Alicyn awoke to the sensation of a hand slapping her face. The force was somewhere between hard and soft, enough to knock her back into consciousness. One by one, her senses slowly came back to her.
"Alicyn! Wake up! Now! Alicyn! Come on, come on, please! You've got to start moving.."
She opened her eyes slowly, and looked up from the ground at a panicked Valerie. Once she locked eyes with Alicyn, her expression changed into relief but went quickly back to fear. This was odd. Valerie never panicked. Alicyn had completely forgotten what had happened previously.
Valerie started tugging upward at Alicyn's arms. "Al, get up, now! We've got to get out of here!"
Suddenly, the realization hit Alicyn once again. It came with the weight of ten thousand heavy stones, and in that moment she remembered the dead body of Sean, the fencepost projecting through his chest, and the abnormally tall man with a mask that had been holding his head.
Alicyn screamed again. This time, she kept screaming. She shook her head wildly, longing to find that this was just a terrible nightmare. It couldn't be real; it was impossible.
"ALICYN! WE HAVE GOT TO GO! NOW! GET UP!" Valerie shrieked over the sound of her yelps.
Alicyn listened to her instincts and jumped quickly from the ground. She glanced around her-all the people had fled the stadium. She looked onto the field and saw a figure of a man lying face down on the ground-dead. It was the football coach. Alicyn's eyes widened in horror at the sight. She didn't dare glimpse at the fence, for she may have lost all control once again. As difficult as it was, she had to push the images from her mind or she may very well be the next victim. Valerie pulled at her arm and the two took off running. The man in the mask was nowhere to be found.
Alicyn felt as if she were in a dream or a terrible alternate reality. Haddonfield was supposed to be safe, and now people were being murdered. The realization finally hit her-Evan Wallace was spot-on about every single thing she had gone on endlessly about that entire day. It was the fifteenth anniversary. The man had escaped from the sanitarium, and now he was back in his hometown for a second hurrah. It was all true, every last bit of it. Nobody was safe- Michael Myers had come home.
Endless tears streamed down both of the girl's faces, but they continued to run across the stadium until they heard a petrifying scream near them.
"Help me, please! Please somebody help me!" shrieked the female's voice.
Instantly, Alicyn and Valerie changed their direction to go back and help the screaming girl. Still locking hands, they ran toward the body crying on the ground. Soon enough, they were able to recognize the girl in distress-it was Evan Wallace.
"Oh, no!" Alicyn cried, covering her mouth. Valerie bent down to help Evan up, but she was unable to stand. Valerie rolled her over and discovered she had been slashed multiple times across her torso, and her left shoulder had been stabbed. She was bleeding profusely, and bawling uncontrollably.
"Please help me," Evan whimpered.
Valerie held her hand. "Stay with me, baby doll. Help is coming."
Alicyn's eyes stung with a waterfall of heavier tears. She quickly removed her cell phone from inside of her bra and dialed 911 with shaking hands. She connected with the operator and immediately began to cry into the phone.
"I'm at the high school football field…and there's people that are dead…and my friend is bleeding a lot…and he's here…he's gonna kill everybody!" Alicyn wept.
"Who is there?" The operator replied calmly.
"MICHAEL MYERS!" Alicyn exclaimed fearfully. "MICHAEL MYERS IS BACK AND HE IS GOING TO KILL US ALL! TWO PEOPLE ARE ALREADY DEAD! PLEASE HELP US!"
A second later, Alicyn heard her phone beep. She glanced at the front screen, and it read 'LOW BATTERY.' A couple seconds after, the phone powered off automatically.
"NO!" Alicyn shrieked in anger. She hit the phone with her other palm and began to cry harder.
"What? What happened?" Valerie inquired impatiently with wild eyes.
"My phone died," Alicyn wept.
"Mine's in the car. Go get it-now!" Valerie shouted. She pulled her keys from one of the pockets in her pirate costume and tossed them up at Alicyn.
Without another word, Alicyn spun around and began to dash toward the entrance and exit gate until the sight of it stopped her in her tracks.
Alicyn's body felt numb. Her eyes widened as she felt her stomach drop even further. She was instantly paralyzed with fear as she laid eyes upon the seven-foot-tall man, knife in hand, guarding the gate.
It was Michael, right there in the flesh. He wasn't going to let anybody escape. As he focused his glare on her, he turned his head slightly at her. An instant later, he began marching in Alicyn's direction. Alicyn heard her friends shrieking behind her.
Alicyn whimpered and cried, still paralyzed with fear and unable to make her muscles move her in any direction. Michael approached her and stood directly in front of her, clutching his knife. Alicyn stared up at his white mask and, for a spilt second, locked eyes with the cold-blooded murderer. They were dark blue. She thought they almost looked familiar.
Now I'm going crazy, Alicyn thought to herself. She heard the ongoing screams of Valerie and Evan in the background
Once again, he turned his head at her and grunted something under his breath.
"Hate," Michael grunted.
Alicyn couldn't believe her eyes-or her eyes. Was the infamous killer of Haddonfield really trying to talk to her without attacking her first? She blinked hard a few times and forced her voice to work.
"U-uh.." she squeaked. Her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Hate," he muttered again.
"Hate? I-I've never m-m-met.. you," Alicyn managed to reply weakly, still crying.
Behind the mask, Michael's eyes narrowed in rage and he roared at her with pure animalism.
Before Alicyn could blink, Michael brought his head downward and used full force to ram it into hers. Alicyn felt herself fall backwards and she was unconscious again before she hit the ground.