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Chapter 2
Ally/Joe/Douglas/Sandy/Neveah/Kenley
While the horror has played out at Iris’ house, a party is happening at a discoteque. The music is playing loudly, everyone is having a good time and it seems like nothing happened this night.
Within the large group of party people, the six friends Ally, Joe, Douglas, Neveah, Kenley and Sandy are having a good time on the dance floor. Douglas is on his way to get some tequila while Kenley and Neveah are stealing the show. Ally and Joe are a couple and are dancing together while Sandy dances, drinking one of her cocktails.
Douglas returns with some tequila, looking super excited. The group quickly meets at one of the sitting places.
Ally: I’m in the mood for some heavy stuff.
Neveah: Girl please, if you call this heavy then be ready for the next round.
Everyone raises their shot and quickly take it. While everyone swallows their tequila quickly, Sandy almost chokes on it. Joe slowly taps on her back.
Joe: Damn, was this your first time?
Sandy: Not really, I have taken tequila so many times. I don’t know -
Neveah: It might just be me but the music is gettin’ better and better! I’m off to dance again.
Kenley: Without me? Bitch.
Neveah: Girl come.
While Kenley and Neveah move themselves back towards the dance floor, Ally walks towards Joe.
Ally: Should I ask for a romantic song? The DJ might just throw a love song into it.
Joe: Nah.
Joe ditches his girlfriend as he’s following the two girls back to the dance floor. Ally raises an eyebrow while Douglas and Sandy look towards each other, slowly dancing on the rhythm of the music.
Douglas: Err… trouble in paradise.
Sandy: And you still ask me why I’m single.
Douglas: I know! Hold on.
Douglas grabs his phone and opens the Grindr app, which shows how many guys are currently present at the discoteque.
Sandy: What?
As Sandy looks at his phone, she immediately understands it.
Sandy: So many?
Douglas: Mhm. It’s pathetic how many single men there are, but given the drama, I slowly understand it.
While Douglas and Sandy grin, Ally moves herself towards the duo.
Ally: Am I bothering you two?
Sandy: Why would you?
Ally: I - I just don’t get why Joe is so passive aggressive all the damn time. I ask him one thing and he ignores me.
While Ally rants, Douglas looks behind her and sees Joe kissing a random girl on the dance floor. Sandy sees it too, wanting to distract Ally.
Sandy: Yeah, what if we get some drinks? I’m sure that’d help.
Ally shrugs and then turns herself, seeing how Joe is kissing a girl. Ally looks stunned. She walks onto the dance floor.
Ally: What the fuck?!
Joe: Shut up.
Ally looks confused.
Ally: Joe, what is your problem?!
The random girl leaves as Joe walks towards Ally.
Joe: As if you never kissed a random dude before.
Ally: Actually, no, I never did.
Joe: Your plastic lips say different.
The nasty words confuse Ally a lot. She doesn’t know why he’s so harsh on her.
Ally: I don’t know why you’re doing this.
Joe: I’m breaking up with you. Goodbye.
Joe returns back to the dance floor while Ally looks petrified. She turns herself and runs towards the storage section of the discoteque. Sandy wants to follow her but gets pulled back by Douglas.
Douglas: Trust me, you don’t want to get into that.
Sandy: Shouldn’t we just check on her, though?
Douglas shakes his head. He sits down and grabs his phone which causes Sandy to shrug, looking around.
While the others are still partying, Ally made her way to the basement. Her mascara is all over the place because of the crying. She’s on the phone with a friend of hers.
Ally: He’s …. I just don’t know. Maybe he’s drunk, a nasty way of being drunk … I don’t know why he broke up with me, because he was in the wrong … I’m not that stupid to just beg him and ask him to stick with me till the -
Some noises can be heard in the basement which causes Ally to look around.
Ally: Hello?
Friend: Hello.
Ally sighs.
Ally: Not you. I thought I heard something.
Friend: Aren’t you at a party?
Ally: Yeah I am, but I’m at the basement. 
Friend: Oh, did you hear about -
Right at that moment, an incoming call from an anonymous person pops on Ally’s screen.
Ally: Hold up.
She puts her friend on hold and then picks up the anonymous call.
Ally: Hello?
Anonymous: Hello.
Ally: Who is this?
Anonymous: I’m not sure if I should say that.
Ally frowns.
Ally: Joe … is that you?
Some laughing can be heard.
Ally: If you think this is funny, I’m literally gonna trash talk you all over instagram and twitter. You got that?
Anonymous: You aren’t very smart, are you?
Ally: I have no idea why you’re doing this. I have done nothing wrong to make you so pissed at me. Like stop with the insults.
Anonymous: How do you mean, you have done nothing wrong?
Ally: I’ve treated you right. I’d pop your pimples or even shave your legs if you’re feeling lazy.  I’d never date a different guy. Not for any reason. I’m the most loyal girlfriend you can imagine.
There’s an silence, which causes Ally to sigh.
Ally: And now you’re quiet again, stereotypical Joe.
Ghostface: I’m not Joe.
Ally now looks up.
Ally: What?
Ghostface: The thing you did wrong was going to the basement all by yourself.
Ally: How did you know?
Ghostface: Because I’ve been waiting for you here.
Ally quickly walks back to the door where she just entered, but it seems to be locked. Because there’s loud music on the other side, no one can hear anything coming from the basement.
Ally: Hello! Open the door! Joe, if this is really you I’m so fucking done with you.
Ghostface: Do I need to prove that I’m not Joe?
Ally: Eh …
Ghostface: Have I proven myself when I say that I see you right now?
Ally: What are you trying to do? Why me?
Ghostface: There’s some stuff you will never know about. For the story to make progress, people need to die. And you, Ally, will be the hopeless plastic bimbo that won’t make the next act.
Ally starts to look intimidated and puts Ghostface on hold. She’s now talking to her friend again.
Ally: Are you still there?
Nothing can be heard. Ally closes her eyes and takes back the conversation she’s having with the anonymous caller.
Ally: I’m not in the mood for this. My boyfriend just broke up with me. I rather go home now.
Ghostface: I can’t let that happen.
Ally: Why me!?!?!
Ghostface: You’re repeating yourselves a tad too much. It’s time for the next step. I want you to open the closet.
Ally looks around her and sees one closet standing far at the end of the basement.
Ally: Why?
Ghostface: I want to see if I’m right about your stereotype.
Ally: I don’t know …
Ghostface: Are you scared?
Ally: I’m done with this.
She quickly turns herself back to the door and slams on it, screaming for help.
Ally: HELP! I’M LOCKED! HELP!
Ghostface: I know where the key of that door is hidden.
Ally: Where?!
Ghostface: It’s inside the closet. All you have to do is to open it.
Ally closes her eyes again, opening them again. She slowly walks towards the closet.
Ally: So if I open the closet, I get the keys and return to the party? You’ve had your fun.
Ghostface: Just open it.
Ally feels that this is a bad decision but there’s nothing she can do. She walks towards the closet and slowly moves her hand on the door. As she opens it, she comes eye to eye with Ghostface.
Ghostface moves themselves over Ally, stabbing her in her shoulder. Ally falls on the ground and quickly stands up, screaming.
Ally: LIAR! NO! HELP ME! PLEASE HELP ME!
She reaches the door again and keeps slamming and kicking it. As Ghostface runs into her, Ally quickly kneels and manages to dodge a attack from Ghostface. She runs to the other side of the basement as she sees Ghostface chasing her.
Ally: Please no!
But Ghostface doesn’t listen. They slam their knife through Ally’s stomach, causing her to scream and cry. Ghostface stares towards her as Ally drops on the floor, putting her hands on her stomach.
The lights inside her eyes slowly die down, as Ally loses consciousness and stops breathing afterwards, dying. Ghostface grabs the keys out of their cloak, and then moves themselves over the body of Ally.