𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚔. 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.
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It's been a year, and no one's caught the killers of the Woodsboro Massacre. You managed to get into college, and work up enough courage to go. But the past always comes back to bite you in the ass, doesn't it?
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𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗.
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TW: blood, murder, strong language, gore, bodily horror, probably more that I can't think of right now.
Reader discretion is advised.
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𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍? 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍.
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THIS IS BOOK 2 OF THE SERIES. You'll need to read book 1 for much needed context.
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𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜!