Die, Die My Darling

10

     Lillian's drive to Haddonfield was short considering she was speeding most of the way, but she didn't care. She had to find Michael before he hurt anyone. He was dangerous, possibly armed, and ready to hurt anyone who got in his way. Lillian was panicking, her heart was racing. She had to get there, right now.
     Finally, she made it. She stopped at a rest, as she saw police and many blinding lights surrounding the area. She was stopped before she could use the pay phone to contact her uncle, there he was, chatting quite seriously with an officer. She gingerly stepped out of her car and pulled her sweater closer to her body.

"Uncle Sam..?" She said, interrupting the officer and her uncle.

"Lillian! Michael was here, I know he was. There's a dead man in the bathroom with a Smith's Grove robe on." He shook her shoulders and got into her face. She pushed him back.

"You're serious? We're sure it's him and not another patient?" She questioned.

"Yes, I'm positive. Who else would go to Haddonfield?" He was interrupted shortly after.

"Who is she?" Asked the officer.

"She's my niece. She is Michael's doctor."

The rest of the conversation between the two was a blur as Lillian focused on the man being taken out in a body bag. Her breath quickened. She began to feel shaky, this was all Michael's fault. She hardly believed her own uncle, but here she was, in Haddonfield with one casualty already. This was going to be a wild ride.