Okay, I've had this story on my computer for a while so it's kinda old. So be nice. It's not wonderful.

I own Alice only, not Michael or any of the other characters.

reviews rock, (:


October 29th

Michael's POV;

Rain poured in Haddonfield, soaking anything in sight. He stared at the mass of blood and fur sitting on the dusty floor in front of him. Had he really sunk that low? Eating a dog..? Oh well. What's past is past. Tomorrow is a new day. One day closer to the 31st. One day closer to Halloween. One day closer to madness...
He sat in silence. The only sound was the hard rain knocking on his window, and his slow and steady breathing. He was waiting. Waiting for some sort of hope. Hope that will take him from the Red. The Red that controls him. That makes him kill. Hoping that day will come soon, he closed his eyes, and listened to the rain.



October 31
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Laurie's POV;

-RING-

Finally. She sighed with exasperation. Such a long day... I thought the bell would never ring for freedom.
She met up with Lynda and Annie at the doorway of the school. They talked on their way home, and as Annie and Lynda went home, Laurie decided to wander off to the old Myers' house. She was curious. The day before, she had seen someone standing in the window. She wanted to know who.
Once she reached the house, she spotted the same figure in the window, but the figure didn't move or make any motion of fear of being seen. Laurie wandered to the door, and when she touched the handle of the door, her cell phone rang. It was Alice. She was calling about later that night. Alice was going to help babysit Tommy Doyle. Alice is in her 20s, while Laurie is still only a teen. Laurie was split between two actions: One, answer the phone. Two, open the door, explore, and call Alice back later.

"Hello?"
"Laurie! Hey! I'm on my way back from work, where you at?"
"Oh, I'm almost home. I decided to walk slow today. I'm in front of the Myers' house right now."
"Ooooh, spooky. Haha. I'm actually about to pass that house, so I'll see you in 2.5 seconds! Bye!"
"Okay, bye." -hang up occurs.-
Alice was dressed up in her usual strange attire. All from Hot Topic or some other random stores and made by herself. She was a creative woman, and a five-year-old at heart.
"Laurie! I missed you!"
"But you just saw me this morning!"
"I know. Am I not allowed to miss cool people? L-O-L missy-poo. *giggle*"
"Oh, Alice. You are silly."
"I know these things. I'm psychic. Remember?"
"More like psycho."
"...I could agree to that, actually. Haha."
"Probably. Haha."
"…You gonna go in that house? Or are you just gonna leave your hand on it and look at it every 5 seconds for the rest of the day?"
"Oh. Um..." should I..? Or would that be trespassing..?
"I'll go in with you. This house looks cool. A lot of people say it's EVIL or something. Like you'll get AIDS if you walk in the door or something..."
"Hahaha."
"Don't laugh at me, that's what they're like. Haha."
"Alright then. Haha. I'll try to contain myself from laughing at you."
"...You just hate me 'cause I'm black."
"Hahaha! Alice, you're not black!"
"I'm not?! What the hell?!"

Oh, lord. I don't know what I would do without Alice.