Welcome Home Michael Myers (Michael Myers x Black Reader Part 2)

Chapter 3

OCTOBER 26th 6PM

Dr. Loomis stared out the window at the Smith's Grove Warren Sanitarium. He had been going there 2 times a week to see Michael Myers. Everything had been going fine, even Michael seemed to be acting "better". Most people would never believe that a deranged serial killer like Michael could ever get better, but Dr. Loomis thought so. He noticed that he was much calmer, it's hard to tell his mood most of the time because of his emotionless face, and also because he doesn't speak. But Dr. Loomis could see the change by his aura, he spent most of his time coloring and drawing, a new hobby he's picked up.

For once, Dr. Loomis thought that everything was going to be okay now. No more breakouts, no more killing. Y/N can go on peacefully with her life and so can Michael, but boy was he wrong. He stood there now, his finger pressed so hard against his lips that it left a white mark, just thinking... Just thinking. He could hear the Haddonfield police chief, Officer Robin, yelling at the head administrator of the Sanitarium. And he doesn't blame him not one bit for being angry, because he was too. "I just want to know WHO?!" Dr. Loomis yelled slamming his fist down on the windowsill, startling Robin and the administrator. "Who the hell thought it was a good idea to let the new employee be here alone on his first night?" Dr. Loomis asked angrily. "I want to know too, you guys should already know what the hell he's capable of." Robin said. The administrator, Mr. Crouch shrugged his shoulders. He's been working at the Sanitarium for almost 4 decades now, and he was here when Michael first arrived. He's been working there and living in Haddonfield for so long that he's become use to the killings, and to Michael. " I let Timothy show him around and train him." He said calmly, for the 5th time that day. "I didn't think Timothy would just leave him here by himself like this, I-"

"Did he even tell him anything about Michael Myers? Anything?" Robin asked. Mr. Crouch shrugged again, making Robin's blood boil. "He's been working here for a while, I trusted him." Mr. Crouch said. Dr. Loomis walked away from the window now and back to the desk, where Ralph's body laid. His throat had been slashed open with a pen, ("A fucking pen!" Robin had said in disbelief when he first arrived to the crime scene.) and in his right hand was his phone, which by now had gone dead. "The employees aren't allowed to be on their phones during their shift Mr. Crouch." Dr. Loomis said studying the body. Mr. Crouch sighed in defeat and frustration, "I know that Loomis, I know Timothy told him. I don't think he listened he-"

"Did you guys do any background check on him before hiring him? Did you guys search for any fucking experience he may have had with working in a place like this?!" Robin asked angrily, his face was starting to turn a tomato shade of red now, and a vein was bulging on his right temple. Mr. Crouch opened his mouth to reply, then closed it again. "This is just un-fucking believable!" Robin said throwing his hands around in frustration. "For sixteen years, sixteen years- everything was going fine! No killings! None of the bullshit! And now where back to this shit, all because you guys were too irresponsible with who you were hiring! Now he's on the loose again! Who knows how many people he's gonna kill now that he's out!" Mr. Robin yelled, now pacing around the office. "He's been in there for sixteen years, I know he's gonna really go all out this time, I know he's missed it." Dr. Loomis said, more to himself. Robin turned around staring at him, "What?" He said. "He's been locked away for so long, I know he's been itching to kill, craving it. Like a drug addict." Dr. Loomis said. "Look, he escaped yesterday, there's still a chance to find him and bring him back-"

"ARE YOU THAT STUPID?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FAST THAT BASTARD MOVES?! BY NOW HE'S PROBABLY ALREADY OUT OF THE DAMN CITY YOU IDIOT!" Mr. Robin yelled at Mr. Crouch. Mr. Crouch did not seemed fazed or even bothered by the way he was acting. He simply turned away from Robin and walked over to Dr. Loomis. "Do you want to see the camera footage?" He asked him. "Camera footage? Yes I would like to!" Dr. Loomis said eagerly. Mr. Crouch led them both over to a computer that was on the other desk, across from the desk where Ralph had been murdered. The coroners had came now and was snapping pictures of the crime scene and removing the body. Mr. Crouch turned on the computer and went to the camera footage, he chose the date October the 25th and sped it up to around 7pm, which would have been the time that Ralph had started his shift. In the footage they saw Timothy leaving and walking out the door, he sped it up a bit and it showed Ralph walking up and down the halls taking notes. "Poor bastard, he doesn't even look like he knows what he's doing." Robin said shaking his head.

Mr. Crouch ignored him and changed the camera footage to the isolation hallway, where Michael was being held. They watched in disbelief as Ralph took down some notes, and just casually opened the door to Michael's room, talking and rambling on. "So these are the type of people you're hiring huh?" Robin said angrily. Mr. Crouch said nothing and only shook his head, still watching the footage. They all watched as he took his phone out his pocket and answered it, closing Michael's door behind him. "He didn't even lock it!" Dr. Loomis said, Mr. Crouch and Robin was too shocked to even speak. He walked out of the isolation hallway and off camera, then Michael's door slowly opened back up, showing him standing there with a pen clutched in his hand. He stood there now, staring up at the camera, as if saying "Forgive me lord, I'm about to sin." then he too, slowly walked out of the hallway and off the camera. "Okay Tom, that's enough." Dr. Loomis said, not wanting to see the murder. "You got any footage of him leaving this place?" Robin asked. "I'm not sure, let me check." Mr. Crouch said, and started typing away on the computer. After about 5 minutes he finally stopped, "I think that's him right there." He said pointing at the monitor. Dr. Loomis and Robin leaned in to get a closer look. It was definitely Michael, from the size of him, and his brown slightly curly hair, he had blood stains all over his clothes, and he had keys in his hands too. He walked over to one of the cars the employees use to pick up some of the patients. He got in slamming the door and turning the engine on, then he backed out of the parking space, spinning the car around and crashing it right through the gates. Dr. Loomis paused the footage, "There it is, the license plate." He said pointing. Robin took out his notepad and scribbled it down, tucking the pen back behind his ear. "I'm gonna go let the others know, you print out some photos of the vehicle and a clear shot of Michael." Robin said. Mr. Crouch nodded and got to work. And as Robin left the room, Dr. Loomis went back over to the window and stared out, a small smile creeping up on his face.

We're coming for you Michael... He thought to himself.

(Sorry I've been away, I needed time to brainstorm on what will happen next in this book, and I've got it all figured out now. I hope you enjoyed let me know what you think, the chapters will be shorter like in the other book, I want to publish as many chapters as I can.)