Christy James, a 16-year-old girl, woke up in a pool of sweat. The moonlight silhouetted her figure, her tan skin appearing rather pale and her auburn hair slicked back. She'd had another nightmare.
The 5 ft. 8" teenager gazed out the window with her dark brown eyes. She was living with her aunt now, and her cousins. Almost over a year ago, her family had been killed by her uncle (well, great uncle) Myers. Her father, John Tate, was the one who'd actually saved her. All of this had taken place on the Halloween of 2006.
Today, sadly, was October 31st being as it was 2:00 a.m. in the morning. Christy suddenly heard a stir. She got up, grabbed her flashlight and crept slowly out of her room. Her aunt and uncle (relatives of her mother) were still asleep. So she quickly tiptoed downstairs into the living room. Someone had left the TV on.
She turns it off and looks up the mirror above it at her reflection. But she finds a young boy with blonde hair starring back at her. She places her hand over her mouth to fight back a scream. Then He appears, clad in his white mask and blue jump suit. She starts to back up when she runs into something. Turning around, she discovers it's her cousin Todd.
Christy hugged him tightly and he looked a bit puzzled at first, but then started to calm her. Then she returned to her bed and slept soundly until morning.
Author's Note: This is a small prelude into the story. If you're confused a bit, try reading Halloween '06. That should clear things up some. And the next to last paragraph wasn't written exactly in past tense. I wanted to add a little dramatic effect. Anyway, review and tell me if this excites you at all. More is on the way and it will be in OC POV like '06. Thank you for the reviews as well. Without them, I might not have continued the story!