Dirty Little Secret || Scream 1996 || Billy Loomis & Stu macher

5.

"Uh-huh."

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

"Uh.. I don't know."

"You have to have a favorite. What comes to mind?"

"Umm... Halloween."

"You know the one guy in a white mask that walks around and stalks babysitters."

"Yeah."

"What's yours?"

"Guess."

"Um..nightmare on Elm Street?"

"Is that the one with the guy that has knifes for fingers?"

"Yeah, Freddy Kruger."

"Freddy, that's right."

"I like that movie. It was scary."

"Well, the first one was, but the rest sucked."

"So, you got a boyfriend?"

"Why? Do you wanna ask me out on a date?"

"Maybe."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Mm..No."

"You never told me your name."

"Why do you wanna know my name?"

"cause I wanna know who I'm looking at."

The smile on Casey face fell. Her heart rate spiked in fear and anxiety. "What did you say?"

"I wanna know who I'm talking to."

"That's not what you said."

"What do you think I said?"

"What?"

"Hello?"

"Look, I've gotta go."

"Wait! I thought we were gonna go out?"

"Uh, I don't think so."

"Don't hang up on me!" Casey didn't listen, and she hung up. The phone rings again and startles her.

She hesitantly picked it up. "Yes?"

"I told you not to hang up on me."

"What do you want?"

"To talk."

"Well, dial someone else, okay?" She said before hanging up again, and the phone rings before she could even put it down.

She picked up, "Listen asshole-"

"No! You listen you little bitch! You hang up on me again, and I'll gut you like a fish!"

"Understand?"

"Is this some kind of joke?"

"More of a game, really."

"Can you handle that?"

"Blondie?" Casey runs around the house, locking the windows and doors.

"Can you see me?"

"Listen, I am two seconds away from the calling the police."