The Douglas Murders
5
by Scott
Tabby was among the huge crowd that turned out for a humongous new casino being built just half a mile away from the school she went to, Douglas High. In fact, the school administration actually were the ones who planned to build it, arguing that the profit from the casino- named, "The Patriot's Palace of Gold"- would help benefit the school.
A huge tarp was placed over what was probably a four-story tall building.
The superintendent was at a podium, giving a speech. "Now, be prepared for the most fabulous thing to hit education since- well, EVER!"
"This is SO gay!" she said to her friend, Nik, who was standing right next to her.
The tarp was brought down, and fireworks blasted into the air as the casino was introduced. It was huge. Maybe not huge by Vegas standards, but for the little town of Box Elder, there wasn't a building anywhere near this size.
"Think we should go in?" Nik asked.
"Are you kidding? It's so stupid!" Tabby snapped back.
"I don't know," Nik said, almost hollering over the noise of the crowd. "It might be pretty cool."
"Trust me, Nik, this is going to be the absolute stupidest thing to ever hit this shabby little town!"
Five minutes later....
"Tabby!" Nik called. "What are you doing?"
They were both inside the casino now, and Tabby was quickly plunging quarters into a slot machine.
"Tabby!" Nik continued, "You're not old enough to gamble!"
"Actually, no it's not..." someone behind them said.
Nik and Tabby turned around to see the new superintendent, Dr. Schlong. He explained, "You see, ladies, the school district managed to buy this land from the government, sort of like a reservation, and we were able to buy the rights to create our own laws on our piece of real estate, and one of our laws is, 'Any person over the age of 12 will be able to gamble without prosecution'."
Dr. Schlong left them, heading to a couple of waitresses or something, with playboy-bunny style rabbit tails on their dresses.
"Come on, Tabby," Nik said. "You were right, this place sucks. We should get out of here and see a movie."
Nik snapped, "No way! This totally rocks! It's SO addictive, too. I feel like I'm on a high whenever these quarters jingle together..."
"OK, you're getting WAY too wierd, I'm outta here, whether you want to or not," Nik mentioned, walking through the doors.
What's her problem? Tabby thought. She loved winning all kinds of money. OK, so maybe she only won a couple bucks, but she was on a roll. At this rate, she'd be rich in like an hour.
What seemed like minutes later, she had to take a piss. What the hell? she thought. I just went to the bathroom a few minutes ago!
She looked at her watch. What seemed like a few minutes turned out be more than an hour long! She didn't want to leave the awesome slot machine, but she had no choice. Looking around, she followed a narrow hallway she thought would bring her to some restrooms, but she soon found that it was a dead end, with only some unmarked doors to the sides. Were any of these restrooms?
Tabby was about to go back to the main gambling area when she heard a flush and someone walked out of one of the doors with toilet paper stuck to the bottom of her shoe.
Good, Tabby thought, They really should've marked these doors.
Tabby quickly ran into the bathroom and got into a stall. She sat down as she closed the stall door and did her business (I won't go into detail). She heard some dripping, which probably wasn't unusual for a restroom, but it seemed to be coming from the stall next to her. There was also some creaking behind and underneath her, as if she was putting a lot of weight on the floor and toilet.
The dripping sound got louder and faster, and it was efinitely coming from the stall adjacent to the one she was in.
"Are you OK in there?" Tabby asked, just in case someone was in the stall.
No answer.
"Hmm, must be some leaky toilet or some crap like that," she said to herself. Pulling up her pants, she was about to flush it, when she was SHOCKED to find that...
The flusher was coin operated!
"Shit!" Tabby remarked under her breath. Those cheap greedy bastards, didn't care how much money they squeezed outta people. She dug out a quarter that she worked so hard to earn from the slot machine and put it in. The toilet flushed.
The weird creaking sound that she heard earlier got even louder as the water went down the toilet, and Tabby was bewildered. What was wrong? Then the creaking got even louder as the floor beneath her gave way, and she fell into the darkness below.
She got up and looked around. She looked like she was in some kinda basement. She looked up. There was a hole just big enough for her to fall through on the ceiling (that's where she fell from) and some broken pipes were leaking water. Then something else dripped from the hole in the ceiling. Something red. Blood.
Did she cut herself along the edge when she fell? No, it couldn't have been that. Where was it coming from?
Then, something fell from the ceiling, almost crashing into Tabby. It was the corpse of some guy, with still fresh stab wounds!
Looking up, she saw the killer, looking back at her from the hole in the ceiling, wearing a Scream costume.
Not sticking around to see what happened next, Tabby ran like there was no tomorrow, her pants soaking wet (from the water in the pipes, not pee, you moron!). She went through a bunch of really dark corridors, lit only by a few faint light bulbs that hung from the ceiling.
Once again, there were a bunch of doors along the sides and a dead end. She tried one door. Locked. Another. Locked.
"Dammit!" she cried.
Then she stopped. What was that sound? Coming from one of the rooms, it sounded like a phone ringing. She found the door it sounded like it was coming from, tried to open it, but it was locked.
Someone was coming down the hallway. Was it the killer? No. It was someone in a fisherman's suit, his face concealed in the shadow underneath his hat. Tabby was about to run to him for help, but then he noticed he carried a hook. She saw enough horror movies to know that anyone wearing a fisherman's suit and armed with a hook probably isn't gonna try to save you from being murdered. (This mean's that the fisherman is another killer!)
The phone was still ringing. Although the door was locked, it looked like it was made out of aging wood, and she might be able to kick it down. She rammed into it with her shoulder. It buckled, but still was intact. She kicked it again.
The fisherman was coming closer.
The door looked like it was finally starting to loosen up, but would she get it down in time? She rammed it again. No progress. Again. Some dust dropped from the edges.
The fisherman was coming closer.
"Stay back!" Tabby yelled. This didn't stall the fisherman any, but she didn't really expect it to. She hit the door once more. SUCCESS! The door broke free of its hinges and flew to the floor. Tabby immediately ran inside.
The room had no lights, and was illuminated only by the hanging bare light bulb from the hallway. Still, she could see that there was another door at the oposite wall, and desk with a phone- the one that was ringing.
She quickly picked up the receiver. "Hello? You'll have to hang up, I gotta call--"
"Hello, Tabby." Whoever it was on the other end said.
She knew that voice. "Who- who is this?"
"You know who I am," the killer replied. "I mean, you wouldn't forget the voice of the Scream killer, would you? I'd like to thank you for picking up that phone- now I know EXACTLY where you are!"
SUDDENLY, Tabby felt a slash in her back. The phone was a trap! She broke free of the killer (the Scream one) and ran to the other door in the room and flung it open. There was a flight of stairs, one leading up, and one leading down. She went up.
Not bothering to look behind her, she sprinted up, trying to distance herself from the killer, who she didn't even know whether he was still behind her or not. Her cut on her back hurt like crazy! She kept going until her legs felt like they were going to fall off. Finally, she reached a door. She opened it, and she was back at the level where she was earlier, near the bathroom. While no one was in the hallway she was in, she could hear the slot machines and the voices of people beyond it.
"Thank God," she said under her breath.
ALL OF A SUDDEN, one of the doors ahead of her opened, and it was the fisherman, his hook ready. He immediately spotted Tabby and advanced on her.
"HELP!" she cried, but no one could hear her above all the noise. She backed into the stairway, but she tripped on her own untied shoelaces and she fell down about a dozen steps before stopping. Her head HURT, and her knife wound was bleeding even harder now. Looking up, she couldn't see the fisherman. Did he really just leave her there? Maybe he wasn't even really trying to kill her. Just because someone looked like the psycho from I Know What You Did Last Summer doesn't mean they were a killer, or did it?
Her back aching, she slowly got back to her feet and went back up. No one in the hallway. This time, she ran though, determined to make it to the main area. Of course, her shoe laces got in her way again, and she fell once more.
"Dammit! I have to remember to tie these stupid things!" Looking down, she realized that her laces were caught on a bare thread of a rug. Trying to get it undone, she only made things worse- getting her shoes tied together AND caught on the rug.
Just in time, too, because the ghostface killer opened one of the doors and spotted his victim.
"Oh, shit- HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!"
No use. Everybody was probably laughing too hard or getting too drunk to hear her.
She jerked herself forward, trying in vain to get herself free of the rug or her shoes.
The killer looked like he was amused at the situation, because he was only walking toward her.
Tabby had to do SOMETHING, so she reached into her pocket and flung some of her change at the killer, even though it didn't do much to stall him.
"SOMEBODY-HELP!!!"
One of her feet popped out of her shoe, and then the other. She was free.
She ran as fast as she possibly could to the main area. She stopped right in front of a sport-utility vehicle that was on display as a prize.
"PEOPLE! HELP!!" she screamed, even though she knew the killer was probably gone by now.
Among the stunned faces she saw Nik, who was gulping down champagne like no tomorrow. Tabby thought she had gone home, but oh well.
SUDDENLY, the car rolled forward, fell off its platform, and crashed on Tabby.
"OH MY GOD!" Nik screamed, just realizing what happened.
Some waitress opened the door to the car. "Someone turned off the parking brake!"
It took half a dozen people to lift the car back up and onto its podium.
Tabby's body didn't look as bad as you would expect from someone who was just crushed by an SUV, but it was clear that she was on the brink of death.
Nik knelt beside her. "Tabby! Tabby, I'm so sorry!!"
Inbetween huge gasps for breath, Tabby replied, "The.....
Tabby's body went limp. She was dead.
Nik screamed, "NOOOOOOOO!!!"
It was the next day, and Meagen walked into Douglas High School. In the past year or so, it had been a place of education, fun, and most of all, terror.
There was a huge press conference being held in the gym, and news reporters, students, and faculty poured inside.
"Wonder what this is about?" she asked herself. This school system had been host to plenty of strange happenings over the years, and she didn't know what would happen next.
As she walked inside she looked around in the mess of people to see if there was anybody she knew. At first, nobody, but then walked in Gary, one of her closest friends. She still didn't know what kept her from asking him out, because he was pretty damn fine. He was smart, funny, nice, athletic, and just so damn perfect she expected him to part the Red Sea and turn water into wine any day now. Sometimes he would grow kind of an afro with a comb sticking out of it.
Along with Gary walked Tracy, who was flirting with him.
"That's so funny, Gare-Bear!" Tracy laughed at something Gary had said.
They spotted and immediately greeted her. "Hey, Meagen," they both said.
"Hey, guys," she said back. "Do you guys know what's been going on?"
"No," Gary answered. "But it looks like we're going to find out pretty soon."
Meagen then saw Ricky, Chris, and Sunny sit down nest to them.
"Hey, what's goin on?" Sunny said.
"I'm OK, but, Sunny, weren't you supposed to have moved?" Meagen asked.
Before Sunny could answer, Chris blurted, "She was, but she couldn't pass the chance to give me a blow."
"Shut up, you pervert!" Sunny replied. She turned back again to Meagen. "Well, you see..."
Before she could finish, Scott and Nik walked in, and Nik looked like she'd been through hell.
"What happened, Nik?" Meagen asked. "You look like crap."
Nik was on the verge of crying. "It's all because of me. Tabby's dead because I left her alone in that stupid casino!"
Meagen felt her heart skip a beat. "D-dead?"
"She got stabbed by someone- and... and then some tire of this big car fell and crushd her!" Nik answered inbetween sobs.
This was definitely not news Meagen wanted to hear.
Dr. Schlong walked up behind a podium as cameras flashed. A ton of reporters were there, including none other than the famous and notorious Constance Spano.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the press and public, we of the Douglas School District have called together this conference to address a number of topics that have recently concerned our system of schools," the superintendent (Dr. Schlong) began.
"The first of these topics concerns the very unfortunate death of Douglas High student Nik Von Eye, who died in our fabulous new 'Patriot's Palace of Gold'. She will be sorely missed by friends, family, and faculty."
There was a sudden uproar from the crowd of journalists. Meagen thought she heard Constance Spano ask, "What of the reports of her being stabbed?"
"People, please, we'll have plenty of time for questions later," Dr. Schlong reassured the reporters. "It's been nearly two years to the month that former Douglas student Sabrina Golden was fatally taken away from us. As you probably already know, she was the victim of not one, not two, but THREE attacks by sinister stalkers. We've decided to honor her memory by officially labeling tomorrow 'Sabrina Day'. Schools all over the country will be closed to pay respect to Sabrina Golden, everybody's favorite little victim."
There was applause from the crowd upon hearing about this, even though at least some of it was coming from students who didn't have to go to school the next day.
"Now," the superintendent continued, "We come to some more dark news. Three Douglas students- whose names are Robert Crandal, Keith Hersey, and Jennifer... Jennifer something, went into the Black Hills, hoping to film a documentary about local legend Dan Hattum, have mysteriously dissapeared and are presumed dead. Only their footage was found... and we're going to show it to you, right now!"
Just as he said this, a really big screen popped up, and started playing the footage. It started out all black with the words, "A couple days ago, three students went into the woods of the Black Hills hoping to shoot a documentary. A couple days later their footage was found..."
"Oh, God. This is so stupid," Meagen muttered under her breath. When she remembered this was actual footage, she shut her mouth.
The scene cut to some choppy camerawork being done by what Meagen guessed was Jennifer. It looked like she was in some room, probably in someone's house.
Then, Robert walked in the room.
From behind the camera, Jennifer sighed, "What are you doing here, Robert? I'm busy. Me and Monique and Jasmine are going to go shoot a documentary. They were supposed to be here an hour ago, where are they?"
Robert responded, "They sent me to tell you they couldn't make it."
"What?" Jennifer said angrily, "I can't do this thing by myself!!"
Then Keith entered the room, he had sun glasses on and was being his normal goofy self.
"Keith, what the hell are you doing here?" Jennifer asked.
The scene abruptly cut to the inside of a minivan, where Jennifer was once again holding the camera and Robert was driving.
"I can't believe I let you guys talk me into letting you two come with me. You better not screw anything up! Hey, Robert, are you sure this is your car? Do you even have a license? A learner's permit? Robert?" Jennifer sounded pretty frustrated.
"Yes! I do! This is my car, I have a license, and... OK, I don't have a license and I just stole this car," Robert admitted.
"You are pathetic, Robert, you know that? What's Keith doing?" Jennifer moved the camera to the back of the van, where Keith was sleeping on his seat, and a can of soda on his lap was tipped over and spilling on the floor.
"Ugh!" Jennifer said. "That is SO disgusting!"
The scene cut again to the three of them hiking through the woods, with Robert holding the camera this time.
"OK, Robert, hold it right there. Got me in the shot? Good. This is the best opportunity to tell the audience what's going on." Jennifer stood, facing the camera. "A year ago, a serial killer by the name of Dan Hattum wreaked havoc upon the students of Douglas High School. According to legend, he cast a spell on himself so that when he died, he would come back to life a year later, to cause even more mayhem. He was supposedly buried somewhere in these Black Hills, and we are going to attempt to find his grave site."
After this, there was another edit to another scene where Jennifer was holding the camera, and she and Keith were still exploring the woods. The sun was about to set.
"Keith, I can't find my map. We haven't gotten anywhere and it's almost dark and even if we don't find the grave we should atleast know the way outta here. Keith, do you have the map?" Jennifer asked.
Keith answered, "No, I don't have your map."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm positive. You see, I didn't think we would really NEED the map, since you said you knew your way around these woods, and we didn't bring any toilet paper with us, so...."
"Shut up," Jennifer ordered. "You did NOT just...."
Keith nodded.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU STUPID CRACKHEAD, YOU WIPED YOUR ASS WITH OUR MAP AND NOW WE CAN'T FIND OUR WAY OUT OF HERE?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?"
Jennifer then shouted a whole lotta cuss words at Keith, and the uncomfortable situation lasted for about 5 minutes.
Jennifer sounded like she was starting to lose her voice as she said, "How could you?.....hey, where's Robert? Robert!! Where are you? Robert? ROBERT!!!!!!! This better not be some stupid joke! Keith, do you know where Robert is? Forget it, we'll just leave without him. I can't believe I went through this with you two punks!"
Once again the scene cut to Jennifer (still holding the camera) and Keith trying to get out of the forest, but to no avail. Then, they saw something. It was a house!
"That is the creepiest house I've ever seen," Jennifer said.
Keith added, "I know, let's go in it."
There was yet another cut, and this time Jennifer was running through the deserted and delapidated house. No one else was in sight.
"Keith? Where are you? God, I can't believe we went into this freaky house!" Jennifer called.
Then, it sounded like someone was screaming for help.
"Robert? Robert, is that you?!"
Jennifer ran through the house, running down stairs, and flailing through the basement. Then, she stopped when she found Robert standing in the corner.
"Robert? What are you doing in the corner?" Jennifer asked.
Robert turned around and answered, "Oh, I just had to find a place to take a piss-- WHAT'S THAT BEHIND YOU?!!"
SUDDENLY, the camera fell to the floor, got broke, and that was the end of the footage.
The room brightened up and the screen went away.
This made Meagen think. Maybe Dan was the killer! It's not like he didn't have any experience being a murderer or anything.
Dr. Schlong took the podium again. "There's no reason to believe that supernatural forces were behind these dissapearances," he said. "We shouldn't jump to conclusions and believe that Dan Hattum killed those people."
JUST AS HE SAID THIS, part of a wall was cut open, and Dan Hattum walked in, chainsaw in hand.
"BWAAAH-HA HAA!" he yelled. "That's right, Dan's back and ready to take my revenge on that STUPID bitch Meagen, who managed to kill me and stop my plans a year ago!"
Several security officers took out there guns.
"I don't think so, I planted a bomb somewhere in this room and if you try anything stupid it'll nuke this place off the map!" Dan responded. "Now, Meagen, get over here!"
Meagen reluctantly gotup and walked over to him. This was NOT a comfortable situation. Dan grabbed and held her by the neck with his free hand. "OK, people, you just stay where you are and nothing will happen to you... for now, anyway."
Dan lead Meagen out of the room and they walked through the hallway, his hand still clutching her neck.
"You just HAD to wait until after the footage was over before making your big entrance, huh?" Meagen asked.
Dan answered, "Hell, yeah! People got to see some of my finest work right there."
Meagen added, "And what about Tabby?"
"Who?" Dan asked.
"Don't play dumb with me! You know you killed her, too!"
Dan had a weird look on his face, like he actually was confused. "I have no idea who you're talking about!"
"You stupid reject..." Meagen sighed.
Dan tightened his grip on her neck. "It's not smart to diss me when I'm holding a CHAINSAW, Meagen!"
Then, a door opened in fron of them, and Constance Spano, the news reporter, walked out, holding a pistol. Sunny also walked out, holding a shovel like it was a weapon.
"Freeze right there, asshole," Constance remarked. "I've shot you with this gun before, and I can do it again."
"I TOLD you people to stay there!" Dan yelled.
Sunny responded, "Yeah? Well, what are you going to do about it?"
Dan looked frustrated.
"There really isn't a bomb in this building, is there?" Constance asked.
Dan hesitated. "No," he answered finally.
"Now let go of Meagen," Constance threatened.
"You think you can scare me with that little pistol? Well, it's gonna take more than that, you skanky ho!" Dan boasted.
Constance fire, and the bullet grazed the hand Dan held Meagen with, causing him to let go of her. Meagen ran to Constance's and Sunny's side.
"I've got you now, you little punk!" Sunny charged forward, wielding her shovel, but Dan cut it in half with his chainsaw. Sunny fell backward as Dan narrowly missed her.
Sunny was right next to an open closet, and got excited when she saw what was in it. She got back up, armed with her very own chainsaw. "Ha! I got one, too!"
Dan replied, "Mine's bigger."
"It's not the size that counts!" Sunny said back. "It's how you use it!"
Dan and Sunny attacked each other, sparks flying as their chainsaws came in contact. Meagen didn't want to enter in the fray for fear of being in the middle and getting sawed to death.
"Constance! Do something!" Meagen ordered.
"They're moving too fast, I can't get a clear shot!" Constance replied.
Dan kicked Sunny in the stomach, causing her to drop her chainsaw and accidentally break it. Dan was about to swing downward to get her, but Constance fired. Unfortunately, he blocked the bullet with his chainsaw.
THEN, someone broke through the wall right next to him. It was some wierd zombie-like looking chick, who dragged Dan into the room she was in. From outside, they heard Dan's screams for help.
They waited a couple minutes, after Dan stopped screaming, before they looked to see what happened. When they walked through the hole in the wall and into the next room, they discovered Dan lying on the floor motionless, his chainsaw next to him.
"Is he dead?" Meagen asked.
Constance answered, "I think so, looks like his neck is broken."
Just then, Gary, Scott, Tracy, Nik, Ricky, Chris and a couple of security dudes walked into the room. "What happened?" Gary asked.
"Danielle got him," Meagen answered.
Sunny looked confused. "Who's Danielle? Actually, WHAT'S Danielle?"
Meagen explained for her. "You see, Danielle was another one of those serial killers that hang around here. After she was killed, she somehow came back to life and became sort of a zombie chick."
Scott added, "Yeah, she almost killed me once, luckily I escaped."
Sunny was bewildered. "How many serial killers are there around here?"
"Right now, I think Danielle's about it, but there was a whole bunch. Scott's the clone of one of them. Don't worry, he's totally sane," Meagen told her.
"Whoa, this is too much information to handle at once!" Sunny said. "I think my head hurts now, thanks to you."
Gary said, "It's best not to think about it."
"OK," one of the security officers said. "You better get back to the gym, your superintendent will have another conference to address what happened."
They all walked out of the room and back into the gym.
After about 10 or 15 minutes, Dr. Schlong took the podium once again. "Please, please settle down, everyone," he pleaded. He waited a couple seconds for the talking to die down. "OK, now. Here's the information we have for you, but details are a little sketchy, since the investigation has only just begun. Dan Hattun has now been thwarted, since he is now dead. There is no bomb anywhere in this building, so there is no need to worry. Please, no questions right now, there's more.
"Sabrina Golden Day will be in honor for all the victims of senseless acts of violence, including Jennifer Satterfield, Robert Crandal, and Keith Hersey. And don't forget Tabitha Schmidt, too! Before our interruption, I was about to announce one of our most ambitions plans for celebration of Sabrina Day. I have a special guest speaker to announce it to you. Chris?"
Everyone was shocked and surprised when Chris Rock (yes, CHRIS ROCK-you might have to suspend belief with this) walked on stage, took the podium, and started speaking. He got a standing ovation.
"Thank you," Chris started. "I'm here to announce to you that, in celebration of Sabrina Golden Day- and the fact that Dr. Schlong gave us a shit load of money- the MTV Video Music Awards will be held downtown! In fact, the civic center's been renovated so everyone could fit! But what I wanna know is this- why in the hell do you people keep coming back to this school? I mean, you know a killing spree happens every year, and you know there's psychos like Dan Hattum and Danielle Starr roaming around... BUT YOU STILL COME BACK TO THIS SCHOOL! That's like those people who camp in Jason's woods even though they know Jason will come and fillet their ass! Especially you brothers out there. You know these killers are tryin to copy horror movies and you know black people are always the first ones to get knocked off, SO WHAT IS YOUR ASS DOING HERE?!"
Meagen wasn't really listening because she was spending most of her time admiring Gary. Maybe she should ask him out.
"See something you like?" Sunny whispered to her.
"What? Shut up, Sunny," Meagen replied playfully and quietly.
"Why don't you ask him out? You know you want him," Sunny said.
Meagen thought for a moment. "I don't know. I want to go out with him, but, I don't know, I think we're more comfortable as friends."
"Well, if you make a move, better do it fast. Looks like Tracy's out to get him," Sunny responded.
Meagen turned to her. "Tracy already has a boyfriend."
Sunny, quietly so no one would hear, told her, "Well, what if- keyword being IF- what if Tracy's a slut and she goes for Gary anyway?"
Meagen looked just a tad bit upset. "Tracy is not a whore. And besides, Gary wouldn't say yes to her when she's already taken."
Sunny backed off, "I guess you're right."
Chris Rock had finished talking and left the podium, and the audience gave him another standing ovation.
After the reporters asked Dr. Schlong questions, the conference was over, and everyone packed up and left.
Constance (the famous news reporter chick) gathered her notes and made sure everything was in order with the camera man. Then, she made her way to the exit. BUT someone got in her way.
It was Ricky Franklin, one of the students of Douglas High.
"Ricky, get out of my way," Constance said. "I'm lucky this was an emergency situation, because otherwise I would've broken the restraining order, violate my parole, and ruin my career- AGAIN."
"You know you still want me," Ricky said. "You NEED me."
Constance replied, "Yeah, I need you like Michael Jackson needs more plastic surgery. The only reason I ever hit on an under age punk like you was because I was drunk."
"That's bull, you were totally sober," Ricky retaliated.
"Yeah? Well, the jury saw differently, now, if you excuse me..." Constance walked passed him and out the door.
Chris Larson was next to Ricky. "I still can't believe you knocked her up. Her, a famous news reporter."
"Believe it," Ricky said. "And you know she'll be back. She can't resist my charms."
Chris looked at him funny, "Whatever Ricky, I'll see you later."
Nik started driving home in her new car. Unfortunately, there was a whole bunch of detours in the area and she wound up getting lost. She was on a road that looked like it was in the middle of nowhere. Occassionally a car went by, but other than that, she was on a deserted road.
She sure glad Dan was dead. She knew that Tabby was killed by more than just a falling SUV. Now she had nothing to worry about but getting home.
The sun was setting. She was taking way too long trying to find her way around.
She looked at the rear-view mirror. There was one car behind her. Its headlights were on and she couldn't see the person driving it.
Her cell phone rang. She reached into her bag with her right hand and took the phone out.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Hi, Nik. Remember me?" the Scream voice said.
This was NOT happening. "Who is this?" Nik asked.
"I think you know who I am," was the response on the other line.
"I mean besides my killer," Nik replied.
The killer laughed, "Ha! That's for me to know and you to find out."
Nik glanced again at the car behind her. It started speeding up and passed her. The driver was some old lady. As the car sped away, she thought, OK, so he's not in the other car...
"You know, this is actually pretty familiar," the killer began. "Years ago another girl named Nichole was also killed in a car, and she also went to Douglas. Nichole, Nik, see the similarity?" (Those of you who read DM1 probably remember this in the opening scene)
"And let me guess," Nik stated. "I'm going to die, too, in the same way, right?"
The killer answered, "Bingo."
Nik asked, "Where are you?"
After a second, the killer's reply came. "RIGHT BEHIND YOU."
Immediately, Nik turned to face the backseat, expecting some Scream killer to stab her. Nobody there. Then her eyes looked out the rear window and saw two REALLY bright headlights advancing on her and not slowing down.
"Oh, shit!" Nik cried, turning back to the front. She was coming up on a turn.
SUDDENLY the car buckled as it was hit from behind and got pushed off the road. Nik's car landed in a ditch, while the killer's car leaped over hers and landed about 10 feet ahead and stopped.
"Ow!" she cried, feeling her head. She looked up ahead at the killer's car. It was motionless and she couldn't see anybody inside.
She tried restarting the car. No luck.
ALL OF A SUDDEN the air bag went off, completely startling Nik.
"NOW you go off, you stupid piece of crap!" she yelled at the bag. She opened the glove compartment and took out a club- the kind you usually use on your steering wheel to prevent anyone from stealing your car.
Armed with the club, she got out of her car and headed toward the killer's. She was going to find out who this bastard was.
As she got closer, she could see the killer, in the Scream costume, sitting knocked out (?) in the driver's seat. She opened the door. "OK, ghostface, let's see who you really are...."
She reached for his mask, but THEN he woke up and tried to grab her.
Nik screamed and clobbered him on the head with the club. He was out cold again.
"OK, forget it. I'm outta here," Nik said to herself as she ran to her car. She climbed in the seat. The airbag was still inflated. "There's no way I'm driving with this thing in my way," she said to herself. She took out a hairpin and popped it.
The pop from the airbag was a lot louder than she expected, and it startled her. She looked back at the killer. It didn't look like he was affected by the noise.
"Don't fail on me now," she said as she tried starting the car. It took a couple minutes, but she did it. The engine was on and everything was OK. "Yes!" Nik yelled.
SUDDENLY the fisherman jumped at her from the backseat. Was he hiding in the trunk the whole time? The fisherman tried to get her throat with his hook, but Nik moved, and the hook dug deep into her shoulder.
"AAAAARRRGH!" Nik screamed, trying to break free of the painful hook.
Using his free hand and his hook, the fisherman flung Nik's head against the windshield, causing it to crack. He did it again, and again, and again, until the windshield was completely shattered and Nik was dead.
Scott was walking through a graveyard at night, the moon shining. He couldn't find his way out of there. SUDDENLY, a bunch of bodies dug their way out of their graves, and they walked zombie-like toward him.
"Scott---" one familiar corpse said, "Why did you kill us?"
The zombies surrounded him. "No!" he yelled.
Another dead body asked, "Why did you murder us?! Why, Scott?!"
Scott screamed, "It wasn't me!! I'm just a clone, I'm not the real Scott!!"
The zombies jumped on him.
"NOOOOOO!!!"
Scott woke up. Sweat soaked his pillow. It was just a dream.
Scott turned to his side and tried to get back to sleep. Then, he noticed someone else was in his bed.
"What the---?"
ALL OF A SUDDEN the other person sat up and it was the Scream killer!! Using the voice box, the killer said, "You killed them, Scott!"
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" he screamed.
"Scott, wake up!" someone said.
Scott opened his eyes. "What?"
It was just another dream. He had fallen asleep at the police station. Meagen had tried to wake him up.
Meagen, Scott, and Constance were all called to the station by the sheriff, who said he had something urgent to tell them. He was walking toward them now, holding some papers.
"Sheriff," Meagen began. "What's going on?"
The sheriff sighed, "I'll be brief and to the point." He glanced at Constance and told her, "Remember, this is strictly off the record." He continued, "Nik Von Eye has been murdered."
Meagen felt uneasy. "Do you think it was Danielle Starr who did it?"
The sheriff shook his head. "I don't think so. We found this taped to her body." The sheriff took out a small piece of paper contained in a plastic bag, probably to keep fingerprints off it. They all read what it said: "MEAGEN LEGG'S NEXT! P.S. I AM NOT DANIELLE!"
Meagen believed what it said. She doubted zombie chicks could write legibly.
The sheriff continued, "That's not all. The coroner discovered that Nik had nearly identical genetic makeup as Nichole Von Eye and Nikki Von Eye, who were both also victims of other killing sprees a few years ago."
Constance asked, "But what does that mean?
The sheriff answered, "It means that either these three girls were either long lost triplets or," he hesitated, "Or Nikki and Nik were clones of Nichole."
"Clones?" Meagen said. "I admit that those three did seem similar, with the same last names and everything, but I never thought they were clones of each other!"
Constance turned to Scott. "Well, now we know why you're here," Constance said. "You're a clone, Scott, do you think the same people responsible for you created these Nichole Von Eye clones?"
Scott thought for a moment. "I think it's possible, but the lab that created me closed down over a year ago, and none of the scientists ever told me their intentions before I was released."
"Why would anybody keep making these clones?" Meagen asked.
"We don't know," the sheriff answered. "The scientists involved have since dissapeared, so we can't just go questioning anybody. But the important thing is to make sure you're safe, Meagen. We can move you to a secure location..."
Meagen interrupted, "No, I'm gonna stay in my own house."
The sheriff retaliated, "But the killer probably knows where you live."
Meagen said, "I'm counting on that." She walked out of the police station.
Tracy walked up to Meagen's front door. She hoped she was OK after hearing about Nik dying last night. She knocked on the door.
After a couple seconds, she heard Meagen's voice say, "Who is it?" from inside the house.
"It's me, Tracy."
A few more seconds passed. "OK, come in, the door's not locked."
Tracy opened the door and closed it again as she walked in. She jumped when she saw Meagen holding a shotgun and aiming it at her.
"Aaah! Meagen, what are you doing?!" she screamed.
"Give me on good reason why I shouldn't blow you away," was Meagen's response.
Tracy hastily answered, "Because I'm not the killer! Is that a good enough reason?!"
The shotgun was still pointed at Tracy. "How do I know that? Maybe you're trying to kill everyone so you'll have no more competition and you'll be free to have Gary all to yourself," Meagen replied.
Tracy looked at her. "Is that what you think? You think I want to go out with Gary? Meagen, if you wanted to go out with him, I would let you. And besides, I already have a boyfriend. What'd you think I was a whore or something?"
Meagen stopped aiming the shotgun at her, realizing that suspecting Tracy was pretty stupid.
Tracy told her, "Now give me the gun, it's pointless to be so paranoid."
While she didn't give the gun to Tracy, Meagen set the gun on the couch. "You're right," she admitted. "All these killers just freakin' frustrate me all the time."
"I just came by to see how you were doing after Nik's... you know, death," Tracy said. "By the way, where are your parents?"
Meagen answered, "They're on a trip to Vegas. I guess the casinos over here are too deadly."
"I hear ya. Oh, yeah, they're saying on the news that because of that MTV Awards there's going to be some short power outages."
Meagen enquired, "Really?"
"Yeah," was Tracy's response. "You know, don't you think it's weird how Sunny came back and she hasn't told us why? I mean, she was supposed to have moved weeks ago!"
"That is pretty weird," Meagen said. Then she had a weird thought. Could Sunny be the killer? No, Sunny would never do anything like that.
SUDDENLY the power went out. Even though Tracy did say there might be some, it still made Meagen feel uneasy. "Don't you think you should be going soon?" Meagen asked.
"No way, I'm staying here so you don't shoot somebody," responded Tracy.
Chris (Larson, not Rock) made his way into the hotel, trying to find Room 23A. Constance had called him earlier and asked if he could do an interview for her, to get people's reactions to all the killings going on. His reply: "Hell yeah!"
He found the room on the third floor and knocked on it. After a few seconds Constance opened the door.
"Hey," she said. "Ready to do this interview?"
"Sure," Chris said as he walked inside. He noticed that, although there was a camera in there, the room seemed strangely empty.
"Isn't there supposed to be like a camera man in here or something?" Chris asked.
Constance had a devilish smile on her face. "He's gone, because there isn't going to be an interview."
Chris got confused. "What?"
Suddenly, Constance removed her long jacket and she was dressed in lingerie. "Getting stimulated?" she asked.
Constance wasn't the best looking chick in the world, but she wasn't bad, either, and Chris always wondered what it would be like to do someone famous. "OK, you're a filthy, slutty whore," he began. "But I like that."
Constance smiled again. "Good, now someone can join Ricky and me."
Chris was shocked. "RICKY?!"
Just then Ricky walked out of the bathroom holding a bottle of champagne. He stopped when he spotted Chris. "What's going on?" he asked.
Chris headed for the door. "Forget it, Constance, I'm outta here!" He walked out of the room.
Ricky was in total confusion. "What was that all about?"
"Oh, don't worry about him, Ricky," Constance told him. "Because tonight is going to be all about us!"
Ricky smiled. "I knew I was right about you and me. You thought that first night was so amazing that..."
"Don't talk," Constance interrupted. "It's time for us to speak only in body language."
Chris stormed down the hallway in the hotel. What was Constance thinking, trying to have them and Ricky in a threesome. The whole thought was just plain gross. He couldn't wait to tell everyone about that slut.
He stopped when he heard a horrifying scream coming from one of the other rooms, followed by a loud thud. What was that?
Chris approached the door to the room, but then stopped. "What the hell am I doing?" he asked himself. "I should be getting my ass outta here, before I get killed!"
Chris turned the opposite direction and pushed the button to the elevator. The numbers above the door lit up, and the elevator was on its way up.
ALL OF A SUDDEN, the door of the room where he heard the scream opened, and the fisherman popped out, armed with a blood-stained hook.
Chris was stunned at first. Was this the kind of killer Chris could easily beat down, or was it the kind you see in horror movies that were kind of super human and couldn't be killed (kinda like Danielle)?
The fisherman approached him.
Chris then had a burst of confidence. "Bring it on, bitch!" he said.
SUDDENLY, the elevator doors behind him opened up, and the Scream killer popped out, stabbed Chris in the back, and pulled him into the elevator as the doors closed again before the fisherman could make it in. Chris tried resisting, but the killer still had a firm grip on the knife stuck in his back, and pain shot through his body as the killer slowly twisted it.
"Ow, fuck, you fag-who are you?!" Chris yelled.
The killer took out the knife and stabbed him again- and again and again and AGAIN.
Blood stained the floor as Chris died.
Meagen sat uneasily on a chair in her living room. Tracy had been in the house for probably a couple hours now, and it was getting dark. The power was on again, but there wasn't a guarantee it would stay that way, with the MTV Awards sucking up the electricity and all. Since they couldn't find a flashlight, they lit the house up with a whole bunch of candles.
"I gotta go to the bathroom," Tracy said as she walked to the bathroom. About a minute later, the power went off once again, with the candles the only thing bringing light into the room.
"Tracy, did you make it there OK?" Meagen called. In the dark, Tracy could've tripped on something, even with the candles in place.
No answer.
Meagen got up and realized, toward the bathroom door, the candles had stopped burning. Then the next pair of candles stopped. Then another. Then another. Extremely weird considering there wasn't any breeze going through the house.
"Tracy," Meagen called again. No response.
She thought she heard a footstep as yet another candle stopped. Now, it was so dark that only the living room could be seen with the remaining candles.
Was that another footstep she heard? "Is that you, Tracy?" Meagen asked. Nothing but another soft foot step. She didn't stick around to find out whose it was.
Running immediately to the front door, Meagen first checked to see if anyone was behind the door. Didn't look like it, but it was very dark outside.
She opened the door, BUT THEN got startled as someone popped up in front of her.
It was Gary.
"Gary!" Meagen said, catching her breath. "You scared me."
Gary said, "Sorry, I just wanted to see how you were doing, with Nik getting killed and these power outages and all. You OK?"
Meagen answered, "I think there's someone in the house, besides Tracy."
Gary looked at her and asked, "Are you sure? You're not just being paranoid?"
"Yes! I'm sure." Meagen faced inside again. "Tracy!! You there?!"
Still no response.
Gary said, "I'll check inside. You stay here."
Meagen refused. "No! I won't let you go in there alone. And besides, you know splitting up always means one of us is going to get killed!"
Gary, after a moment of hesitation, agreed. "OK, let's get in."
It was just then that Meagen noticed that all the candles in the room had burned out. She stopped.
"You know, Gary," Meagen began. "If this killer is trying to copy a horror movie, like the others were, don't you think he'd want us to come inside a dark, scary house?"
"Well, yeah, but we can't just leave Tracy in there...."
"Yeah, but if I'm wrong, then we just leave Tracy in the house while she's in the bathroom. If I'm right, then Tracy's already dead and we'd just be going into a deathtrap!" Meagen explained.
SUDDENLY the power came back, and the lights in the living room turned on again. No sign of anybody inside.
"Come on, Meagen," Gary insisted. "There's no one inside. Now let's get in."
"No! Gary, come on, we'll go knock on a neighbor's house and we'll call the police and they'll check things out."
Gary understood that Meagen could be scared, but he was getting a little frustrated. "Fine, if you don't want to go, then stay here. I'm going to check Tracy out. I mean, I'm going to check if she's OK."
Gary walked inside the house, calling out, "Tracy! Are you here?" He then walked in a direction where Meagen couldn't see him. She waited by the front door.
ALL OF A SUDDEN the power went out again, and the house was pitch black.
"Gary! GARY!" Meagen called.
No response.
SUDDENLY someone popped up behind Meagen and frightened her.
She realized it was just Tracy.
"Oh, Tracy, you scared me! Thank God you're..."
Tracy interrupted her. "There's a fisherman killer in the house!! He almost got me but I clmbed through a window!!!!"
"I knew it! Now we have to go get Gary and then get out of here---"
Before Meagen could finish, the fisherman popped out of nowhere and got Tracy in the stomach with his hook.
Meagen cried, "TRACY!!"
Tracy shouted back, "RUN! SAVE YOURSELF!!"
Without hesitation, Meagen fled back inside the pitch dark house. "GARY!! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
The power went on again, and Meagen scrambled to find her shotgun. Where was it? She checked under the couch. Not there.
THEN someone grabbed her shoulder. It was Gary. "Calm down, what happened?"
"It's the fisherman! The bastard killed Tracy!!" Meagen responded.
Immediately Gary ran out the front door, Meagen following him. Tracy and the fisherman were gone, but there was a trail of blood that led to an open manhole. They stood above it, staring down.
"Think we should go down?" Meagen asked.
Gary answered, "No, that's just what the killer wants us to do. We should get the cops and let them check it out."
JUST THEN, the headlights came on from a car facing them further down the road. They could see the Scream killer in the driver seat. Then, tires screeching, the car started to speed toward them.
"Doesn't look like we have much of a choice now," Gary stated. He jumped into the manhole. Meagen took a deep breath and jumped in, too.
She landed in the sewers. They were on pavement, parallel to a flowing stream of dirty water. The sewers were more or less a bunch of dark corridors that twisted around in a giant maze.
"Are OK, Gary?" Meagen asked.
"Of course I'm OK, now we'll try to find another manhole and get the cops...." Gary stopped.
Curious, Meagen asked, "What is it?"
Gary was looking down at the ground, where the trail of blood started again, which continued onward, twisting around a corner.
"Think we should follow it?" Meagen asked.
Gary looked at her and answered, "Let's do it."
Meagen smiled. "You know, you're really cute when you're all confident like that."
Meagen's original enthusiasm vanished as the trail ended. In front of them was a door and a ladder leading, well, up somewhere.
"Where to now?" asked Meagen.
OUT OF NOWHERE the fisherman fell from above (probably from the ladder) and punched Gary in the face.
"GARY!!" Meagen screamed.
The fisherman blocked Gary's way to the door, but Meagen was freely accessible to the door.
Gary told her, "Meagen, go!"
Meagen hesitated.
"GO!"
Meagen ran to the door, pulling it open and closing it behind her.
Meagen stopped, her back to the door, and she caught her breath. She was in some room. Next to her were two closet doors. She was about to walk forward, but she stopped again. If she knew anything about horror movies, then one of the killers was going to pop out of one of these doors.
She grabbed the knob of the door to her right, took a deep breath, and quickly opened it. "Gotcha!" she yelled.
But nothing but a crowbar fell out of the closet.
"OK," she said to herself, clutching the crowbar as a weapon. She turned to the other closet door. Grabbing the knob, she braced herself. She knew someone was behind this one.
SUDDENLY, the fisherman opened the entrance door, slammed it shut behind him, and charged after Meagen. Luckily, with her quick reflexes, Meagen hit him a couple times, knocking him out.
As he was on the floor, Meagen hit him with the crowbar once more. "Now stay down!" she commanded.
It was just then when there was a pounding on the entrance door. "Meagen? Meagen, what happened, are you OK?" It was Gary.
Meagen ran to the door. "Yeah! I knocked him out!" She tried opening the door, but it wouldn't budge. "The fisherman must've locked the door or something, 'cuz I can't open it."
"I can't either," Gary mentioned from behind the door.
Someone started talking. "Glad to see you're having a happy Sabrina Day, Meagen." It was the Scream killer. But where was he?
Meagen walked away from the door and ventured further into the room, crowbar still in hand. THEN a slide projector suddenly turned on, and it was projecting images onto a screen on the opposite side of the room.
"I know you're wondering who I am, Meagen," the unseen killer said. "Why don't we look at the suspects?"
The slide turned to a picture of Constance Spano. "Can I be Constance Spano, the infamous news reporter who's so desperate for a story she'd go on a rampage?" the killer asked. "NO."
The slide changed, projecting an image of Scott. "Hmm, Scott. The so-called 'innocent' clone of a serial killer. Could I be him? NO."
The slide changed again, this time to a picture of Dr. Schlong. "Your superintendent, Dr. Schlong. Could he be trying to exterminate a generation of scum? NO."
The slide changed yet again, projecting a portrait of Sunny. "Sunny, Sunny, Sunny. She was supposed to have moved, but she's back and she won't tell us why. Could she be me....?"
SUDDENLY, the second closet door (the one Meagen was going to check but didn't) opened, and Sunny popped out of it, gun in hand. "FREEZE!" she ordered.
Meagen immediately wacked Sunny in the forehead with the crowbar, causing the gun to go flying and knocking her out.
Meagen wiped sweat from her forehead. "I should've known you were one of the killers, Sunny." She turned to the pistol, which landed at the other side of the room. She went to get it.
ALL OF A SUDDEN the Scream killer burst from the screen (he was behind it the whole time!) and grabbed the gun before Meagen could.
"Drop the crowbar, Meagen," the killer ordered, a voicebox held to his face and aiming the pistol at Meagen.
Meagen did as she was told. "You mean Sunny WASN'T one of you guys?" she asked.
"Nope," the killer answered. "Sunny wasn't a killer, she was just good timing. Well, time to say goodbye, Meagen..."
"WAIT!!" Meagen interrupted. "You can't just kill me now! First you have to reveal to me who you really are!"
The killer sighed, "Fine." He dropped his voice box and removed his mask and costume, revealing....(this is it! You're finally going to find out who it is! OK, first try to guess who it is before reading on. Got it yet? OK, now let's see if you're right)..........
The killer was Dr. Schlong!
"Wait a minute!!" Meagen complained. "You said you weren't Dr. Schlong!!"
"Ooops," Dr. Schlong said, smiling. "I lied. Are you ready to die yet?"
Meagen's reply: "Why are you doing this?"
Dr. Schlong rolled his eyes, as if he were wasting his time. "OK, I'll tell you my life story. I was once a brilliant scientist, a master of genetic engineering. One thing I always hated was those disgusting displays of 'entertainment' like rap music and movies like Scream, both of which persuade people to go out and kill. One day I learned of the first killing spree at Douglas, by Scott and Trent, which inspired me. I'll make an army of clones to go around killing teenagers. That way, those stupid Hollywood producers would realize what they're doing and stop making smut."
Dr. Schlong continued, "Of course, I didn't tell my supervisors my real intentions, so I was able to persuade them to let me make my clones. For a bit of irony, I made the clones off of the killers and victims of the other killing sprees going on! You already know Scott's clone, and now you know about Nik and Nikki being copies of Nichole Von Eye, but you'll be surprised of the people who were clones! I made Andy from Andrew, Alice from Alicia, and the list goes on!"
He added, "Unfortunately, the lab went bankrupt, and they took my clones and erased their memories and put them in foster homes. They didn't even know they were clones! Eventually they became victims of other killing sprees by people like Dan Hattum and Danielle Starr. What did I do then? I became superintendent of this school, and I tracked the remaining clones and survivors of murder sprees down, who were students. While I was at it, I got their friends, too! I was determined to delete the mistakes of the past. And that's not even the biggest part of my plan!"
Dr. Schlong backed to part of the wall, where a big machine was settled. Meagen had thought it was some sort of machine that mnaged the sewers, but apparently she was wrong. Dr. Schlong pulled a lever, a couple switches, and pushed a button. There was a loud sound while the machine operated.
"These pipes are connected to the ventilation system at the civic center, where they're having the MTV Awards!" Dr. Schlong proclaimed. "They're gonna fill the whole entire building with my special toxins. It's gonna turn all those filthy celebrities into blood thirsty zombies!! You know, this is the same basic formula that turned Danielle into the monstrosity that she is today. She came to me years ago and wanted something that would allow her to get her revenge just in case that the murder spree she was planning was foiled. I gave her a liquid form of the formula that kicked in when she died. This gas formula won't give the celebrities Danielle's super strength, but it will kick in immediately once they inhale it!! Now, finally I'm done with my life story, so now I can kill you!"
"You're totally psycho, you sick freak!!" Meagen screamed.
SUDDENLY, Sunny regained conciousness, quickly got up, and took out a pistol she was hiding beneath her pant leg. She aimed it at Dr. Schlong. "Drop the gun, asshole!" she commanded.
"No, YOU drop YOUR gun!" Dr. Schlong said back.
"Look, I'm a secret agent working for the FBI, now you better drop that gun and prepare to be arrested!" Sunny ordered again.
Meagen suddenly realized something. "Oh! So that's why you're still here! Cool!"
Sunny said, "I know! I get to investigate all kinds of crap, and it's cool as hell."
SUDDENLY, the fisherman got up and punched Sunny in the face, knocking her out (again). The fisherman took her gun.
"And just who would that be?" Meagen asked.
Dr. Schlong smiled. "Not all of my clones became dumb victims. I actually managed to hide one from the lab, and convinced it to do my bidding."
The fisherman removed his suit, and revealed himself. Who could it be?
It was none other than Sabrina.
"Sabrina?" Meagen said. "How could you listen to him? I mean, the original Sabrina fought against this type of stalker shit! Why..."
"Shut your mouth, Meagen," Sabrina replied. "The original Sabrina was just a stupid blonde whore, who's totally inferior to me!!"
Dr. Schlong added, "She's also MUCH superior to my OTHER Sabrina clone..."
Meagen was confused. "You mean there's a second clone of Sabrina? I never saw her."
Dr. Schlong laughed. "Ha! You've seen this clone before- everytime you looked in the mirror!"
Meagen's heart skipped a beat. "No! That can't be true!! That's IMPOSSIBLE!! I have memories, I have a family, they can't all be fake! I don't even look that much like her!"
"Believe it, bitch!" Sabrina responded. "Not only did the lab erase your memory, they gave you a new one. Your parents just adopted you, and your genetic makeup changed just enough so that no one would suspect that you're actually a worthless failed experiment."
Meagen said to herself, "I can't believe it... my whole life... is fake..."
"Yep, and it's time to end your fake life right now!" Sabrina told her as she aimed her pistol.
BUT THEN Meagen screamed, "NOOO!" and leaped forward, grabbing the gun. She and Sabrina got into a huge struggle, pulling each other's hair and clawing each other's face. Dr. Schlong wanted to shoot Meagen, but he was afraid he'd hit Meagen instead. What was the superintendent to do? He joined in the fray, and what followed was 5 minutes of pure carnage as they all wrestled for control. At one point, both guns flew from the three of them and they managed to pull away from each other.
There was a second of hesitation as each of them tried to get reoriented, and then Meagen ran to one of the guns on the floor, picked it up, and fired three time, directly hitting Sabrina twice in the chest and once in the forehead. Sabrina fell and was dead before she hit the floor.
Dr. Schlong tackled Meagen, who was caught off guard, and they once again got into a brawl. After a few minutes, they both splitted and grabbed the guns. They were both facing each other, holding and aiming their guns at each other.
"In my head I've been keeping track," Dr. Schlong began. "And the gun you have is empty!"
Meagen responded, "These guns look almost exactly alike. How do you know yours isn't the empty one?"
After this, Meagen squeezed the trigger. All there was was a click.
Dr. Schlong smiled. "Goodbye, Meagen."
Meagen closed her eyes. It felt like everything was going in slow motion as Dr. Schlong pulled the trigger. Nothing but a click.
Finally, Meagen was able to exhale. As Dr. Schlong realized his pistol was out of bullets, Meagen realized the safety was on in hers. She turned the safety off and aimed.
Meagen smiled, "Ditto." She fired.
Dr. Schlong fell to the floor, a bullet in his head.
It was just then that Sunny got up. "Cool," she said. "Looks like you didn't need my help after all!"
Gary was pounding on the door again. Meagen told him, "Stand back, Gary!" and she shot the lock off, allowing her to open the door. Sunny and Meagen both told him what happened.
"We have to hurry," Meagen said afterward. "Because if we don't, a whole bunch of celebrity zombies might start invading the city!!"
ALL OF A SUDDEN Danielle burst through one of the walls in the room!
"RUN!" Gary yelled as they all fled.
Danielle stayed in the room, looking at the Scream mask, costume and knife. She picked up the mask and put it on.
Meagen, Sunny, Gary, and Scott, who met up with them earlier, were waiting outside the civic center as a news van pulled up next to them. Constance and Ricky got out of the van.
"Glad you could make it," Meagen said to them. "Hey, where's Chris? And why are your clothes all loose like that?"
Constance answered, "Chris got killed, and me and Ricky were, uh, at the dry cleaners, yeah, that's it!"
"Right..." Meagen said, more than a little suspicious. "Anyway, I already told you about the killers being dead, but if we don't act now hundreds of celebrity zombies might find their way out of the building and start doing all kinds of crap. Good thing Sunny's got access to a ton of assorted weapons!"
Sunny came by and equipped everybody with either a shotgun or a flame thrower. She handed Meagen her gun.
"Hey, you found my shotgun!" Meagen said. "You found Sparky!"
Ricky looked at her funny. "You named your shotgun Sparky?"
"So?" Meagen snapped. "You gave your penis a name!!"
"Hey, don't make fun of Woody like that," Ricky said back.
"OK," Sunny instructed. "Here's the plan. Scott, you and me will guard the entrance so we can make sure no zombies get out. Ricky and Constance, you two will go to the ventilation regulator and fix it so we can filter and thin out all the gas in there. And Meagen," Sunny finished. "You and Gary will plant the bomb. All you do is pull the bar out of it, and we'll all have 60 seconds to clear out and find somewhere safe before the building blows up with all the zombies in it. Everybody got it?"
"Got it!" was everyone else's response.
"Let's do it! And don't forget to put your gas masks on! You can't take them off until Ricky and Constance get the ventilation running," Sunny reminded them. "And Meagen, here's the bomb..."
Meagen was reluctant to hold such a powerful explosive, so she told her, "You better let Gary hang on to that."
Sunny then gave it to Gary, who put it in a backpack he was carrying.
Meagen put the gas mask on. It felt a little tight, but it was alot better than breathing that toxic gas.
"OK, everybody, it's time to kick some celebrity zombie ass!" Sunny announced. Ricky and Constance opened the doors, and already some green gas was spilling out, but thinned out in the breeze. "Good luck, people!" Sunny said. Ricky and Sunny went in, followed by Meagen and Gary. Scott and Sunny stood guard at the door. Inside, Ricky and Constance parted ways with Gary and Meagen.
The gas was a lot thicker than even Meagen had anticipated. She could see probably 5 feet in front of her, and then all there was was green smoke. Luckily, it looked like Gary knew where he was going, so she just followed him.
SUDDENLY Britney Spears, now a walking corpse, appeared from the fog and attacked Gary, who luckily was fast enough to shoot her first. Britney fell to the ground.
THEN, from behind Meagen, Chris Rock appeared and grabbed her by the shoulders. Screaming, she managed to break free of his hold and then shoot him in the chest. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Good ol' Sparky," she said. They pressed onward.
A few minutes and a few dead celebrities later, Ricky and Constance found a door that was labeled, "Ventilation Regulation".
"Hey, we found it," Ricky said.
It was just then when Constance heard a footstep behind her. She turned around, and discovered that both the Backstreet Boys and N'Sync were behind them, looking ready to strike. Constance managed to shoot a couple, but the rest were coming on too fast for her to get them all.
Ricky pushed her aside and used his flame thrower to engulf the zombified boy bands in flames. Some fell to the floor, others walked away, their backs still on fire.
"What did you think you were doing?" Constance asked. "Are you crazy?"
"I saved your life, and this is the thanks I get?" Ricky replied.
"How do you know this gas wasn't flammable?" was Constance response. "This whole building could've blown up with all of us in it!"
Ricky argued, "But it didn't! Look, we don't have time to argue like this. Now let's get in the room and filter out all this gas."
Ricky opened the door and Constance followed him in, shutting the door behind her. Inside, there was a window that let you view some other room, but they couldn't see out of it because of the gas. Under the window was a machine that regulated the ventilation.
"Let's see here," Constance said, her voice muffled a little by her gas mask. "What's this button do?"
She pushed a button marked, "Environmental Controls". On a little screen next on the machine, the message popped up, "Regulate temperature?"
Ricky pressed No.
The next message appeared. "Change filtering settings?"
Constance pressed Yes.
The screen displayed, "Level of Filtration: Small, Medium, High, Very High, Extremely High, Emergency Level?"
Ricky put the cursor on "Emergency Level" and pressed "Execute".
After that there was a fairly loud sound as the venilators kicked in, working in turbo speed. It only took about 5 minutes before the gas looked like it finally cleared out. They could even see out that window! It was some huge room or hallway on the other side.
"Cool, we did it!" Constance cried in delight. They both took off their gas masks.
The gas had cleared out. "Looks like Ricky and Constance did their job," Gary said as he removed his gas mask. Meagen did the same. It sure felt good without that piece of thick rubber hugging her face.
"So where should we put the bomb?" Meagen asked.
Gary answered, "Let's put it in the most central area, so that it gets the whole building. I think we're close to it."
SUDDENLY, the wall burst open, and the Scream killer popped out.
Not hesitating, Meagen shot the killer in the chest. The killer stopped for a second, but still advanced on them.
Then Gary shot the killer. Still no stopping him!
"It's Danielle," Meagen told him. And considering that the killer just crashed through a wall and survived several shotgun blasts, she was probably correct.
Danielle still walked forward toward them!
"Run!" Gary ordered, and they both fled into two big doors. They opened it and ran inside.
They stopped when they figured out where they were.
"Gary!" Meagen whispered. "We're on stage!"
They both stood on stage, looking at the audience, who were all zombies now. There were hundreds of them! Luckily, they were wandering around aimlessly and they didn't look like they had noticed Gary and Meagen.
"Let's go," Gary whispered. "Quietly."
They walked slowly toward the door on the other side of the stage, careful not to grab any of the zombies' attention. About a minute later, they made it. Meagen pulled open the doors and they both vacated the auditorium. They walked through yet another huge passageway.
"Now where to?" Meagen asked.
"Let me check." Gary went to the wall, where a map of the civic center was located. "Hey, we're in the center of the building! This is the perfect place to plant the bomb!"
Gary turned back to face Meagen, but was shocked. Meagen was standing there, and Danielle was right behind her, still in the Scream costume, ready to strike.
"MEAGEN---!" Gary yelled.
Danielle swung the knife, but was stopped when it hit glass, cracking it.
Meagen spun around and screamed. What happened? She turned again and ran to Gary, but she was slammed into another glass wall.
"Gary!" Meagen cried.
She slowly realized what was happening. The entire section of the passage had turned into a virtually invisible maze of plexi glass, probably as some weird security procedure.
"Try to find a way around!" Gary ordered.
"I'm trying!" Meagen explained. "I can't see where this wall ends or begins!"
One of her hands holding her shotgun, she felt her way around with her free hand. She made it past a couple corners, but she still just couldn't get to where Gary was.
Meagen was startled by another sound of a crack. Danielle had almost broken through the glass wall in front of her!
Meagen backed up into a real (not glass) wall. She noticed that there was a window next to her. She went up to it and was surprised to see on the other side the ventilation room, with Ricky and Constance making out inside!
She pounded on the window, screaming, "Constance!! Ricky!!" The window must've been soundproof, because they didn't notice her.
Danielle busted through the glass wall, advancing on Meagen. Meagen tried to shoot her, but she was out of shells.
"Shit!" she said under her breath. She ran to the other side of the wall, where an emergency axe was located. She took it, turned around, and attacked Danielle. Danielle dodged, but Meagen's second swing got her in the shoulder. Still no stopping Danielle! She pulled the axe out of her shoulder and threw it, narrowly missing Meagen's head.
Meagen ran back to the busted glass wall and picked up some pieces of shattered glass and threw them. Most of them missed, but one managed to get lodged in her stomach. STILL NO STOPPING HER!!
Danielle pulled the glass shard out and continued onward.
As Danielle approached, Meagen took a few steps back. Danielle was getting closer, still armed with the knife.
Meagen looked upward. Just above the hole in the glass wall, the glass looked loose. Maybe...
Danielle was now walking through the hole. Meagen immediately threw her shotgun at the glass above the hole, and, sure enough, the glass broke loose, and the sharp edge of a chunk of glass pierced through Danielle's back.
Amazingly Danielle was STILL ALIVE! Luckily, though, the glass that was through her torso managed to pin her to the ground. She was squirming around, like she was anxious to break free and get Meagen.
Meagen went up to another part of the transparent maze, and Gary was at the other side of the glass.
"Don't worry, Gary, you can find away out of there, I think, " Meagen reassured him.
Gary told her, "I've tried everywhere! It's like I'm boxed in. I'm not giving up, though. Hey, what's that sound?"
Meagen heard the sound, too. It was like an electronic beeping that happened every second or so. "I think it's coming from your backpack," she told him.
Gary opened up his backpack and looked inside. His face did not look reassuring. "It's the bomb!! The bar must've slipped out of it somehow!!"
Meagen felt her stomach twist. "Can you deactivate it?!"
Gary tried putting the bar back into the explosive, but the countdown still went on. "I don't think so," he answered her.
"Gary!! You HAVE to find your way out of this maze, NOW!!"
Gary responded, "I will, but you have to get out of here!!"
Meagen screamed, "NO!! I won't leave you here, I won't go without you!!"
"Just do it, Meagen, we only have 57 seconds left!!" Gary argued.
Meagen reluctantly agreed. "OK, but you have to promise me you'll escape!"
"I promise. Now GO!" Gary commanded.
Meagen turned back and sprinted away. For a second she glanced back at Danielle, still stuck to the ground because of the glass. Meagen continued to evacuate.
Suddenly, she was lost. There were several paths to choose from, and it took her a while to orient herself and choose one. She kept running.
...30...
Meagen could see the exit doors coming up in front of her. Sweat poured from her forehead as she ran as fast as she could. BUT out of nowhere the zombified Puff Daddy and Jennifer Lopez were in front of her, and they looked pretty bloodthirsty (as if they didn't when they WEREN'T zombies!). Fortunately, they were so slow and awkward moving that Meagen just moved passed them.
...15...
Scott and Sunny were at the front doors, and Meagen screamed for them to "Get the hell outta" there. They ran with her as she went passed the doors and down the red carpet.
...10...
Meagen got passed the red carpet and was now on the parking lot. Still, she wasn't sure if she would be far enough from the explosion to be safe.
...5...
They were still on the parking lot. Suddenly, Meagen remembered something. "Ricky! Constance! Where are they?" Meagen cried.
"It's OK, they got out of the building not too long ago," Scott answered.
...3, 2, 1, 0...........
The civic center exploded in a gigantic fiery inferno that destroyed everything in its path. The sound was deafening. Meagen felt the heatwave hit her back, and a couple bricks narrowly missed hitting her in the back of the head.
Meagen kept running for a minute, her ears ringing. She finally stopped, catching her breath. She looked around her. There was Constance, Ricky, Sunny, and Scott.
She dropped her shotgun and stared at the destroyed building, still in flames. "GARY!! NO!!!!!"
Everyone else was silent.
"I knew I shouldn't have left him there!!" Meagen held back tears.
"I'm sorry, Meagen," Sunny said.
Meagen was down on her knees, "It's OK. I'll be OK..."
About 15 minutes later, the police arrived, as well as more press. Meagen, Sunny, Ricky, and Scott sat on the grass by the parking lot.
"Are you OK, Meagen?" Scott asked.
Meagen sighed, and answered, "Yeah, I'm fine."
Sunny said, "You're gonna have to tell the cops everything in a few minutes. And, sorry for not telling you guys that I'm an FBI special agent, but I had to keep it a secret."
"It's OK," Meagen told her. She added, "You know what I've learned? It was a good thing that me and Gary never got together, because we weren't destined to be lovers, we were destined to be friends..."
"Oh my God it's Gary!" Constance interrupted. Everybody turned behind them, and sure enough, Gary was slowly walking toward them.
Meagen fought back tears of joy and ran to him, giving him a huge hug.
"Gary!" she yelled even though he was right there. "I thought you were dead!!"
"No, I'm alive," Gary said. "I found a way out of the maze and I got out through the back exit."
Meagen smiled, swallowed, and asked, "Gary, do you want to, like, see a movie or something? Just the two of us?"
"Sure," Gary answered. "How about Scream 3?"
"Um, no, I think we've had enough of those movie," Meagen commented.
From behind her, Sunny exclaimed, "Meagen! What about that whole 'being destined to be friends' thing?"
"Destiny can wait," Meagen told her.
"Hey, you know what?" Constance asked. "All our problems are solved! The killers are dead, Dan's dead, Danielle's dead, you and Gary got together, me and Ricky have settled our issues, and we've gotten rid of all these zombies!"
Scott said to the contrary, "My problem isn't solved! There's still nobody out there that understands what it's like to be a resurrected clone of a dead serial killer.
Meagen smiled. She still hadn't told them that she was a clone of Sabrina yet. "I understand you, Scott," she told him. "I can kind of relate to that."
"So I guess my problem is solved," Scott admitted.
Gary then went, "Oh, Meagen, I've got something for you."
Meagen was curious. "What is it?"
"You left this in the building." Gary got out Meagen's shotgun.
"Oh! Sparky!" Meagen took the gun and held it like it was a teddy bear or something. "Thanks, Gare-Bear."
The sky was now a dark blue, and the sun was just barely above the horizon.
Ricky asked, "Did everybody have a Happy Sabrina Day?"
Sunny answered, "Are you kidding? It totally sucked! Well, except for the part where we kicked the killers' and zombies' asses!"
Meagen's answer: "It had its moments."
Meagen, Gary, Ricky, Sunny, Scott, and Constance Spano watched the sunrise.
And that's the end of The Douglas Murders.
Special Thanks: Me, Sabrina, Trenton, Nichole Von Eye, Bethany, Meagen, Dwayne, Andy, Alicia, Richard, Ricky, Danielle, Josh Martin, Scott Stoy, Cassie, Stefanie, Anna, Gary, Tracy, Billy, Ryan, Josh Gehrels, Dani, Brian, Shannon, Joe, Dan, Tyler, Tabitha, Nikky Herzog, Sunny Ringo, Jennifer Satterfield, Robert Crandall, Keith, Chris Larson, Ms. Freeman, Judge Judy, Neve Campbell, Jennifer Love Hewitt, and everyone else that was in the DMs!
...and don't go around killing people!
---Scott