Tara Carpenter

Somewhere in Minnesota, 2024

After the events of the massacre in New York, Sam, Tara, Danny and the twins decided to move to another state for protection after finishing their education. They decided to get a cottage that was close but far from the city of Minnesota, so the chances of Ghostface attacks would be lower than living in New York. Danny and Sam's relationship was working, Tara and Chad’s relationship was still blooming due to the events from last year, they both decided to take baby steps so it wouldn’t be rushed or forced.

Mindy took the courage to take a break from finding new people to date since what happened to Anika. Overall the movement was a big change because it was a new year and the chances of Ghostface coming back were less than before. The gang was cautious on befriending anyone else that wasn’t part of the group due to trauma. Tara on the other hand was having night terrors since the past trauma and current trauma was still haunting her; though she was going to therapy and having the rest of her family helping her, she still couldn’t get rid of the vivid dreams that plague her mind.

The vivid dreams started after surviving the tragedy in New York, although she knew that she was finally safe with her family but she couldn’t get rid of the dreams that haunt her every time she goes; falls to sleep. For a few days, everything was okay even though Tara was very sleep deprived, she still tried to include herself in activities she knew she wouldn’t have the energy for. It wasn’t for the night when she awoke drenched in clammy sweat, some of her hair sticking to her forehead and neck that seems heavier than normal.

Her breathing pattern picked up when she tried to calm herself down before her asthma worsened in the situation. She threw the covers off her legs as she went to a sitting position, getting her inhaler from beside her bed, on the nightstand that stands next to the bed. Her hands were shaking violently as she tried to get the medication into her lungs, while trying to control her breathing that seemed to get harder every time she breathed. Beside her was the boy she loved sleeping soundly unaware of the situation which caused her to scowl in frustration.

“Chad.” She said, her voice cracked when she called his name. She gave him a little shove while taking deep breaths so her asthma wouldn’t get even more worse.

“Chad.” She repeated, her voice still raspy, which was hurting her throat every time she spoke.

Tara noticed that he wasn’t responding so she slowly climbed out of the bed and went to turn the light on so she could see her surroundings, though she was still having trouble breathing properly. The boy woke up suddenly, in a worried expression, when he noticed the sweat on his girlfriend's face.

“What’s wrong?” He said, sitting up at a quick pace, as he took her hands tenderly. Tara’s expression softened before responding. “I had a nightmare..” She said in a low but audible voice. She was desperately gripping onto her inhaler, as her hands shook violently.

“Hey, hey it’s okay, you’re okay. You’re safe.” He said as he gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb.