a chilling shiver ran along the back of his neck when his eyes pushed themselves open. He felt the pressure of the chains digging into his wrists and ankles, it annoyed him. With a sharp exhale of air he pushed himself safely into the wall.

He groaned as he pressed his hands over his face, but then he frowned deeply when he heard whimpering. He looked up and the sound grew more intense as he walked forward. The chains made his wrists ache as he heard muffled shouts and screams.

He winced when the lights turned on, the room bright making him shield his eyes. He looked up his eyes widening at the sight in front of him.

"Gale..." he let out a shaky breath as he looked at the woman beside her "Tate..." he frowned deeply as he looked around the room.

The two woman were tied to chairs, a table in front of them holding a gun. He grew tense as he watched the blood drip down their foreheads. It was likely they were knocked out, it didn't surprise him.

He got an odd feeling of deja vu at the sight of it all, he tugged at the chains around his wrists harshly. "I don't understand, what is this! Why are they here?".

He looked at the doorway and then at the camera in the corner of the room. He flinched when the door opened, the figure walking inside with a slow pace.

"Hey answer me asshole! Why are they here!" he sneered angrily as he was pushed forward. He winced at the pain of it as he was forced in front of the table.

"You seem to have a history of saving people Corey, you're rather famous for helping people cheat death. I believe the first person you saved was sweet little Tatum, you should've let that pet door crush her". The figure laughed as they pulled the cloth off Tatums mask, the woman coughing slightly.

"Gale, she of course never had the slightest moment of your help, you've never helped her once when it came to life or death. You never truly put yourself at risk for this woman. Book after book and not once have you helped her, it's obvious you have favorites of your so called group. Why should Tatum have the honor of being saved? Gale deserves it all the same".

Corey looked at Gale when the cloth was pulled off her mask "I've helped them both, what does it matter if I helped Tate more. You're just an insecure person. Hiding under a stupid mask".

Corey flinched when the figures hand grasped his shoulder. They grabbed the gun off the table "do you have the same favoritism in this situation Corey? Would you let Tatum take a bullet if it meant Gale got to survive one last time. Death shouldn't be something that you cheat, not all of these times. You have a little test Corey, pick one... the other survives, if you don't pick... well then I might just have to kill them both while you watch. It's an easy game... you've done it so many times before, so go on.. save one".

Corey let out a heavy breath "no! That's insane, I won't do that... I'm not gonna kill someone I cared about!". "Haven't you done it so many times before? You've killed so many people who you've once cared about, history always repeats itself. You're nothing Corey Becker, you don't matter, and neither do they, so pick one before I gut them both myself! And I will not be as gentle about it".

Corey flinched when the gun was pressed into the palm of his hand "one bullet Corey, that's all it takes to take one's life. You should understand this is something you can't escape. I will ruin you piece by piece, until nothing but death remains. You can ruin someone's entire world in a matter of seconds, and you can save someone else's, so pick one".

Corey chuckled weakly "you're really gonna hand a loaded gun to someone you're holding hostage? You must really believe you're the shit". Corey looked at the gun with a defeated expression "then again you're not like the others, I can sense that about you".

Corey turned his eyes looking blankly at the ghostface mask "your little fans must be creaming there pants right now, front row seat of the Corey Becker". He waved his hand in front of the mask "I can see the camera from here, Jill did the same thing, hid it inside of her mask so she could upload it online. Then again she wasn't in a generation where live streaming was available. So she didn't have the honor of making others watch her little failure of a movie".

Corey couldn't help but laugh to himself as he shock his head, he scratched his head with the end of the gun as he looked around the room. "I mean seriously, what the fuck did I ever do to you! You said it yourself, I'm nothing, I'm a nobody! So who the fuck are you".

Corey grunted when he was pushed into the wall, the tight grasp of the figures hand tightening around his throat. "You took everything from me! And now I'm gonna do the same thing to you! So you better fucking listen before I start getting real angry. You have five minutes to kill one of these woman, and if you don't, I'll kill them both and then just for fun, I'll cut off your wife's fucking fingers. So do as your told!".

Corey coughed when he was thrown onto the ground, his hand rubbing at his throat. The figure placed the gun on the table before they walked out of the room.

Corey screamed angrily as he smacked his hands down on the ground. "Corey... it's okay" he turned as he looked at Tatum with a hurt expression.

He pushed himself off the ground "no, it's not okay Tate, we got out... we all got out of this shit show, we're all finally free from ghostface".

Gale sighed softly "we all know this was bond to happen, so much for a normal life away from all of this. I thought I got out after me and dewey finally decided to just move away... I guess not".

Corey leaned into the table "I can't do this, if this fucker is making me do this... who the hell knows what else is gonna happen. He got both of you, and you were safe, we were all safe".

His lip quivered in agony as he grabbed the gun off the table "I could just end this... one bullet is all it takes and I'll stop ruining peoples life's".

Tatum let out a heavy exhale "you know what will happen if you do that, we're all dead, Sidney too... I got a second chance at life because of you Corey. You saved my life all those years ago when this all started. I can't even imagine what would've happened if I was alone in that garage, let me do this one thing for you Corey. Please....".

Tears ran down her eyes "I need to do this Corey, it'll be fast.... Gale deserves to get out, she's finally getting her shit together with Dewey. Randy will understand... everyone will... just pretend I'm not even here... close your eyes".

Corey let out a shaky breath "I can't, I'm not going to hurt anyone, you both deserve to survive, this isn't fucking fair!". Gale let out a nervous sigh "this isn't the end Corey, it'll never end... just end it... don't give this fucker the satisfaction of you breaking. I'm old, I've had far more moments here, Tatum barely lived compared to me, it's not fair to take this away from her, she has a family.... I don't...".

Corey cried "you have me Gale, you have all of us and Dewey still needs you". Corey looked at the gun in his hand "this will only just get worst, no one's coming to save me, no one cares anymore".

He lifted the safety off the gun slowly "I just to pick one, so why is this so hard". He looked at Tatum and Gale both of them looking defeated as they waited.

"Just one bullet...." He lifted the gun upwards as he let out a small whimper. His hand was shaking like crazy as he pulled the trigger, blood splashed onto his skin as he let out a loud gasp.

He couldn't focus on anything, his ears ringing like crazy as he heard screaming and crying in the distance. The gun fell out of his grasp, smacking into the ground. The door creaked open and he flinched when he felt someone grab his arm and pull him back.

"I guess Tatum wasn't your favorite after all" Corey watched as Tatums body slumped into the table, her eyes wide as blood ran down her forehead. "no... I didn't... I didn't.." he looked at Gale.

The woman pinched her eyes shut as she looked away from Tatums body. Corey screamed as he was dragged out of the room "I'm sorry! Please! I didn't pick her! I didn't pick her! Tate! Tater Tot! Please!".

He screamed as he tried to run back into the room, Gale flinched when the door slammed shut. The taunting sounds of Corey screaming echoing off the walls as she cried.

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Happy Halloween!
todays chapter is dedicated to (Corey's trauma)
we absolutely love it here, now I'm not gonna lie I was gonna kill Gale, but then as I was typing I sorta just like wrote Tatums name, so it's been decided lol. I spared her once, it's not bond to happen this time around unfortunately. I also figured since it's Halloween this will be todays chapter I published!