Behind the Shape [Halloween FF]

[Chapter Seven]

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Going back home
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Smith's Grove Sanitarium October 29th, 1978 | 8:00 pm

One shadow lurked through the dark chamber where they kept the evil away. A boy... No... Something else in the body of a man carefully waited for the door in front of him to open and a plate of food to be delivered.

But it wasn't planning to enjoy a meal, no, inside the shape's mind the only thing that it ever wanted was to find inner peace by taking the life out of the world.
This night was his only chance as a stupid and clumsy new guard was the one to get the duty of feeding the crazy behind the doors.

Halloween was so close, so close but yet so far, only one more day until the "boogieman" could finally celebrate his favorite time of the year.

He had some other intentions as well, go back home, feed on his infinity hunger for killing, and visit a good old friend he had never forgotten. His mother and father were gone, Judith was only bones but the Omen girl and her stupid family were still out there breathing the air of freedom while he was locked here for fifteen years. And you never came to see him, all these years, (Y/N) Omen never visited Michael Myers simply because he knew you were ashamed of him. No one wants to be affiliated with a psychopath after all.

Oh but that is no problem to him, he was going to see his old friend one way or another and bring every disgrace up on you and to the whole town of Haddonfield.

He was going to make it all burn. Paint it all red with blood.

A knock on the door was enough to snap his thoughts away and focus on his plan.

"Michael? I'm going inside..." The guard's voice was spitting fear everywhere. He didn't even know how to hold his taser properly.

As soon as the door opened and the light of the hallway entered the room the plate on the young guard's hands fell onto the floor in a mess and a crack of bone echoed through the room.

Michael had snapped the life out of the man's body with a twist.

Grabbing the key from the guard's hip, thunder boomed in the background in a raucous disharmony, illuminating the dark room and revealing a tall shape with evil blue eyes that blazed in cruelty.

He was going to free every single one of them. One by one until that Doctor they called Loomis could get here in time.

The evil had just broken the cage.

And it was going back home.
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"I am sorry to hear this Miss (Y/N), but while making my decision I never expected this huge controversy among the students." The principal had a calm voice while you panicked behind his desk.

"It's fucking Michael Myers! What did you expect people to think?!?" You tried holding your bad language back but it was impossible.