Behind the Shape [Halloween FF]

[Chapter Thirteen]

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Wallace's residence, Haddonfield. 11:20 pm. October 31st.

"Don't look, Amanda..." Francis held his wife in his hands who cried on his shoulder when seeing the bodies of the teens being covered by white mantles.

The woman desperately whimpered on her husband's shoulder while her tears of fear were wetting his officer uniform. Her daughter was missing and was likely dead. That maniac took her.

Two other cops approached Francis with apprehension in their eyes, which means no good news to be told.

"We looked over the neighborhood but no sign of the car or your daughter Francis... Neither Michael" One of them told him with his head lowered with disappointment.

Doctor Loomis loomed over everyone with a furious expression on his face "They can't go too far! We need to track him down as fast as we can before it kills more people!"

"We are trying sir... But we are dealing with multiple situations-" The officer tried to calm the Doctor who immediately cut him off with more enraged arguments.

"If it wasn't for the incompetence of the authority we would have caught him before he dragged Miss Omen off the balcony!" He spitted his words at the cop who quietly listened to the man's complaints "How can you let a man caring a girl in his arms vanish like that?!?"

"You shot at both of them, Sir! We could not risk it!" Another cop came to defend his partner.

Doctor Loomis insisted on accusing the law of the escape of Michael "And then you let it run away?!? That's pure-"

"ENOUGH!" Francis yelled at the man with anger "Kids died, and people got hurt, all because the sanatorium wasn't qualified to keep that psychopath locked in a room forever!"

Loomis stayed quiet after Francis's scream resounded through the ward, an awkward silence grew up on the cries of the adults who lost their children, but the whimpers of the sheriff on his daughter's cold body called the attention of the man who argued about the incident.

Leigh turned around to face the psychiatrist, with tears rolling down his neck "Loomis, we tried everything, I helped you look for him but we were too late... W-We took too long"

His cracked tone and sad expressions made the Doctor look down disillusioned "I'm sorry about your daughter Sir"

"It was not only me who lost someone this night" Leigh turned his gaze to Francis, your father "Mrs. Omen..?"

"Yes?" He quickly replied, still holding his weak wife in his arms.

"You're my friend, a brother..." He paused "I will do everything to find (Y/N), I'll bring her back, I promise..."

"I-I..." Francis tried saying something but the tears left him speechless.

"Even if I don't compromise myself and fail..." Leigh got closer to the couple "I beg your forgiveness partner..."

Amanda's sorrowful throat tried to refute the Sheriff's hopeless talking "No! We will find her! Both of them!"

"Alive or dead..." Loomis said, with his hand on this pocket with worry across his face "I believe Michael won't kill her... But if he does- He will be with the body"