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Y/N DIDN'T THINK TWICE TO, drive right to her local police station to contact the cops on what she'd just went through. She was panicking and she didn't know how she was going to live a normal life after this without being paranoid, there was even a quick part where she thought she would become one of those people that set traps all over their houses once they heard about the ghostface killer a little while back. Of course back then she thought they were all just crazy people, but now she was actually starting to see why they did it because it was way more insane to see the murderer in person, alive and well.

The female bursted through the doors, not caring that all eyes were on her as she did so because she was way too worried about how she was going to sleep comfortably that night. She knew they probably thought she was on something as well, but yet again, she wasn't thinking of that either. She just wanted to get her story out there.

There was a dark haired man with a thick mustache that piped up at the exhaustion that lairs against Y/Ns face, and out of everyone there, he was the first to take some steps over to her before everybody just shrugged her off and turned back to their duties, "Y/N... Are you alright...?"

Y/N whipped her head over to the older man and relaxed a little, finally taking note of her odd behavior while she realized that this man was deputy Dewey, the brother of her friend Tatum, "No! I'm.. not alright, okay?! Do you think I look alright...??"

"It's okay, it's okay... Just.. calm down... Tell me everything that has happened to you, and you'll be just fine, okay? Can you do that for me?" He placed a soft hand against her shoulder, watching her jump back for a split second before she felt her E/C eyes watering. She didn't want to become one of those crazies she'd make fun of before, so seeing herself be so uneasy really brought something out of herself.

"I... the.. the killer, he's... he's back...!" That's when Dewey's heart sank in his chest, and once Y/N saw his mouth drop open, hers did the same thing. She hoped that there would be anything they could do, and she prayed that the older man that pulled his hand away from her would do everything in his power to keep her and anyone she knew safe.

He froze up for a second, trying to form the proper words to question the female with as he strained his eyes at her, everything seeming to go in slowmo as he thought back to the time he was face to face with the murderer, "What...? H-How do you know that??"

Y/N couldn't believe that he thought somebody would joke about this, but then again there were times when people at school would laugh at the deaths of others, so she just shook those thoughts away and continued on to the man, "I wouldn't lie about something this crazy!! He... he called me, and... one moment we were talking, he was.. saying these creepy things, b-but then the next, he.. was in my home!!"

"Oh, damn it...!!" The deputy paced around for a few quick seconds while he threw his head back and clenched his jaw at the girl before he turned back to her and pointed a finger her way, fear striking through his dark eyes as he tried to keep his composure, already knowing about what he had to do not too long ago, "Do you think he's gotten in touch with anybody else Y/N..??"

"I.. I wouldn't know if he did! All I know is that he called me, and it's freaking me out..! I don't know what I'm gonna do at all!" Her breaths were heavy as she placed a hand on the top of her head, her chest puffing up and down while she tried to keep calm.

Gulping at the sight of the female basically going through a panic attack, that's when the male placed both of his hands onto her shoulders, causing her to jump up at the feeling of his touch once again before he grimaced at her discomfort, "D-Do you need something to drink?? We.. we have water..."

"I.. I think that'll be good for me, yeah...!" She nodded herself as she felt her whole body growing hot and shaky from the thought of dying to the masked killer that didn't have any trouble getting into her house. She was so glad that her parents weren't home because she didn't know what she'd do if she were to leave them alone without anybody.

He was trying not to pace around as a way to help himself feel at ease with the actual fear that flowed through every inch in his body, "But Y/N..! You have to promise me that you'll tell me everything he said from top to bottom, okay??"

"Of course I promise you..!!" She huffed out with her breaths dying down a little. She didn't know why he would think she would leave anything out about the interaction she had with this ghostface guy if she was just so afraid of it.

That's when the deputy nodded his head with his facial expression growing firm and filling with determination, and before the female knew it, he was already making his way down to a nearby room that seemed to have nobody in it, "Alright, you come with me..."

"O-Okay, but... I need to call Tatum-" Y/N was cut off by the sound of the brunette groaning as he stopped in his tracks, his whole body turning back to the girl that pushed a few fingers down to her pockets, only to realize that her phone wasn't with her. She was even more upset with herself since if she were about to die, then she would've had nobody to call for help.

"You can call her after you're finished telling me about what just happened...!"