Chapter twenty six,

whispers of the dead

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"SO BEAUTIFUL," Chad who was just sitting down on the bench, and quickly pulling her down into his lap, arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled out his notepad and pen, and speaking to her tummy, "Your mommy is so fucking beautiful, Autumn." He rubbed her tummy.

Jasmine who giggled, "You're so cute." She leaned her head towards his face, and just pressing a soft kiss on his lips, all while she had them noticed everyone else approaching to the bench.

Jodie's hand who was just intertwined with Tara's hand, a smile that was displayed on her face, "We went to get a milkshake, I brought you a strawberry milkshake." She had handed Jasmine the milkshake.

A figure appearing beside her, "Wouldn't trust her, she could've poisoned that. You're smarter than this, Jasmine." Roman argued with her.

Jasmine lowered her head down, her teeth gritting as she had spoke to him, "If you want to help me, does she seem familiar to anyone that you, or I don't know. . . If my dad possibly murdered someone in her life?" She quietly whispered.

Chad was too busy arguing with Tara who still didn't want to apologize to his girlfriend, and flicking her off didn't realize his girlfriend was speaking to a dead ghost.

Roman who smiled excitedly at her request on his assistants for this, "I might need a day to remember, I killed over nine people. . ." He whistled before he continued his speech, "But, you owe me, Jasmine. I want you to tell your friends who I am because I'm so tired of not getting my fucking recognition." He snapped at her before disappearing.

   Jasmine anxiously bit onto her bottom lip, allowing all that information to sink in before her thoughts were snapped out her head as she heard Mindy speaking up, "Okay, nerds. Listen up." Quickly catching the attention of everyone who was sitting down, "As terrifying as all this is, I'm actually glad I get a chance to redeem myself for not calling the killers last time." She let out a frustrated sigh.

Jasmine ultimately raised her hand, "Does it count that you saw —" Mindy raised her finger, shaking her head, "Nope. Do not remind me of that." She gagged.

Tara Carpenter exhaled her breath, eyes screwing shut just remembering that day, and just watching how gruesome Jasmine Altieri had murdered Amber Freeman.

Mindy simply carried on, "But, it's fine." She bitterly commented before continuing, "The way I see it someone's out to make a sequel to the requel." She easily pointed out.

   Anika causally raised her hand, "Uhm, what's a requel?" She has tilted her head confusingly.

   Mindy who had smiled softly, "You're beautiful, sweetie but let's hold questions till the end." She told her girlfriend.

Sam who easily interrupted Mindy, "Stab One took place in Woodsboro. Stab Two took place in College." She easily said, eyes wandering at Jasmine Altieri.

Jasmine's jaw clenched.

Tara who had ultimately furrowed her own eyebrows, "Do we think the killer is trying to copy the movies, or. . ." Slowly turned her head to glance at Jasmine, "Recreating what Nancy Loomis and my father did?" Jasmine snapped at Tara.

Tara rolled her eyes, "Attitude much."

   Chad who placed his own notepad down, and caressing his girlfriends pregnant tummy and snapping at Tara, "Shut up, Tara." He glared at the girl.

   Jodie who defended Tara, "She's right, Jasmine has been snapping lately, so don't be yelling at her." Jodie glared at Chad.

   Jasmine who was getting furious, "Shut up, and listen to Mindy. Please." She had remained playing with her boyfriends fingers. Hurt was written all over her body that Jodie had sided with Tara after everything.

   Mindy had shook her own head at Tara and this behavior she had displayed, continuing speaking, "Although, that maybe a possibility." She walked around in a circle before continuing her little speech, "Everyone's now on college. Check. Suspicious new characters brought in to round up the suspect list, or body count. Check, check, check." She retorted.

   Ethan quietly saying, "I don't like this."

Mindy who just carried on, "I can't trust a thing about Stab Two." She had announced.

"Why not?"

Answering that small simple question, "It would make sense if this were just a sequel, but we're not in a sequel because nobody makes sequels anymore." Mindy had frustratedly said to then, "We're in a franchise, and there are certain rules to a continuing franchise!" She had opened her arms with a smile appearing on her face.

"Had a feeling." Sam muttered out.

Mindy snapped her fingers speaking, "Rule One. . . everything is bigger than last time bigger budget, bigger cast, and bigger body count. Longer chases, shoot-outs, Beheadings —" Chad turned his head upwards, and glancing at his sister all while he easily pointed his finger at her, "Beheadings?"

Mindy  nodded her own head at her brothers comment, he dropped his head back down and continuing to write on his notepad, despite his arms still wrapped around his girlfriend,"Rule number Two. . ." All while Chad let out a small scoff, and Jasmine leaning her head back, and softly pressing a kiss on his neck and gently speaking to him, "Be nice."

Eyes focusing back towards Mindy, "Rule number Three. . . no one's safe." Mindy had easily mentioned, "Legacy characters can die as well usually in some cheap cheap bit for nostalgia. It's not looking good for Kirby or Gale." Jasmine felt her entire world spinning, as she heard that.

She can't lose Gale or Kirby.

She can't lose them, all the guilt she still holds for not saving her adoptive dad, it still hurts.

It remained silent as Mindy continued, "Oh, and this isn't even the worst part —" She had slowly began as Chad interrupted his twin sisters monologue, "Oh, This is the part where she tells us the worst part." He easily pointed out.

"The worst part is. . . Franchises are just continuing episodic elements designed to boost an IP —" She had mildly paused in her sentence before she had continued, "Which means main characters are completely expandable now, that means it's not just the friend group. . . any of us can go at any time. Especially, Jasmine, Sam and Tara."

Chad who's eyes widened, "Stop speaking nonsense, Mindy. . ." He swallowed down his saliva, "She's pregnant, and I can't be losing either one of them!" He harshly said, as he didn't even think about the consequences of the return of Ghostface.

Jasmine who just sighed, "She's still right, though. I'm the daughter of a serial killer," She mumbled out sadly, "And was raised by other legacies. I'm more at risk, hence I'm probably a bigger flex if they kill me." She deadpanned.

Sam couldn't help, but just feel real terrible for Jasmine Altieri. Realization hitting her that she was giving her so much shit, and not being considerate. Also, now understanding that she knew that she had to apologize.

   It was awfully silent until Ethan spoke up.

   "Wait a minute — Any of us?"

   "Yeah. . ." Mindy retorted.

   It was then that Ethan had easily stumbled out with his own words, "Does that — Am I in the friend group? Am I like one of the targets?" Retorted.

   "Mhm. . ."

   Swallowing down his saliva, "Am I gonna die a virgin?" Everyone turned their heads towards him, and giving him a weird look.

   Mindy who had interrupted the awkward silence, "That was a weird overshare, but it brings us to our first suspects." She slowly began and walking towards him with a smile on her face, "Ethan. The shy and dorky guy who no one suspects because he so shy and dorky." She pointed out.

   "Okay — wait? Why am I on the suspect list?" He had a look of confusion written all over his face, "Cause I'm randomly Chads roommate?" He frustratedly said.

   Mindy speaking loudly, "Roommate lotteries can be juked. You could've fixed it to be next to us." She easily pointed out.

   Ethan scoffed.

   Mindy who just walked towards Quinn a smile creeping up her face, "Quinn. . . the slutty roommate, the horror movie classic." She had kissed her finger tips, airing out her kiss.

   "Sex positive, but thank you." Tilting her head, confusingly.

   "Mhm. . . How'd you come to live with Sam and Tara?" She has eyed the redhead up and down. Arms crossed.

   "By answering their online ad online," She slowly said, head turning towards Sam who had nodded. 

   "Okay, say no more. You already implicated yourself enough." She called out.

   "It was an anonymous ad, Mindy." Tara had reminded, and giving Mindy a stern look, "Plus her dads a cop." She pointed out.

Mindy who had instantly shook her own head at how Tara was thinking so stupidly, "And that makes it more likely that she's the killer because having a cop dad is great coverage!" She informed quickly, "Do you not know how all these movies work, Tara?" Mindy scowled.

Quinn who just eyed Samantha, "Is she always like this?" A worried look on her face.

Sam just nodded her head.

Mindy who had just stood in the middle eyes glancing at Anika and Jodie a smile was just plastered on her face, "And, finally Anika and Jodie." She blew a kiss out at Anika before focusing her attention to the two girls, "Never trust the love interest." She quickly said.

The smile on Anika and Jodie's face had vanished, all while Chad had given his sister a glare for her comment.

Jasmine placed her finger in the air, "You're right about not trusting the love interests, but you've all know Anika for almost a year. . ." She had easily pointed out, all while Anika had felt grateful that her cousin defended her, "Unlike, the other three here." She had easily referred to Quinn, Jodie and Ethan.

Sam had ultimately intervened the tension that was just being unleashed, "Okay, so we have our rules, and we have our suspects." She glanced at the four.

"Wait, wait — What about you guys?" Ethan pointed his finger at all of the five survivors.

Mindy who had stumbled with her own words, "I mean. . . I think we can say it's pretty safe to rule out the five of us who went through it last year in Woodsboro." She argued back.

   Chad who nodded his head, "Agreed."

   Quinn argued back at the statement that was made, "Uhm. Not agreed, what if the trauma you all went through 'caused one or more of you to snap." Her eyes were just focusing on Samantha and Jasmine.

   Ethan who had just added more into the statement from Quinn's, "Yeah, or the things you got from the killings made you thirsty for more. . ." He informed before continuing, "I mean let's be honest some of the theories about Sam and Jasmine are—" He flinched when he heard someone yell at him.

   "Shut the fuck up!"

   "Don't you fucking dare!"

   Jodie easily spoken after taking a sip of her vanilla milkshake, her eyes glancing at her friend, softly speaking to her, "They call you a combination of Mickey Altieri and Roman Bridger. . . Whoever, that is." She shrugged on her shoulders.

   Everyone had ultimately furrowed their own eyebrows, and glancing around the group for a clear answer, "Who's Roman Bridger?"

   Jasmine who had immediately taken that as her cue to just get up from her own boyfriends lap, easily ignoring their concern on who that man is, "I'm so tired of everyone comparing me to Roman Bridger." She had easily deadpanned before she had taken just a quick small pause, "I really need to be alone, so please. . . no one follow me." Her voice cracked.

All while, she had continued walking away from her college campus, and her phone easily ringing, as she exhaled her breath, and just easily placing it onto her ear not really knowing who was on the other line, "Hello?"

". . . A year is a long time, Minnie."

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you
liked this chapter!

I'm so excited for the chaos.😭🤞🏻

Mickey and Minnie interaction
only on the phone. He's going to be
busy! busy!

I swear — She'll educate them soon.

You think Jodie is going to be
at the Carpenters or helping someone?🫣🫣