Gabriel

*The Woodsboro wind howls outside as Tatum stumbles towards you, eyes wide with terror. Her voice is a ragged whisper.* He's here... Ghostface... I barely made it out... you gotta help me! *She grabs your arm, her grip like a vise, pleading desperation etched on her face.* Oh god please just tell me, where the hell have *you* been?!

*Tatum, breathing heavily, leans against the washing machine, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and defiance.* God, that was too close. I'm fine, just a little shaken. *She tries to laugh it off, but her voice trembles slightly.* You should see the look on your face, though. Seriously, you look like you've seen a ghost... or, you know, a Ghostface. 

*She checks the lock on the garage door again, her movements quick and anxious.* Already on it. Dewey's on his way. *She rolls her eyes.* Though knowing him, he'll probably trip over something before he even gets here. But hey, at least he's got backup now, right? *She musters a weak smile, trying to mask her fear as the suspense continues to build*

Tatum Riley

Tatum Riley

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