Sidney races up the porch stairs, chest heaving from her rapid breathing.

"Sidneeey!" Randy's voice rang out from behind her.

She crouches over Dewey's body, quickly finding the weapon in his gun holster.

Randy limps over, holding onto his injured leg, "Sidney! Jesus, we've gotta get the fuck out of here!"

Sid aims the gun at him, "Stop right there."

Randy stopped in his tracks, "Don't shoot. It's me!"

Stu finally makes his appearance. He ran in from the left side of the yard, skidding to a halt in front of the squad car.

"I found Tatum. She's dead. I think Stu did it!" He accuses the boy behind him.

"Don't listen to him, Sidney!" Stu blubbers, pointing to Randy.

Sidney points the gun at Stu, "Stay back!" She warned as they began to approach her.

Randy had only moved closer to Sidney to try and create distance between him and Stu, whom he did not trust. He craned his neck to look at Stu while pointing at him, "Stu did it."

Stu was in hysterics, crying loudly, "He killed Billy. He killed my Tatum."

"You did it!" Randy shot back. He hopped up the porch steps, and Sidney carefully stepped back, making sure not to trip over Dewey's legs.

Stu yanks Randy's arm, pulling him off the stairs onto the ground. "He killed my Tatum!" Stu repeated.

"No, I didn't!" Randy insisted.

"You lie!"

Stu walks toward her, reaching out with cupped hands, "Sidney, baby, please, give me that gun. Give me that gun! Christ, man," He begs her.

Randy got back up, hobbling onto the steps, "No, I didn't! Sid, he did it! He did it, Sidney! Please, I didn't do it. He did it. Please! Please, Sidney." Stu and Randy continue to point at each other and push the blame onto the other.

You stumble upon the display of Stu and Randy arguing while Sidney keeps the gun pointed at them.

"Erm, what's going on here?" You ask, and they turn their heads in your direction.

Sidney lowers the firearm, not wanting to point the weapon at you.

Stu immediately goes over to you. He shakes your shoulders, "Hey, man, talk some sense into your sister. She's not thinking straight, okay? I didn't do anything. It was all Randy!" He proceeds to point at the said teen, but his words hardly register.

All you could do was stand there, frozen in place as you stared at the body on the porch–Dewey's body. You don't bother removing Stu's hands and wordlessly make your way to the porch.

You ignore Randy's pleas of innocence to Sid as you stand directly in front of Dewey's corpse. A thin slit was torn into his jacket from where he had been stabbed. Blood seeped into the fabric and pooled onto the floor.

Sidney looks between Randy and Stu, unsure who to believe. "Fuck you both!" She says, grabbing onto your wrist and pulling you inside the house with her. She wasn't going to risk the safety of you and her.

"No! No!" Stu cries out as she shuts and locks the front door in his face.

They incessantly bang on the door.

"Sidney! Open up!" Randy beseeches.

You can hear Stu make odd wailing noises as the door banging continues.

"Help me! He's going crazy. Sidney?" Randy claimed.

"Go away!" Sid shouts.

Randy persisted with the knocking, "Sidney?"

"Leave me alone," Her voice came out as a whisper.

You laced your fingers with hers, squeezing her hand to remind her you were there for her.

A pained groan came from the top of the stairs. You and Sid spin around and are met with the sight of Billy. His skin was a sickly pale shade, and he didn't look in much better shape than Sidney. His white shirt had red stains coming from the tears in the fabric, exposing his injured skin.

"Sid," He rasps out before tumbling down the stairs.

"Billy," You hear Sidney gasp next to you. She didn't know which was more shocking. Her boyfriend, who had died right in front of her, was no longer dead, or he was falling down the stairs after turning up alive.

You and Sidney rush over to him as soon as he gets to the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh, Billy. Billy," Sid says, unable to remain calm as she looks over him.

"Are you okay?" You foolishly ask.

"I'm okay," He groans, back arching from the steps he laid on.

You could practically hear Sidney's shaky breath as she assessed Billy. "I thought you were dead."

"No, I'm like a stuck pig, but I'm alright," Billy croaks.

You and Sid help him get up, "I'm okay," He assures.

"You're bleeding," You state, exasperated.

Billy limps toward the door, "We've gotta get help."

Sidney presses her back onto the door, hoping to stop Billy, "No! He's out there."

He leans on the door frame, "No, give me the gun. Give me the gun," Sidney allows him to take the gun out of her hand. "It's okay," He repeats three times, trying his best to reassure you both.

You and Sid step behind Billy as he unlocks the door, "Careful," You advise.

He opens the door and Randy storms in. "Please, help me," He begs.

"Woah! Come in, come in," Billy encourages. He shuts the front door without locking it again and has his back facing Randy.

"Stu's flipped out. He's gone mad!" Randy laments.

Billy slowly turns to face him, "We all go a little mad, sometimes," He whispers, lifting his arm to point the gun at him.

"No!" "Billy!"

"Oh, fuck," Randy mutters before he's shot on his shoulder. He flies back, crashing and breaking the table behind him. He rolls on the glass-covered ground, groaning in pain as you and Sidney rush to his side.

Billy inhales, scratching the side of his head with the gun. "Anthony Perkins, Psycho," He credits the actor and movie after quoting from it.

You and Sid turn your attention to Billy now that he's revealed his true colors.

He hums, licking the "blood" off of his finger, "Mmm, corn syrup. Same stuff they used for pig's blood in Carrie."

Your blood ran cold and you could feel your stomach churn. You couldn't believe you had pitied the boy before you. He played up his innocent act so well that you actually began to feed into his web of lies.

Sidney slowly shook her head, her face twisting into a look of horror as she tried to flee into the kitchen, dragging you along. She didn't get very far and ran straight into Stu, who stood in the kitchen doorway.

You couldn't quite decipher his facial expression. His eyebrows furrowed in a subtle, almost unnoticeable way, lips parted as if to say something or just in shock of Billy's confession of being the Ghostface killer. He hadn't even looked down at Sidney when she bumped into him, his eyes portraying a distant and forlorn look.

He could have fooled you if his expression hadn't been so empty--so hollow. People say you can never truly fake emotion because your eyes, the window to your soul, give away your true feeling. You're beginning to think they were right. His eyes were devoid of emotion. There was no sympathy, no fear, and most of all, no remorse.

"Stu, help us, please," Sid cried into his chest.

He finally looked down at her, revealing the device in his hand and bringing it up to his mouth, "Surprise, Sidney," He says with a gleeful smile. With a click of a button, the device warped his voice, altering it to sound like the voice from all of the disturbing phone calls.

You gulped a wad of spit down your throat, turning your head to look at Billy. He looked taken back by Stu's declaration, but it was all a part of their plan. Everything they had hoped to accomplish was coming together.

Sidney had pushed Stu aside, forcing her way into the kitchen with you following behind. Her hope was to weasel you and her out of the kitchen and leave through the back entrance/exit (depending on how you looked at it), but Billy's familiarity with the house came into play.

Stu remained at the back end of the kitchen while Billy made his way around, going into the living room that had previously been filled with drinking teens. The gun in his hand was trained on you and Sidney, as you and she almost made it through the doorway leading into the living room where Billy was shamelessly blocking the both of you from entering.

Stu threw the voice changer to Billy, and he caught it with his free hand."What's the matter? You both look like you've seen a ghost," He jeers, speaking into the device all the while holding a devious smile.

With no escape, you and Sidney are backed into a corner. Quite literally. You and Sidney back away from the killer–both of them, into the right side of the kitchen. Stu and Billy stalk towards you and her, surrounding you like vultures hovering over their prey.