"I met this six year old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face and the blackest eyes...the Devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely, and simply EVIL." - Dr. Sam Loomis, Halloween, 1978

"This is Dr. Harold Smith, apprentice of Dr. Loomis," the doctor spoke into the recorder. "This recording is meant to relay my experience with the patient Michael Myers."

The doctor stands with the recorder, walked over to the window, and looks out as the rain cuts through the darkness.

"So far, he has been noticeably unresponsive," he continued. "He's a blank slate. He just stands, and watches, waiting. I don't know if he is even able to hear me. I have, in my possession, his mask. I can now see what Samuel meant, now. Michael Myers is dead. The humanity in him has died years ago. He is nothing now, but a blank canvas. I will record-"

Suddenly, Harold heard gunshots outside the door. He hesitantly walked over to the door and slowly opened it to find blood smeared down the darkened halls, bodies scattered abroad, and flickering lights.

"What the h-" Harold began, but cut off as he saw Michael Myers towering over him. "Michael?"

Michael then grabbed his throat and lifted him up against the door. He threw the doctor toward the desk with enough force to break it in half. Michael retrieved his mask from the ruins of the desk, then walked outside of the Smith's Grove Sanitarium as a Japanese airliner flew over him, about to land. Michael started walking towards Haddonfield immediately, in search for his sister...

Haddonfield, IL

October 31, Halloween

"Come ooon, Pete! I wanna explore!" a bubbly girl exclaimed, pulling her friend along the streets.

"What are you, Sayori? Eight?" Pete responded, slightly annoyed.

"Pete, you aren't a little curious?" Sayori asked, a little disappointed.

"Curious about what?" Pete asked.

"About Haddonfield!" Sayori answered.

"Its just a town. Why're you so excited about it, anyway?" Pete asked, generally confused.

"Leave her be, Pete," said a slightly taller girl with long hair and green eyes. "She's just excited about being in a new country."

"I know, but Monika, we have towns in Japan, its not any different here," Pete added.

"I'm gonna go explore the town," Sayori explained. "Natsuki, you wanna come with me?"

"Fine," Natsuki answered. "But I'm not paying for anything!"

Pete looked over to a girl with purple colored hair, purple eyes, and was slightly taller than the rest of the girls. She had traveled with them, but has not spoken a word to them. He thought that he had better talk to her, so he walked over to her and spoke.

"Yuri," he started as the girl flinched. "You've been quiet today. Something wrong?"

"Oh, no," Yuri answered. "I've just been too absorbed in this book, I guess."

"Ah-well, would you like to go with Sayori and Natsuki, or stay with Monika and I?" Pete asked.

"I'd much rather stay with you and Monika," Yuri answered.

"Alright," Pete replied. "All we're gonna do is check out the house we'll be staying in for two months."

"I'd rather do that than traverse throughout the town," Yuri said.

"Okay, come with us, then," Pete said, motioning for her to follow him and Monika.

Just as Yuri arose and was walking over to the two that remained, she bumped into a tall man (though not taller than Yuri) who was wearing a mask of a white, pasty head and long, dirty, brown hair protruding out of the back of the mask.

"S-Sorry, sir! I-I..." Yuri began before looking up at him.

He didn't even look down at her. He just stood there for a moment before walking away to the other side of the street.

"He's certainly not friendly," Pete said.

"You said it," Monika commented.

Yuri stared at him as he walked down the sidewalks of Haddonfield before Pete called her.

"Come on, Yuri!" he called, and she followed.

After Michael passed Yuri, he started to go behind the houses until he found one door open. He sneaked in and grabbed a knife that was lying upon the counter top.

He turned toward the door and saw a seventeen-year-old girl, phone in hand. She froze in place as Michael walked over to her. He grabbed onto her hair to hold her in place as he sliced her throat open and watched her as she bled. She sunk to the floor while clutching her neck, her eyes wide. She eventually bled to death. Only then did Michael leave the house.

When he did so, the sky was orange as the sun was still shining overhead. Michael decided to stay in that area until nightfall, so he proceeded to murder everyone who was left in the house.

No screams were heard. It was silent and peaceful as the lights turned off from inside the house.

"Hurry up, Natsuki!" Sayori pleaded as she made her way down the sidewalk and to their house.

"I AM!" Natsuki calls to her, frustrated. "Jeez..."

When they reached the house the were greeted by Pete on the porch.

"Hey, guys," Pete greeted. "Have fun?"

"Yeah!" Sayori answered.

"Well, Sayori did," Natsuki said.

Natsuki turned to notice the lights in the house across the street go dark behind the transparent curtains that covered the windows. She then turned back to the rest.

"Well, can we come in?" Natsuki asked in her usual bossy tone of voice.

"Yeah...come on," Pete invited, motioning them forward with his right hand and grabbing the door knob with his left.

They stepped into the house. It was a two story house, the bedrooms being on the second story and the utilities being on the first story. It was not that beautiful, but is was nice, still. The front door led to the living room, as the kitchen was in eye view from the living room.

"You like it?" Pete asked as he led them around.

"It's aright, I guess," Natsuki commented.

"I love it!" Sayori exclaimed.

"Of course you do, Sayori," Pete said.

With that, she skipped to the kitchen, as Pete suspected she would do.

"Anyway," Pete continued. "The bedrooms are upstairs, but the other stuff is down here."

"Wait, where's Yuri?" Natsuki asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, she's up in her room," Pete answered. "Reading, I guess."

"And Monika?" Natsuki asked.

"Out back," Pete answered.

"Doing what?" Natsuki asked.

"I don't know," Pete answered.

Monika was just standing in the backyard, watching as the kids of Haddonfield walked up and down the streets dressed in costumes.

"Okay, Scientist," she said to me. "You can stop describing the scene now."

Okay, I'll stop.

"Thank you," she said. "I know that all that awaits us in this fan fiction is death. I know the title, I know about Michael Myers. Reader, be honest and tell me, who do you expect to die in this story; Sayori, Natsuki, Yuri, "Pete," or... *sigh* me?"

A long silence progressed before she spoke again.

"Okay, Scientist," she called out to me. "I'm done. You can continue."

Thank you.

At Smith's Grove, Howard and his colleague were discussing the current situation.

"You should've called us, Smith!" his colleague exclaimed.

"Sorry for not calling, Bill, I was in the process of going in and out of consciousness!" Howard retorted. "Call this in."

"Where are you going?" Bill asked in frustration.

"Haddonfield," Howard answered.

"That over a hundred miles away, Smith!" Bill exclaimed. "No man can walk that far without stopping!"

"Dr. Sam Loomis often told me that he isn't a man," Howard said. "He said that Michael Myers is evil on two legs, and I believe him. Much more after studying him for three months."

Howard then got into his car and drove towards Haddonfield, in search for Michael Myers...

A/N: I know that I have loads of stories still unfinished, and I apologize. This was meant to be a Halloween Special, but now, I'll release a Halloween Special and Christmas Special a little late this year. After that, I will continue writing the unfinished stories. Just like Monika so kindly stated for me - thanks, Monika! Anyway, like she told you, review and tell us who you think will die. Talk to you in the next time!