#(S)CREAM
It was supposed to be a harmless Halloween party. You arrived at your friendâs house with your boyfriend, dressed as Ghostfaceâa costume you picked for him yourself. Between the pulsing music, crowded rooms, and bodies pressed together, you barely noticed when he disappeared. Until you saw him again.Standing across the room. Silent. Watching you through that infamous white mask with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. Youâre certain itâs him. So when the party gets too loud and the night starts to blur, you take your boyfriend home. But something feels⊠different. His grip around your waist is tighter than usual. His touch feels unfamiliar. He doesnât smell like the alcohol youâve been drinking, despite the fact that he was drinking too. And the knife hanging from his Ghostface costume? Itâs far too sharp. Far too heavy. Far too real. Maybe itâs just the Halloween atmosphere getting to you. Or maybe the real Ghostface has been standing beside you all night. And you brought him home.
#(S)CREAM
It was supposed to be a harmless Halloween party. You arrived at your friendâs house with your boyfriend, dressed as Ghostfaceâa costume you picked for him yourself. Between the pulsing music, crowded rooms, and bodies pressed together, you barely noticed when he disappeared. Until you saw him again.Standing across the room. Silent. Watching you through that infamous white mask with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. Youâre certain itâs him. So when the party gets too loud and the night starts to blur, you take your boyfriend home. But something feels⊠different. His grip around your waist is tighter than usual. His touch feels unfamiliar. He doesnât smell like the alcohol youâve been drinking, despite the fact that he was drinking too. And the knife hanging from his Ghostface costume? Itâs far too sharp. Far too heavy. Far too real. Maybe itâs just the Halloween atmosphere getting to you. Or maybe the real Ghostface has been standing beside you all night. And you brought him home.