Disclaimer: I do not own the Halloween series, as much as I want to.
Notes: This is the first story of five, not including one story that is set in an alternate universe, and many, many short stories.
The rainy pathway was slightly winding, and the older man whom rode in shotgun watched, silently as the raindrops fell. Drip... drip...drip...
"So, why, again do you want to meet him?" The girl asked, lighting a cigarette.
"He's been attacking inmates. The only reason is one I fear. He is being slowly sucked into the void of murder." Dr Samuel Loomis stated, still watching the raindrops fall. Drip...drip...drip...
There was a scream. A terrible, horrible, piercing scream. The nurse stopped the car, and over the fence something was a thrown, landing on top of the car.
Drip...drip...drip...drip...
Blood, mixing with rain, fell down the windshield. Loomis looked around wildly, wondering... He jumps out of the car.
Drip, drip, drip, drip,drip...
He can hear footsteps, wet, slapping footsteps that are not his own.
Drip, drip, drip...
He can hear the car moving.
Drip,drip, drip.
Glass shattering.
Drip,drip, drip.
As he turns, blood spatters on the windshield and the car drives off. Loomis could just barely see the face. The blackest eyes. The dark blonde hair. The emotionless face.
Michael Myers had escaped.
Drip, drip, drip...
Haddonfield was near.