“Because, girl, the internet said this is a lost print. Scary Movie. But get this—it’s a dual audio bootleg. English and… something else.”
“Then let’s mess him up,” Brenda said, and she pressed every button at once.
She had dragged her cousin, Cindy Campbell, to the abandoned, flickering Cineplex 9 on the edge of town. The theater smelled like old popcorn and regret. They were the only two people in the room.
Cindy gasped. “The dub is predicting the movie!”