Dear Michael Myers ( Michael Myers x Black Reader) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 18

NOVEMBER 1st 3AM

Loomis stared at the Myers house, memories hitting him like a train. He remember the first time he came to the Myers house, it was on a Halloween night. He remember seeing young Michael at the time standing on the porch with the clown mask on, and the bloody knife in his hand...

Even though it was so long ago it felt like it just happened. Loomis walked around the front yard studying it, there was still caution tape up from when the other young boy died- what was his name? Oh yeah, Stewart.

Loomis knelt down picking up an empty vodka bottle, the rest of the police were inside and around the house looking for any clues to where Michael and the girl he had kidnapped had gone. Unfortunately when they had gotten there he was no where to be seen, but Loomis still insisted they search the whole yard and property.

The Police chief, Robin walked up to Loomis watching him as he studied the vodka bottle. "Could've just been from a hobo, don't think it had nothing to do with Michael." He said, "Have they searched the house?" Loomis said not looking up, "Yes they're still looking around- I don't see why we need to search if he's not here we're just wasting t-"

"Look I know what I'm doing, I've dealt with this man for-"

"15 years I know." Robin said rolling his eyes, "But what exactly are we suppose to be looking for?" He asked now holding his hands on his hips impatiently.

"I'm not sure- anything that looks new or recent maybe." Loomis said dropping the Vodka bottle back on the ground. He now stared at the house again, as if he was in a trans, Robin was now looking at him concerned. "I know he was here, I know it. I can almost smell him." He said so quietly mostly to himself.

The front door swung open and one of the police officers and detective came out, jogging towards the Police chief and Loomis. "Did you find anything?" Loomis asked. "We did, it looks like more victims in the backyard." The police officer said, then they walked back into the house, Loomis and Robin hot on their tracks.

"See I told you. I told you there would be something." Loomis was telling the police chief who sighed and rolled his eyes in return. When they got outside in the backyard, there were lots of police officers and detectives huddled around something on the ground.

Loomis lightly shoved through the crowd to get a closer look, and when he got there he wish he hadn't.

There was a very deep and large hole in the ground, and inside were what looked like two males, now covered in dirt and blood. There wasn't a rotten smell so the bodies must have been fresh. The coroners came (Does are the people who removes dead bodies from crime scenes) and pulled the bodies out of the hole.

As they were picking up the second one the head came off and fell back into the hole, "Jesus Christ." Robin said now covering his mouth and walking back into the house. They laid the bodies and the head in the body bags, they were about to take them to the hearse but Loomis stopped them.

"Let me look at them." He told them, and so they did. He squatted down studying them. They were definitely fresh, there were no maggots or any signs of decay. Judging from the size of them they were both two teenagers and even more bizarre.

"They're twins." Loomis said, Robin was now back and standing beside Loomis trying not to look at the bodies and was wiping his mouth with a handkerchief. "And? Why does that matter?" he said sounding irritated, he wanted nothing more than to now go home, he's seen enough.

"We talked to y/n's mother, she said she had friends, and two of them were twins, Freddy and Jason. Robin was now looking wide eyed now rubbing his head in disbelief. "That son of a bitch- he's already got 4 victims now-"