Chapter 2: The Ghost Of Laurie Strode

It was Halloween morning in Haddonfield, Illinois. At the old, decrepit Myer's House, Michael Myers woke up in his filthy bed and sat up. He saw his sister Laurie Strode standing in front of his bed.

"Hello, Michael. It's your bitch sister, Laurie. Remember me?" Laurie asked.

Michael got out of bed, and took a large butcher knife from under his pillow. He slowly walked over to where Laurie stood and pointed the knife at her. He then pushed the knife forward, aiming at her chest.

Michael was confused as the knife went right through Laurie. There was no blood or reaction from Laurie. He dropped the knife and took a step back.

"You can't kill me, Michael. I'm already dead. I've been in hell for the last thirteen years. And I've been waiting for you to join me. But you're still here. And still killing. Only now you're killing boys. I guess you got tired of girls. Got tired of all of the screaming," Laurie said.

Laurie surveyed Michael's room. There were posters of One Direction, Nick Jonas, and Justin Bieber hanging on the wall. Laurie shook her head.

"You used to be a badass, Michael. Everyone was scared of you. Now you're into One Direction and Justin Bieber. You're a sell out, Michael. I can't believe I feared you so many years ago. I can't believe I ran from you. You're a joke," Laurie said, continuing to shake her head.

Michael stared blankly at the ghost of his sister as she babbled on.

"Happy Halloween, Brother," Laurie said, before completely vanishing before Michael's eyes.

Michael reached down and picked up his knife. He walked over to his bed and brought the knife down on the mattress. He started stabbing his mattress, again and again. He was pretending the mattress was a young man. He was practicing for tonight.