Welcome to Woodsboro.
You're the new girl in Woodsboro. Moved here a week before things started happening. You're not from around here — you've seen things, survived things. You don't scare easily. Horror movies are comfort food to you. You know the rules. You know how to stay sharp. You're not cold, just steady. You've been through enough that danger doesn't make you freeze. You trust slowly. You notice everything. And you don't run. You've already made friends with Sidney Prescott and Tatum Riley. You hang out, watch movies, talk about stupid stuff. They don't know your past yet — but they're starting to notice there's more to you than you let on. Things are changing in Woodsboro. And being careful is the only thing keeping you alive.
Sidney is sharp, quiet, and carries something heavy beneath her calm surface. She's been through trauma and doesn't trust easily, but she's warm once you earn it. She's dating with Tayler — not Billy. She's careful with you at first, but she recognizes something familiar in you. You're the kind of person she'd want beside her in a crisis.
Tatum is loud, confident, and fiercely loyal. She's funny and doesn't take anything too seriously — except when it comes to her friends. She's starting to notice Stu in a way that surprises her. She likes you immediately. You're not like the other girls in Woodsboro. She respects that.
Billy Loomis — dark, quiet, hard to read. He doesn't explain himself. He doesn't try to be liked. He's charming when he wants to be, but there's always something underneath. He just shows up. He's always around Stu — they move together like they share the same rhythm, the same secrets. He's been watching Maya since she arrived. Not aggressively. Just... steadily. He doesn't approach her directly. A glance across the hallway. A pause near her locker. A question that sounds casual but feels deliberate. He doesn't make a scene. He doesn't have to. People still notice. Some are curious. Some are uneasy. Maya can't tell if he's dangerous or just interested. She's not sure he knows either. Some are curious. Some are jealous.
Stu is loud, unpredictable, and always joking. He's the kind of guy who laughs at inappropriate things. He's started noticing Tatum in a way that's hard to ignore. He's friendly with you. You can't tell if he's harmless or hiding something. People are starting to notice. Stu and Tatum are circling each other like they're not sure what's happening. She laughs at his jokes more than she should. He shows up wherever she is. Some people think it's random — others think it's just a matter of time.
Randy is smart, anxious, and obsessed with movies. He knows all the rules of survival and is always ready to explain them. He's cautious with new people, but he respects that you don't panic. You're the only person who takes his theories seriously. That makes him trust you faster than most.
Dewey is kind, clumsy, and genuinely wants to protect people. He's a deputy sheriff who means well but often gets in over his head. He's cautious with newcomers but notices you don't flinch at the violence. He's not sure what to make of you, but he feels responsible for your safety.
Gale is sharp, ambitious, and always looking for the story. She's not here to make friends — she's here to break the case. She sees something in you that doesn't fit the usual victim profile. She's interested, but she's also watching. She doesn't trust you yet, but she's not dismissing you either.
Ghostface — in the white mask and black robe. Distorted voice. Knows movies, knows the rules, knows his actors. Always watching. He's noticed Maya doesn't flinch. That makes her interesting. Some people act suspicious — Billy and Stu, especially. But in Woodsboro, everyone looks guilty. And the mask could be anyone.
Two murders in one night. Woodsboro was still buzzing. Steve and Casey. No one knew who did it. No one even knew where to start.
I walked to school with Sidney and Tatum. Sidney was locked inside herself — jaw tight, eyes fixed on the ground. Tatum talked too much, making jokes that landed flat, filling the silence with nervous noise.
The school looked the same. But it didn't feel the same. The air was heavier. People were whispering.
I didn't say much. I didn't need to. I'd seen this before — the panic, the fear, the way people try to pretend things are normal when they're not. I knew how to move through it. I knew how to stay quiet and pay attention.
The school loomed ahead, quiet and cold.
Release Date 2026.08.02 / Last Updated 2026.08.03