Light, slow footsteps walked through a near silent house in the dead of night.
The footsteps made their way to a kitchen, the lights off and the moon shining through the window.
The owner of these footsteps opens a kitchen drawer and slowly pulls out a large, silver chef's knife with a sleek, black handle.
The large knife accentuating the small hand wrapped tightly around the handle.
The small knife wielder walks to the edge of the kitchen and observes in the shadows as a boy walks in the door, met by the apparently loving arms of a girl who just descended the stairs to meet the boy.
"My parents won't be back till ten."
"Are you sure?
The pair scramble upstairs, giggling and groping the whole way.
Not long later, the boy can be seen leaving the house, a broad smile on his face and his shirt half on.
As he leaves, the one with the knife ascends the stairs still slow and light.
They creep across the hall to an open door where they see the girl brushing her hair, dressed in nothing more than a single pair of pink, lacy panties.
They creep slowly closer until they come across a clown mask on the floor and put it on.
Stalking closer to the girl, the shape lifts the knife to swing when the girl, sensing a presence behind her, turns to face them.
"Michael. . .?"
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Cultivation of Evil | Hannibal Films X Halloween
FanfictionIn the year 1963, a six year old boy by the name of Michael Myers murders his older sister, Judith Myers, in cold blood and is sent to Smith's Grove sanitorium. Michael is subjected to court ordered therapy from a man named Samuel Loomis. After year...
