"Sam Carpenter, sister to Tara Carpenter and daughter to Billy Loomis, murdered around 9:35 pm last night. The survivor of the Woodsboro 2022 murders and the survivor of the New York 2023 murders" was heard over a knocked over television. 

Ghostface stood there with the buck knife in hand listening to the news, as if they've listened to it half a dozen times within the past 24 hours. Alot has happened within the past day. The twists, the turns, the reveals, the bloodshed that followed in the wake of everything. 

Sidney Prescott had a couple of stabs to her shoulders as she grabbed a vase slamming it into Ghostface's head and nearly dropping them before kicking them to the ground. Sidney has been chased all night long trying to avoid and kill them. Now was her shot with Ghostface groggy. "Your f***ing with the wrong final girl, sweet dreams a**hole" she took out her gun aiming it directly at Ghostface's head.

Then two shots was heard, and one of the shots got Sidney in the side of the neck as she fell to her knee's holding onto her throat in pain choking on her own blood. Blood boiling as she watched Ghostface stand up, but even in this moment Sidney's face looked as fearless as ever. "Who the f*** are you?"

Removing the mask, it was revealed to be TARA. Taking out the Voice Modulator putting it to her lips, "Hello, Sidney. Surprised?" Tossing the Modulator to the ground. Still in costume as she dropped the old mask to the ground. "We had them right where we wanted and you f***ed it all up. You are the reason why Sam, Chad and Mindy are all dead you f***ing cunt" Tara screamed at Sidney her voice filled with rage and emotion with tears filling her eyes. 

"This is what Jill wanted" Sidney spoke, "she wanted to break you, to turn you. I'm sorry for your loss, but I didn't have a choice".

Tara swung the knife towards Sidney's throat leaning down bringing her face closer to hers, "we always have a choice, Sidney. My sister trusted you, looked up to you and saw you as her idol and you picked her to die. Chad" crying before wiping away her tears with blood smeared across her face from her glove. "He sacrificed himself to get me away".

"It was either Sam or my children, Jesus Christ Tara. I truly am sorry for what happened, but if the roles were reversed, would you do anything different? Why be a Billy f***ing Loomis? Another Jill Roberts?"

"I learned that being bad? Feels so f***ing good. Your plot armor has expired and now your story finally concludes by my red right hand and maybe this was always my fate. I was Sam's anchor and the reason to pull her from that darkness. I tried, I tried everything to save her. To prevent anyone else from dying but you f***ed it all up and you became the author to your own demise" extending Sam's right hand out before she stabbed the knife right through Sidney's right hand and Sidney screamed while spitting up more blood.

"Look at that, now we're twins".

"Bitch. Your not going to get away with this. They'll catch you and lock you up" coughing up blood and spat on the floor.

"Not in my movie. You feeling abit woozy there? It's okay, because we all go a little mad sometimes" with that she slit Sidney's throat and kicked her body to the ground letting her slowly die as she stood there ending the Sidney Prescott story. An emotionless expression written across her face as she stood there for a good five minutes enjoying the sight. Then the second Sidney stopped moving she leaned down grabbing the old mask, it once belonged to Billy Loomis then her sister used it in the stabbing of Detective Wayne Bailey, or Wayne Kirsch months ago. 

Images of last night replying in her head with the reveal that Jill Roberts was alive and well and played them all. Forced Sidney to play a f***ed up game and Jill killed Sam right in front of her then Chad. Not before Tara got Jill right back and it was one big massacre. Tara was viewed as a missing person. Walking out of the apartment she didn't even bother closing the door and her dark hues stared up at the sky. Eyes filled with blood and tears of pain and misery. Ripping off the necklace Chad gave her a couple of days ago. It had the C4 logo on it to represent The Core Four. Her eyes looked up at the sky as it started to rain and she closed her eyes taking in the downpour and she started to laugh sinisterly. A laugh mixed with a bit of sadness. The blood and makeup washing away from her facial features as she stood there in the downpour.