Haddonfield Haunting

by covergirlbailey

A journalist moves to Haddonfield to boost her career by using Michael Myers as a gateway to fame. However, everything goes awry when she finds someone living with her in the old Myer's home.

1. Chapter 1

IN THIS VERSION OF THE STORY, MICHAEL IS 33 AND THE YEAR IS 2018. MY CHARACTER IS 28, AND MICHAEL STILL HAS THE SAME HISTORY, JUST CONDENSED TO FIT THE BOOK.

As i walk down the darkened streets of Haddonfield, a town tucked away in Livingston county, i felt happy. The wind blows my long blonde hair back and i look around the quiet streets only illuminated by the street lamps. I see colorful autumn leaves scatter in a somehow strategical way until they land on the beaten path i now walk. They fall and the wind picks them up a few moments later, and they are flown away. So far, i have been in this town for two days and i have seen almost all of it. Although it was a beautiful town, it scared me a little. I walk to the door and i unlock it eagerly. I am unsure why i lock it because most of the townsfolk are scared to even look at the Myer's house. Now, the reasoning behind my move from Brooklyn was because of my job and the rent for a one bedroom apartment cost more than my job paid and there was no other place to rent or buy. I am a journalist for an online newspaper and i have a very large column with many readers. I write about my travels, which will be turned into a book i am in the midst of writing.

I enter my new home and i look at the fixer-upper. The walls have torn wallpaper and it needed a lot of updated appliances. There isn't even a stove in this place, so i wasn't that surprised the house didn't have a fridge or heating and electricity. I shut the front door behind me and i go to explore the rest of the old victorian house. It was easy to tell the house used to be beautiful but now dust and cobwebs covered almost every inch of the home. As i climb the stairs, i notice that there is barely any dust on them, meaning someone has been walking them regularly. At the top of the second landing i scour through the rooms. One of the rooms has a giant blood stain in it, one i am presuming is Judith Myers. I enter the room and i walk to the wall where many plaques stand, and where trophies stand on the floor beneath it. The room is somewhat large and unexpectedly made up nicely. I leave the room and i enter the room across from it. A twin sized bed in against the far wall with a small nightstand beside it, a boyish nightlight atop of it. A dirty blue rug with a train on it lays in the middle of the room. I open a door inside the room revealing a small closet with totes in it. They were filthy and dusty totes but i peeked into one anyhow.

I get down on my knees as i look through the tote that had been filled with toys fit for a little boy. I glance into another box filled with old and smelly sketches. They were violent drawings with a lot of gore, and the drawings had an evil aura. I stand up and brush off my knees before proceeding to find a good room to make my own. At the end, i decide on the largest empty room which was right beside the little boys room. The four rooms on this floor was a guest one, a little boys, Judith's and what i presume to be Laurie's alongside a bathroom also, equipped with a large clawfoot tub. The parents room, with a connecting bathroom and wardrobe sit on the third floor up, not counting the basement floor. Also on the third floor was a study equipped with multiple desks and chairs, outlets, and shelves of books, both for teaching kids and some fiction books are on the last shelf. But, it was quite obvious, the intent was to teach them the basics more than actually reading a fiction book. My phone rings, and i pull it from my pocket. It is the electrician, so i answer it.

"Hello?" i answer as i walk from the study and down the stairs to the kitchen, to inspect it.
"Hi. This is Matthew from ElecTech and i was calling to remind you that we'll be sending someone out to get your electricity and heating on in a half hour," He says, informing me of the meeting that i forgot about. "Alright, thank you so much. Have a good day...I will, thank you...bye now." The guy shows up a half hour later and fixes the electricity and heating as promised. I pay him with a check before seeing the moving truck pull up. I wasn't expecting them for another day or two, but it'll have to do for now. It just means there is so much more to do tomorrow.