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ANASTASIA CLOSED THE Basement door behind them and sat on the steps.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked, worriedly.
"I'll be fine." Anastasia replied, leaning her head against the railing.
"Oh my God..Tara!" Sam exclaimed, trying to go back upstairs.
Richie stopped her "Wait, no, no, Sam. She has a gun. There are always two killers."
Anastasia looked at Richie then to the puddle at her feet. Roman shrugged. Sam aimed the knife at Richie. Anastasia got her gun out of the back of her pants, aiming the gun at Richie.
"Anya, what the fuck?!" Richie exclaimed.
"I have it on me to protect me from murderers, you're the love interest and so is Amber." Anastasia said, glaring at Richie.
"Sam, Anya, please put the knife and gun down." Richie said, raising his hands in surrender.
Sam and Anastasia shared a look.
"Look, I think, I think the other killer might be Tara." Richie said.
"What?!" Sam and Anastasia exclaimed.
"She's the one that brought us here and you two have been estranged for years. I mean...how well do you really know her?" Richie looked at Sam.
"What the fuck?" Anastasia breathed out.
"Better than I know you. Come on, Anya." Sam said, walking upstairs.
Richie tried to follow her.
Anastasia shook her head "Stay back!"
Richie looked at Anastasia and sighed. Anastasia put her gun in the back of her pants, again, following Sam upstairs. Anastasia hid in the living room. Sidney came into the living room, aiming her gun at Anastasia.
"Mom?!" Anastasia exclaimed, holding her hands up.
"Baby!" Sidney cried, hugging her daughter.
Anastasia winced.
"Oh, baby. You're bleeding." Sidney said, checking Anastasia's shoulder.
"Mom, I want to go home." Anastasia cried.
"We will, baby. After we catch the fucker." Sidney said, holding her daughter close.
Anastasia followed Sidney.
"Anyone hiding, killer or not. You have five seconds to show yourself!" Sidney yelled, shooting the closet door.
Anastasia opened it, it was empty. There was a bang upstairs.
"Mom.." Anastasia said, looking at Sidney.
"Come on.." Sidney said, as they checked everywhere.
Anastasia got her gun out and aimed it at the top of the stairs. Sidney's phone rang.
"Mom..." Anastasia looked at her.
Sidney answered it.
"Hello, Sidney!" The killer said.
Anastasia rolled her eyes.
"Hello there. Where'd you go?" Sidney asked, looking around.
"Oh, this isn't Amber. I'm the other one." The killer responded.
"Oh, there's two of you, again. I've seen this movie before." Sidney told the killer.
"Not this movie, Sidney." He responded.
"Mom, hang up." Anastasia told her mother.
Sidney shot at another door "You really need some new material."
"I got you here, didn't I? Amber shot your daughter." The killer taunted.
"Fuck you." Anastasia spat.
"Fuck you. You might actually be the most derivative one of all. I mean, Christ, the same house?" Sidney asked, shooting another door.
"Maybe, so, you forgot the first rule of surviving a Stab movie. Never answer the..." The killer got cut off by Anastasia and Sidney.
"We're bored." Both girls said.
"Wait!" He exclaimed.
Sidney hung up the phone. Anastasia shot at the door. Richie screamed in pain.
Sidney opened the door "Put your hands up! Show me your hands! What are you doing in here?"
"Hiding from murderers." Richie panicked, holding his hands up.
"We told you to come out!" Anastasia yelled, aiming her gun at Richie.
"I'm not gonna come out! You both are shooting everything!" Richie exclaimed.
Amber came out, tackling Sidney.
"Mom!" Anastasia yelled.
"Holy shit, it's Ghostface!" Richie exclaimed.
"No shit!" Anastasia yelled at Richie.
Sidney and Amber fought then flew over the stairs.
Anastasia helped Richie up "Come on, you fucking idiot."
"Hey!" Richie exclaimed.
Anastasia wrapped his arm around her as they walked down the stairs.
"Richie! Anya! Gun. Get the gun." Sidney coughed.
"Yeah, kinda hard since your daughter shot me in the leg and your daughter's been shot!" Richie yelled at her.
Sam picked up the gun aiming it at Amber. As soon as they got downstairs Anastasia walked over to Amber, kicking her in the chest. Amber coughed, holding her chest.
Anastasia went over to Sidney "Mom.."
Sidney cupped her face "You okay?"
Anastasia nodded.
"Thank God, you're okay." Richie said, before stabbing Sam.
"No!" Anastasia yelled, tearing up. Sam looked at Richie in horror.
"Cause I really...really wanted to be the one that killed you." Richie told Sam.
Anastasia shook her head, thinking "Richie's the second killer."
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