And here's part four, for all you lovely readers. (:

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Disclaimer remains; Alice is mine, nothing else is. ):


"Laurie, I don't know if I wanna take it with me. I might get some sort of strange nightmare."

Laurie just looked at her friend, trying to think of a way she can feel safe at her house.

"I got it! Why don't you grab every single scary movie you can find in your house and watch them all? Scary movies always make you feel better."

Alice's eyes got wide and she stared in amazement at Laurie's idea.
"HOLY FUDGENUGGETS THAT'S THE BEST IDEA EVER! Bye, Laurie! Call me when you need to be picked up to go to Tommy's!"

She grabbed the album and booked it to her car, after she said goodbye to the Strode's.

Two minutes later;

"MOVIE, MOVIE, MOVIE! PLURAL! Where art thou movies?! OW! Found the wall! Ow, ow, ow, fuck that hurt."
She searched every detail of her house for her horror movies. And her Coca-Cola pillow. She's had it since she was 5. It was a gift from a boy. She can't remember who though...
"AH-HA! I found one~!" she screamed as she held up Freddy VS Jason.

*THUD!*

"FUCK!" what the hell was that?! it came from the...basement? I have a basement..? Oh yeah, I do... I should probably go check it out…

Alice's basement

Michael's POV;

Damn, I hit a lamp. I hope she didn't hear that...
*basement door opens*
Shit, she heard it. Stay calm, you need to stay hidden. Michael. She doesn't remember you.. Hell, you barely remember her. That album is the only reason you remembered. All she knows is that you're a murderer.. She doesn't remember the past. Don't let her see you.
"Hello? If there's anyone down here, you better get the fuck out, I've got a huge ass sledge hammer."
*cricket chirp*
"Well, guess something just fell... I should get that light checked. Won't turn on."
Why is she playing with the light switch? At least she didn't actually come down here.


Kitchen

Alice's POV;

"Popcorn, popcorn, poooopcooorn."

Alice was dancing in the kitchen as her popcorn popped it's way to perfection.

"Woo! I love popcorn. Why am I hyper? ... HOLY SHIT I HAVE CUPCAKES! Wait. I never bought any cupcakes."

*ring*

"Death speaking, state your illness."

"Hey, Alice, it's Laurie. I had another idea. Why don't you just bring all your movies over to Tommy's? I'm sure he'd love them."

"Yet another fantastic idea from my little girl scout. Haha. Say, did you happen to buy me chocolate cupcakes? I just found some on my counter when I was dancing in my kitchen waiting for my popcorn to pop its way to perfection."

"No, I didn't buy them. If I did, they would be Bob the Builder cupcakes just to anger you greatly."

"Oh, you speak the truth. Well-- wait, I see a post-it note. It says 'I hope you enjoy these, I remember that you love them.'"

"Sounds like somebody from your past is back and digs you."

"Well shit. I don't remember anything from my past except a little boy and the orphanage. But the boy came before the orphanage. Something happened in between and I can't remember what. I can't remember who the little boy is either."
Alice paced for about five minutes as they both thought about who it could have been.

"You lived here in Haddonfield, right?"

"Yessum. I lived with my aunt. She was my last living relative. But then she died... THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED! My aunt died, and I was sent to an orphanage! And, and, and the little boy, he…we were both really sad, 'cause I was leaving. And he gave me...cupcakes…His name...was...
something, it's all fuzzy."

Laurie pondered on it.
"Listen, bring the movies and that album. We're going to figure out what's going on tonight, ok?"

Alice heard another noise in the basement and walked to the door in search of the noise.

"Alice? Hello? Are you still there? Did you hear what I said?"

"Ye-yeah I heard you. I just heard a noise in my basement again…"

"You want to go ahead and come over?"

"Sure... I'm bringing my popcorn with me.."

"That's fine, I'll see you in a few, okay?"

Alice didn't say anything.

"Alice?"

"Oh, ye-yeah. Sure. See you in a bit. Bye."

"Bye."

Alice put her phone in her pocket and headed towards the microwave to get her popcorn. She was still a little freaked out. What if it was a robber? Or a rapist? The world may never know.
She grabbed her popcorn and her movies and went upstairs to get the album. When she got to her room, it was laying on her bed, open to a page, with another post-it note. It said 'Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you.' The page had a little girl at about 5 with Michael when he was 6, before he killed Judith. The little girl looked really familiar, but it was rubbed off a little, and Alice couldn't really see her face.

"She looks sort of like...me..." Alice's eyes got wide. She realized the situation. She grabbed her stuff and sped over to Laurie's and honked the horn 5 times. She knows what's going on.