~*October 27th*~

Nevel and Mandy arrived downstairs and joined the iCarly gang in the kitchen. They were trying to eat breakfast despite the awful scare they had received. Carly and Melanie were still shaken up, but Sam, Adam and Gibby didn't seem to mind. They were eating cornflakes and joking about the 'fake' blood they had discovered earlier upon the floor.

"What's for breakfast?" Nevel asked as he was raiding the cupboards. "I prefer fresh squeezed pineapple juice, whole wheat crackers, and yummy tapenade!"

"Ewwww! That's disgusting!" Melanie cried out. "And how can all of you eat at a time like this?!"

"Why? What's going on?" Nevel asked, trying to act nonchalant.

"Well, we found a beevecoon in the closet," Gibby spoke up.

"And sadly it was dead," Adam chimed in. "It was completely and totally mutilated with it's tiny, little throat slit WIDE open."

He made a slicing sound as he ran an imaginary knife across his throat using a finger. Watching his actions, Carly winced.

"I think we need to search the premises. There is a logical explanation behind all this," Freddie spoke up.

"Yeah, someone was murdered," Sam stated, pointing down to the dark-red, sticky mess upon the kitchen floor. "That's blood and we all walked in it."

"Stage blood," Carly whimpered. "Adam said it was stage blood."

"What does he know?" Nevel countered. "He's not even a REAL iCarly."

"And neither are you," Sam reminded. "Why are you even here?"

"Because I have a brilliant mind," Nevel said with a huge grin. "And I can help you solve the mystery of why Michael Myers killed all his victims."

"We have to inspect the house. Every inch of the house," Freddie insisted.

"I agree with Freddie," Sam said as she finally put her spoon down beside her now empty giant bowl of cornflakes. "Freddie and I get the nearest shower stall. I'd like to inspect him... top to bottom."

She gave Freddie a smirk, but Carly wasn't pleased with Sam's antics. "SAM! An innocent creature was murdered here! We may be next!" Carly exclaimed. "Freddie's right. We need to search the house."

"Mandy and I will look around upstairs,' Nevel offered. He had more surprises in store for the iCarly's. It would be SO MUCH fun!

"Melanie and I will search the downstairs rooms," Adam said bravely.

"Carly, let's have a look in the attic,' Gibby said.

"That means you and I get the basement," Sam said to Freddie. "Let's go.'

Moments later, everyone had set off toward their destinations, but suspiciously, Sam and Freddie found that the door to the basement was locked. "Can't you force it open, Sam?" Freddie asked, annoyed that they weren't able to search the dark, dank rooms which were situated below the house.

"I could," said Sam. "But I am not gonna."

"Why not?"

"Because there is a reason this door is locked. Someone... or something is down there."

"Who?"

"Who do you think?"

"Not Michael Myers. Sam, he's dead. It's probably just a trick. Something to scare us, so we leave the house and we all fail the assignment."

Sam shrugged. She really didn't care. Not at this point. She just wanted to get Freddie alone so they could resume their wild and furious lovin' from the night before. But being Freddie, he was trying desperately to solve the mystery. She had no other choice but to join him in his crazy quest.

"Alright. We didn't find anything here. Let's go up to the attic. We'll see if Carls and Gibbs found anything."

"Okay," said Freddie, taking her hand.

As they headed toward the staircase, they met up with Melanie and Adam. "We searched all the downstairs rooms. There is nothing here," Melanie said.

"Besides a dead animal in the closet and blood all over the kitchen floor," Adam added with a nervous laugh.

"Okay then, let's see what Carly and Gibby have discovered," Freddie said. Together, they headed swiftly up the stairs.

~*~o~*~

When Carly and Gibby entered the attic, they were met with a gruesome sight. It was the dead body of the camera man. It lay alongside another body that Michael had placed among the cobwebs. The bodies had been laid upon an old mattress. They had been poised in a vulgar and erotic position. It looked like a kinky and morbid 69.

Carly was shaking in fear as Gibby hid his face into her bosoms. "I want out of here," Gibby cried.

"But we can't get out of the house," Carly sadly reminded. "We're locked in."

When Sam, Freddie, Melanie, and Adam arrived, it was decided that they needed to place an urgent call to their professor. "It's an emergency!" Freddie said over the phone. "Two people are dead!"

Their contact with the professor was intercepted by Nevel. Wicked laughter upon the phone made Freddie shudder. His eyes were huge as the others looked on in fear.

"What's going on?" Sam asked, trying to take the phone from her lover.

Nevel began saying creepy phrases on the phone, hoping to scare them. "I am the Ghost of Michael Meyers. You are all going to die!"

The strange voice was then followed by a sinister cackle. The voice continued to speak and now it sounded as if it were coming from a loud speaker.

"PREPARE TO DIE!" said the frightening voice.

Sam did her best to reassure her companions. "That isn't Michael Meyers... I think it's Nevel," she said.

"What if it's not?" Adam said in fear. "I don't want to die. I can't die a virgin!"

"I'm a virgin, too!" Melanie cried out.

"So am I!" said Gibby.

"Me, too,' stated Carly as she gave Gibby a look.

"All of you virgins are in a hell of a lot of trouble,' said Sam. "Don't you realize that the virgins always die first in all the scary movies?!"

"That isn't true," spoke Freddie. "It's the opposite."

"Even so, I say we all lose our virginities tonight!" Gibby exclaimed.

"I agree with Gibby," said Melanie.

~*~o~*~

For the rest of the day, the gang continued to search the house, but found nothing more out of the ordinary. They didn't know that Nevel was watching them, along with Michael Myers. The killer was sizing up the group, trying to decide who first he wanted to murder. He was watching as Adam and Melanie lay down on the couch together, getting cozy after all the others had gone to bed.

"Ohhh Adam, I don't want to be a virgin anymore. Pop my cherry!" Melanie exclaimed.

Michael was watching as their clothes were thrown every which way. Within seconds, Adam had settled himself between Melanie's open legs. Adam's ass began to move up and down in time with Melanie's moans. His thrusts were frantic when suddenly, he came. "Ohhh Melanie, it was good for me," Adam spoke. "Was it good for you, too?"

"You're the best I've ever had," she said as she kissed him.

Michael knew exactly who he wanted to kill now...

He just needed a weapon.