, she might have gone to the kitchen." Stu reports, ignoring Billy's uncaring attitude.

"Alright, I'll head upstairs, check for her there. You guys scan the rest of the house." Billy orders Y/N and Stu. They both nod and get to patrolling, this whore can't get away.

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Casey's hand reaches for the back door. Feeling the knob, she twists it and the door opens. She makes her way outside, her front still facing inside as she slowly closes the door, cringing when it makes a creek.

The thud it makes chills her even more as she moves out of the door's point of view, doing her best to hide herself.

She hears footsteps and breathing on the other side, indicating that the killer is close by. Casey feels herself shaking, her breathes rasps. 

Knowing she has to move, Casey takes a deep breath before checking the door's window, seeing if the killer is there. He definitely is, as she sees him patrol around the kitchen, a hunting knife in his hand.

Fortunately, luck seems to shine on her as she sees car driving towards the house, car lights shining down the street, her parents are coming!

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Hearing a car get closer and closer, Stu takes a look through the window and sees someone driving to the front yard. "Crap, someone's coming!" Stu yells as Y/N rushes next to him. "It might be her parents!" 

"I thought Casey and Steve were gonna watch movies and bone, the fuck are they coming here for?" Y/N frustratedly wonders out-loud. "Shit... okay, check the windows. This bitch might have gotten outside!" He advises.

Stu doesn't nod, but he gets right to it. They can't mess up this opening scene!

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After mentally motivating herself and making sure the killer doesn't see her, Casey crouches and crawls towards the front yard and out of the window's line of sight.

Glancing at her parent's car, she then looks up from the window and sees the killer right there! Sensing something, the stranger turns around and sees Casey. His fist breaks right through the window and catches Casey's hand as she screams, dropping the kitchen knife. 

He then headbutts the window, breaking it entirely and Casey has to hit him in the face with the phone, which thankfully knocks the killer away. 

She runs a few feet before the back door is kicked open. The killer has apparently gotten up already as he charges towards Casey, who acts fast with a kick to the stranger's balls, that's gotta hurt.

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Hearing the sound of a scuffle, Billy swiftly runs downstairs. They've got her now!

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Casey then sprints past the back patio, stopping when she sees her boyfriend's dead body. But she forces herself to keep moving as she runs past and through the side of the house, almost there!

She lets herself breathe a sigh of relive when she sees her parent's car close by. Until a figure dashes towards her from her left, she barley dodges the killer as he tries to grab her.

They both get themselves up and Casey runs for her life, the killer hot on her heels. Unfortunately, right as Casey's about to scream for her parents, the stranger catches up and covers her mouth with his hand.

Then he forces them both still as he drives his knife into her chest, the steel just an edge from piercing her heart. The Killer then lets go, letting the squealing Casey to the floor as she realizes she's been stabbed.

She screams for a slight second before the killer silences her with another stab. He then wraps his hand around Casey's throat, squeezing hard. Surprisingly, Casey is able to kick the killer away, forcing him off her for a second and allowing her to breathe.

Casey looks over to see her mom and dad exit their vehicle, apparently still not noticing the scuffle nearby. She uses whatever strength she has left to stand up and make her way to the front porch. However, her voice is slightly broken from previous choke, and she finds herself unable to yell.

She tries shouting 'mom' but only a squeak comes out, and the killer stomps right over to shove her down and hit the wood.

"Jesus!" Dad exclaims as he sees the broken patio doors right in front of him. Mom quickly follows his eyes to see the exact same thing.

Casey can't fight back, she's bleeding out, and her body is slowly going still. The only thing she can do know if figure out who it is behind the mask. Her bloody hand takes the mask off as the killer raises her knife for a finishing stab.

'So that's who it was....' She thinks as the knife rips apart her heart.

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"Casey!" Mr. Becker calls out of her daughter but gets no response. Then there's the sound of the smoke detector going off.

Ms. Becker ruses to the kitchen where she sees the smoke fogging up the entire room. She swiftly takes out the burning popcorn bag and tosses it in the sink as her panic increases. "Casey? Casey!?" She too calls her for daughter.

She runs back to the hallway, where Mr. Becker calmy grabs her calming her down. "WHERE IS SHE!?" She trembles under her husband's touch.

"Call the police!" He calmy instructs her. They both rush to the house phone and are able to dial 911 when she hears her Casey's voice on the other line. "Casey!" Mr. Becker yells, heading upstairs but then stops when he hears a struggle on the other end of the phone.

"Casey? Baby?" Ms. Becker rings out, her voice trembling at the sounds she's hearing. There's the sound of flesh being stabbed and Casey's voice being choked out.

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Billy then drags her body to the tree as she still cutches the phone, each holding the other leg. He hears Casey let out another 'mom' before finally going silent.

Then there's the sound of Casey's parents on the other line. "Casey?" They hear a male voice, no doubt her dad.

"S-She's here. My gosh, I can hear her..." Mom's gloomy voice echoes out. "Where is she!?" 

Billy sees the silhouette of Y/N and Stu running towards the side yard as he continues to drag Casey's body. "Hey!" He calls out. They both spot and rush towards Billy as he decides to then smash the phone apart with his foot.

As Billy feels Casey's body going limp, he glares at Y/N and Stu both with a Choleric expression. "We're not done yet, help me move her to the tree." He orders them as he puts his mask back on.

Y/N and Stu nod, no need to tell them twice.

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They both shudder as they hear the line go dead. They look at each other with a horrified look. "Get in the car." Mr. Becker instructs his wife. "Drive down to the Machenzie's."

Ms. Becker shakes her head, worriment clouded all over her face. "No...No, my daughter..."

"Go... call the police." He insists, knowing his wife is close to having a emotional breakdown. Mr. Becker leads her out and shuts the door, planning to double check for Casey.

Before he can though, he hears his wife scream in terror. He runs outside and sees his wife on knees, still screaming, then he sees something that makes his eyes go completely wide.

His daughter, strung to the tree, gutted like a fish.

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Y/N, Stu and Billy dive into the latter's car. Billy grips the wheel and swiftly puts his foot on the metal as they both drive away, hearing Ms. Becker's screams echo throughout the night,

Y/N and Stu lay in the back, as they both eventually sit up and rip their masks off, they realize that they actually got away! Stu excitingly brings his hand up, and Y/N doesn't hesitate at griping it. "We actually did it man!" Stu laughs.

"That's right, we did!" Y/N happily yells. Both of them are clearly proud at what they've done. Billy ignores the two of them as he keeps his eyes on the road. "So what now?" He then asks in a slightly calmer voice. 

"Me and Stu are going to visit our girlfriends tonight for our alibis." Billy explains.  "But I still need you to come with me for one more little crime." He adds on.

"And what's that?" Y/N curiously asks him. Billy then looks through the car mirror with a smirk.

"A kidnapping..."

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