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Hawkins, Indiana

October 31, 1985

Halloween

Hawkins almost looked the same as it did the year before. The houses had gravestones on their lawns; cobwebs and skeletons hanging around; and of course, there were many jack-o-lanterns by the front doors—they would be lit later at night with trick-or-treating around the corner.

To say it was a disaster for pumpkins last year—would be an understatement. The spreading of the vines from the gate underneath the Lab, caused not only pumpkins in the area to die, but also the soil and trees.

To think it was only a year ago. Things were different. Hawkins Lab was still functioning. El still living in secret from her friends in the cabin. Will suffering from his episodes. Joyce was dating Bob.

So much has changed since then. And now they had a new enemy.

Hopper and Laurie were now in Hawkins City Hall, in the waiting room. Just what was taking Larry so long?

Owens and Loomis were not even here yet. Hopper and Laurie took the station wagon, while Owens and Loomis said they had to take care of some business.

Laurie looked at the cigarette in Hopper's hand. It was the third cigarette he smoked today. "How can you even smoke so much of that?"

Hopper looked at Laurie. "What? Don't tell me you never tried one before?"

Laurie smirked. "Oh, believe me I did. But when you find out you are about to have a baby—tobacco is no longer an option. Not a good influence either, especially when you want your kid to live in the healthiest environment as possible."

"You mean in a cabin in the woods?"

Laurie raised an eyebrow at the chief. "Well, look who's talking."

Hopper chuckled a bit, but then it started to fade. "It was my Grandpa's. And it was to keep her safe."

"You mean El?"

"Yeah." Hopper said.

"From… Brenner?"

"Brenner was already dead. There were still people out there who may… you know. And even though Owens got me the adoption papers, he told us to wait for things to cool off."

"For how long exactly?"

"A year."

"Well, that sounds pretty steep."

Hopper took another puff out of his cigarette. "Don't want any risks. You do anything to keep your family safe, right?"

Laurie looked at him and got what he was saying and nodded.

"Let me guess." Hopper put his cigarette down. "You live in a cabin because… of him."

Laurie grimly nodded. "Yes."

"Why the need to hide? He was already locked up."

Laurie sighed. "I knew that one day he would escape, and he would come back home… and he would finish what he started."

"And… you didn't think about leaving, did you?"

"No. When I would hear he would escape… I would be ready for him."

"Actually… I thought it was because Haddonfield is still your home."

Laurie looked at Hopper and understood why. "Well, yes. But I couldn't go down Lampkin Lane without…" Laurie stopped to push that had fallen over her eyes. "I still didn't the neighborhood was safe anymore. No matter how many times my parents try to convince me, even when they didn't care what I was going through… I just couldn't."

"So, you still have family around."

"Yeah. Not only my parents are still alive. There's also my uncle." Laurie made a brief look of disgust on her face. "And his wife, and their two kids, Kara and Timmy."

"Strode your family name?"

"Yeah. All my life."

"So, there wasn't… a Mr. Strode…"

Laurie looked at him and Hopper wish he hadn't said it. "Sorry. I mean… I didn't know…"

"It's alright." Laurie said. "To be honest, I didn't really know Karen's father. He was just… some guy." Laurie then looked at Hopper. "Were you… married?"

Hopper looked down a bit. This will always be a part in his life he would always miss and regret.

"Yeah… I… I was. Had one little girl together."

Laurie was starting to feel bad, asking Hopper about this. She remembered the day before when Karen told her that Hopper had another child—but she had died. She didn't know if she could live at all if something bad happen to Little Karen. Yet there were many in the world who had to live with that pain. She had seen it with the families who mourned the passing of her friends. She had seen it when Sheriff Brackett lost Annie.

"What was her name?" Laurie didn't why she said that, but it was too late.

Hopper looked at the Strode woman, and the look on the Chief's face was a mixture of nostalgia, sadness, and joy.

"Sara." Hopper started to smile. "Her name is Sara."

"Sara." Laurie could feel so much sympathy for the man. "That's a beautiful name."

Hopper chuckled. "Interesting though… your kid looks a lot like her."

That made Laurie's eyes widen.

Really? Well, Laurie wish she could see a photograph of Sara, but she wondered that would be asking too much…

She didn't get to say more as she heard heavy footsteps coming near. She turned her head from Hopper, and who she saw almost stunned her.

Coming from the Mayor's office—was a tall man. He all clothed in black. Black jacket, black pants, and black boots. He was even carrying a black helmet in his hand.

Laurie didn't have much time to process his face, but the man had a stoic, humorless expression on his face even as he passed Loomis and Owens without saying "excuse me" and went out the door the two doctors came through.

Loomis looked at the man strangely and saw to it when the man faded from view.

"Are we on time?" Owens asked.

"Don't worry, you haven't missed anything." Hopper turning his attention to cigarette.

All four of them turned to see the secretary, Candice, coming in with a smile. "Chief Hopper, Mayor Kline will now see you and your…" She looked Laurie, before turning to look at Owens and Loomis. "…acquaintances."

"Great." With that, Hopper stumped his cigarette in the holder.

Hopper, Laurie, Loomis, and Owens entered the Mayor's office. It looked nice with a few shiny things, trophies of some sort. Sitting next to a desk, was a man holding the newspaper, before the man folded it down to show the face of Mayor Kline. Larry Kline had blonde hair and blue eyes, and lighted with a smile at the sight of visitors.

"Jim!" Larry said. "I see you brought friends with you."

Hopper didn't have time for Larry's charming b*llsh*t. "Nice to see you again, Lar. Now I like you to meet my friends. This here is Laurie Strode, Dr. Loomis, and—"

"Dr. Owens." Larry said, looking straight at Owens, who wasn't surprised he knew him.

"It's okay, Jim." Owens said. "We met before."

"Yes, we have." Larry said, his tone turning suspicious. "Who could forget one of the men who were charge of Hawkins Lab. Last year, that little scandal of yours… concerning the chemical leak. Oh ho. You really caused quite a stir for this town. Many not believing it or out of their minds. And a pair of sobbing parents who were understandably heartbroken when they learned their missing beloved daughter… was not only dead the whole time—but her death was covered up."

Owens looked down a bit. "Mayor Kline, the Department of Energy had made many choices I wish it could take back, but I can't. But I have returned to Hawkins… because it is a matter of life and death."

"You may want need to listen very carefully about we are about to tell you, Mayor Kline." Dr. Loomis said.

Unfortunately, Kline wasn't giving the serious look they really needed from him. He sat there looking at them with his plastered smile almost going down. Before long he took out one of his cigars.

"Mayor Kline." Laurie spoke. "This is really important!"

"In a moment, honey." Larry said he put his cigar inside the cigar cutter.

Laurie almost felt appalled with what the Mayor just called her.

Honey? Really? Was this guy even serious?

CLACK!

With a tap with his hand on the cutter, the blade instantly cut the top of cigar, so that Kline would be ready to light it.

"All right, now." Larry smiled as he put the cigar in his mouth. "Enlighten me."

"I can't believe Harrington was there." Tommy H. scoffed as he put an arm around his girlfriend, Carol. "Just a year after getting kingdom come, what did he get to be a deputy?"

"It's the unfair perks that come with his name, Tommy." Carol said.

"Yeah, but I would rather bury my own grave than to answer to that backstabber—as long as I keep in living in this town." Tommy H. scoffed with a look of disgust.

"He's a cop now, Tommy." Carol looked at him. "Who knows? He can die in the line of duty if I care." She smirked sadistically.

That caused Tommy H. to smile sadistically as well. "Well I'll drink to that." Then his smirk starting away. "Though what's the chance? It's Hawkins, stupid innocent little town."

That made Carol scoffed. "So, what? I bet Steve couldn't have stomach it when they brought out those crispy bodies out of that blown-up stat—"

"Will you knock it off, already?" Billy frustratingly said, as he had been sitting on the front of his Camaro, drinking his third beer to calm down his nerves since what happened the day before.

"It's just… two guys I knew… were just… and I can't…" Derek and Ken were not killed in the explosion. Billy saw with his own eyes that they were murdered, and the explosion burned their bodies crisp, and it would be easy for everyone to see it as an accident. It would have been easy to just say it was an accident. But still, Billy couldn't forget the times he would come to the gas station and Ken always being there to lend a hand. Derek with his jokes. Now they were dead.

Here he was the day after, trying to repress his sorrows, and was listening to dipsh*ts like Tommy H. and Carol, who absolutely had no empathy…

"Geez man, sorry." Tommy H. said. "We didn't mean disrespecting those people yesterday. I mean really… but you had nothing to do with it, man. Nothing you could have done."

Billy just sunk his head down.

"Billy, don't look so long face, it's Halloween." Carol smiled. "And I bet tonight will lift your spirit."

Billy looked at her. "Oh yeah? What?"

Tommy H. laughed. "Are you kidding me, Hargrove. Party time!"

Carol smiled. "Yeah, my folks will be out. And the place will be ours!"

Tommy H. smiled. "Yeah got some hot guys to come over. Vicki, Tina, and Heather… you remember Heather Holloway, right, Billy?"

Billy amusingly remembered his pretty co-worker during his lifeguard duty in the summer.

"And we have Charlie…" Billy turned around at the mention of him. Charlie? As in the wasted guy who threw up at Tina's Halloween Party last year. "Although, the only way he could get invited was on the condition he secured the 'pure fuel.'"

"Pure fuel?" Billy said.

"Yeah!" Tommy H. said. "And Billy, would it be okay if you brought a few sets of New Coke? We kind of promised everyone we have New Coke."

"Do I need a costume for this party as well?" Billy asked. "I don't I want to go with just my jacket open—"

"I can lend you my costume from last year. Trust me, you will look even more bad*ss!"

"What about you?"

Carol started to look seductively at her boyfriend. "Oh, Tommy and I…" She was swirling with her finger under his chin. "We'll being wear our… personal costumes."

Tommy H. smiled at his girlfriend. "Yeah." He put his arms around her waist. "Like the Invisible Man. Invisible." They leaned into to each other to kiss.

Billy shook his head at them amusedly. Those were insane. Insane to believe idiots like them had been sticking with each other's pants for who knows how long. They were making plans to party, and yet they were out of high school and were supposed to apply to college or at least get a job. It was easy for Billy getting his job as a lifeguard during the summer, but if he wanted to stay lifeguard during the fall he would have to move to Florida.

His hard*ss dad was even pressuring him to go apply a job so that he can make of something of his "useless" life. And didn't Billy already hear this kind of lesson already.

Maybe it would be a good idea going to this party. Would be nice to party again. Nice to see Heather again. It wasn't secret she was attracted to him during their time at the pool. He didn't think of the chance of hitting it off with her. Back then he was thinking of hitting if off with…

Uh, screw it. Even after four months, Billy was still feeling down about Karen Wheeler.

Larry Kline stood speechless after what Hopper, Loomis, Laurie, and Owens detailed about Michael Myers; his past, his crimes, and that he was still at large at Hawkins.

But after all that Kline was still looked the same when he took his cigar.

"So... this Mike Myers."

"Michael Myers." Laurie corrected

"Okay, sorry. So, technically how many people has this guy killed again?"

Loomis looked grim. "Before last week, Michael had killed 5 people in his lifetime."

"Well, that doesn't seem…"

"IT'S NOT FIVE PEOPLE ANYMORE, LARRY!" Hopper yelled, which startled Larry. "If he can kill, that means he can kill more than just 5 people! When the bus crashed, he killed Greg Cole! And then he went to kill four people at the gas station—"

"Hold on, Jim. The gas station was an unfortunate accident."

"So?" Hopper said. "What better else for that son of a b*tch to cover his tracks!"

"Jim slow down. How do you even it's this same guy?"

"Because we saw him at Mrs. Driscoll's." Hopper huffed.

Larry narrowed his eyebrows. "Mrs. Driscoll's?"

"Yeah." Hopper said. "You remember her?"

"Oh, I do. I have a friend at the times who recounted to me of how Mrs. Driscoll told him Johnson killed Kennedy." Larry chuckled.

Laurie and Loomis didn't understand why Larry was chuckling. This was serious.

"Forget that!" Hopper said. "We were at Mrs. Driscoll's and this guy attacked us!"

"Do you have proof?" Larry said. "Photo? How the heck you knew it would be at Mrs. Driscoll's place? Does she have a testimony? Or how this man was responsible for the explosion at the gas station? Hmm?"

Hopper realized they didn't have concrete proof. They didn't find Doris Driscoll at the home or even her body, which made him wonder. And they definitely could not tell Larry how El saw Myers at the gas station.

Loomis needed to cut in. "Look, Mr. Mayor. I know we don't have proof, but we can swear to you by our lives that this man is real and is in your town."

"Right, right. Dr… Lumos?"

"Dr. Loomis." Laurie corrected Larry.

"Right, sorry. I was willing to believe your story… but then I had a hard time at the part where you what… shoot him six times? Wouldn't that be it? End of story?"

Loomis sighed in disbelief and exclaimed. "For goodness sake! We are not talking about a normal man here! We are talking about a killer! Who is driven by pure animal instinct!"

"Larry, please." Owens said. "I've seen what he can do. He is unlike anything I have ever seen!"

Larry looked at Owens. "And you say it was your people who were supposed to escort him… but the bus crashed?"

Owens shamefully nodded.

Larry scoffed. "So, technically this is on you. Another one of your mistakes, and you want me to help you cover it up."

"No." Owens shook his head. "We don't want to keep this from the townspeople. The less they know who is among them… the very worse it will get."

"Trust me." Laurie said. "I didn't know… and I was unprepared for what happened next."

"You need to set a curfew." Hopper said.

"WHAT?!" Larry said, appalled.

"I need you to issue this as a temporary emergency. It won't be safe on the streets with this guy around."

"And cancel Trick-or-Treating?" Larry scoffed. "You should have come to me earlier about this or maybe you should have that it would be stupid to cancel a holiday because of a man who practically skipped to the next town. You see the houses out there decorated and no doubt the many families who have spent a lot of money on costumes and candy. Never… especially in my lifetime has Halloween been cancelled in Hawkins. You are asking me to impose martial law? Now that sounds awfully like something the Soviets would do."

"PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DIE!" Loomis almost yelled. "If the people at least don't know, then the consequences will be worse. Mayor Kline… evil is here! It is walking among us!"

"Doc." Larry sighed. "It sounds to me you are talking about the Anti-Christ."

"Well perhaps I am!" Loomis said.

Larry got up. "No. The answer is no, and my answer next time will be no." He got up from his chair and went to the door to open it for them.

"You want to risk this, Larry?" Hopper glared at the Mayor. "Tell me, how is your office going to look when a lot people are dead are in the morning?"

"You threatening me, Jim?" Larry said. "Thought you didn't like politics. No, I don't want that. One thing I do know is if someone like this existed… and it sounds unlikely that he just gets up like he is next Arnold Schwarzenegger—we would all know in the papers. How about you are new friends go out there, shine that shiny badge of yours, and find him and tell me when you find him. But right now, I see no proof. So, for my sake and hopefully yours… just do your job."

Hopper, Loomis, Laurie, and Owens could look at the Mayor in contempt and unbelief. After all they told him… he has no sense?

First it was Hopper, Loomis, Laurie, and Owens who through the door and into the hallway.

"Oh, one more thing." The four turned back to where Larry was standing, who had a smile on his face. "Happy Halloween."

"Listen up, everyone. Just because of what today is, and I don't need to repeat what day it is. This is not a drill. Not a joke. Not some dipsh*t prank. The threat is real. The man is real. The thing we are dealing with… is real." Hopper said as he gathered all his officers in the main office of the Hawkins Police Station. Among them were Powell, Callahan, Steve, Robin, Flo, and other officers who have lived most of their lives in Hawkins. On his left side, were Loomis, Owens, and Laurie.

Hopper opened a file on his desk and took out a photo for all fellow enforcement to see. Powell looked baffled, while Callahan looked a bit spooked by the sight of the man's face in the image.

"What happened to his eye?" Callahan asked.

"Just who the heck is that?" Powell asked.

"This man… is Michael Audrey Myers. This is a picture of him after he taken back into custody after his murder spree on Halloween, seven years ago in Haddonfield. In 1963, when he was 6 years old, he murdered his teenage sister, Judith."

That made some of the officers, including Powell and Callahan, shocked and appalled.

"Fifteen years later, he broke out and returned to Haddonfield to kill four more people. Three of those people were teenagers."

Laurie looked down a bit, remembering her friends since that day. Hopper then pulled out another photo to show.

"And he was dressed up just like this." Hopper held out the black and white photo showing Michael Myers with his white mask and mechanic outfit. In the photo it looked like his arms tied around his back. It seemed when Michael was brought into custody, he was restrained so that they would take a picture of his state of when he carried out the massacre.

"A bus was transferring Michael Myers back to Smith's Grove Sanitorium, but it crashed… a few days ago outside of Hawkins."

That caused a shock to spread throughout the room, the only ones who weren't shock were the ones who already knew, and that included Robin, Steve, Laurie, Loomis, Owens, and Hopper himself.

"Michael Myers was the one who murdered Greg Cole, who investigated the bus crash with his son, Kevin. We have found no sign of Kevin Cole's body, but with someone as dangerous as Myers, it would be foolish to get your hopes up.

"Myers was responsible for the deaths of the people at the gas station, and there is no doubt that he was behind the explosion in order to cover his tracks. He went there so he could get a mechanic suit just like what he wore seven years ago, just like in this photo here." Hopper tapped the photo with his other finger. "He even has the same mask he wore that night."

Powell shook his head in unbelief. "How do you know all this, Chief?"

Hopper gave a Powell a grim look. "Because I saw Michael Myers last night." That caused Powell to be silent. "And I was told about Michael Myers's history by his former psychiatrist—" Hopper looked to the man on his left. "—Dr. Samuel Loomis."

Everyone turned to Loomis, who in turn nodded at them.

Hopper resumed. "I asked Mayor Kline to issue a curfew and that would mean cancelling on any outdoor Halloween activities—since this maniac is out on the streets. But my request was denied. From today, police officers will go out in two on patrols—and be on the lookout for this guy.

"He will be wearing a white mask and a mechanic suit, just like he did seven years ago. His primary weapon of choice would be a kitchen knife, and he is unusually strong as well. He is about 6 feet tall and…" Hopper looked at Loomis. "How old is he again Doctor?"

"Michael Myers is 28 years old."

"28 got it." Hopper said, though he couldn't say he felt embarrassed now, due to the fact that the night before he got his *ss handed by a man 15 years younger than him. Michael Myers was supposed to be a kid compared to him. He couldn't believe how a younger guy like that could be even more dangerous or even stronger than he was. It felt like a punch to the gut.

"As Dr. Loomis said, Michael Myers is 28 years old, but that does not make any less dangerous. I may tell you to shoot him on sight, but if you were to spot another kid wearing a costume or mask similar to his then that would be something we can't have. Aim your gun at him and if he tries to attack, don't resist to defend yourself. At least, call me or any other fellow officers in the area, so that we can subdue this jack*ss once and for all."

When Hopper finished, Dr. Loomis stepped up to looked at everyone.

"You do not know me. Perhaps you doubt what we have presented to you as we did to Mayor Kline. But this man. This thing." Loomis held up the photo of the unmasked Michael Myers. "I implore you, that he does exist. I have known him for 22 years. Do not be deceived. These eyes… they will deceive you. They lack any emotion. Behind these eyes… is the absence of light. The Blackest Eyes. The Devil's Eyes. The eyes of a psychopath. Who knows no boundaries… and has no boundaries. And I beseech every one of you to believe what we have told you and that you will rely on one another and protect one another during this time." With that the doctor finished.

Steve and Robin looked at each other with concern. If only everyone in town knew what they were up against, perhaps things would be easier. They knew exactly what they were up against. They experienced it firsthand last night. And he was everything Dr. Loomis just said.

Robin felt she could at least call her parents to tell them, but she felt she didn't want to bring them into this mess. Yet, at the same time she felt she was taking a risk.

Steve didn't know how his parents would think of this. He knew his parents knew nothing at all of his 'strange' adventures, and he really didn't have brightest relationship with them like other kids do. He didn't know if they would care or not.

"Jim, a word?" Powell said to the Chief, as he stood with Callahan. Hopper nodded as he and his officers walked towards his office.

Once the three of them were there, Powell could now speak. "Chief, what is gotten into you?"

Hopper narrowed his eyes. "What has gotten into me?"

Callahan shook his head. "I mean seriously? A killer in a mask? Here in this town? Are you sure—"

"Yes! I am sure, Phil!" Hopper yelled, spooking Callahan. "I saw him for real, last night!"

"But what about these people?" Powell said. "That Dr. Loomis seems a bit—"

"Dr. Loomis knows Michael Myers better than anyone else, and so does Miss Strode. And I trust them. We are going need all the help we to take this *sshole before he hurts anyone else. And if any of you oblivious dip—"

The door opened, and then appeared Flo.

"Not now, Flo." Hopper tried to turn his secretary down.

"Chief." Flo said. "It's an emergency. Something happened at Betsy Payne's."

Hopper looked back at Flo with a grim sensation crawling on him. "What happened?"

Hopper pulled up his station wagon in front of Betsy Payne's residence, where many people were gathering around. Coming out of the car with Hopper, were Laurie, Loomis, Owens, Steve, and Robin. Another cruiser pulled up and coming out of it were Callahan and Powell.

Hopper walked closer to see what was happening, he had to push through the crowd a bit—before stumbling upon a sight that was started make him sick.

Hanging on a long branch of a tree on the Payne's lawn—was the family dog—which was hanging upside down with the rope tied to its legs. And the neck looked like it had been forcibly broken.

Hopper could see Betsy Payne comforting her daughter, who was crying over the loss of their pet and no doubt a beloved family member. It made Hopper felt bad, recounting the time he almost shot the dog when it came running up him one time—he almost hallucinated that it was a demo-dog from last year.

"He did it again." Hopper turned to Laurie after what she just said.

"What?"

"Last time, he killed Lindsey Wallace's dog. Now this time he did it for everyone to see."

Hopper turned back to the sight of the dog. "He's taunting us isn't he."

Loomis stood next to Hopper. "Today is his day. This is only a taste of what is to come."

What they didn't know at that moment, farther away down the street—hiding in the shadows—the Shape was watching them.

There! Happy (Late) Halloween! Almost look back at how Halloween looked like in Season 2! This time Halloween Day in here will be the finale day in here! This chapter is the beginning and many more chapters covering October 31, 1985! Going to be a long Halloween!

I know it's traditional the Halloween movies would take place all on Halloween day, but this is also Stranger Things, and it would be fair this season would span several days before building up to this particular day!

Hope you loved the Laurie and Hopper conversation; see how much they have in common!

Larry Kline is back and is Larry as always. Guess who the biker guy was who just passed by?

Dr. Loomis in here was resembling and quoting from his Malcolm McDowell/Rob Zombie counterpart when he was talking about Michael Myers to Larry and the Hawkins Police.

Guess what costume Billy may be wearing for that Halloween Party!

Remember the Drunk Teen at Tina's Party who dressed like a Greek and was on Steve's basketball team in Season 2, was played by Drew Scheid, who also portrayed Oscar in Halloween 2018! He will appear in here, and his name will be Charlie! PURE FUEL!

Yes! The dog scene at the end, I took it from the deleted scene from Halloween 2018, when Allyson is jogging and sees a dead dog Michael killed and had hanged on a tree—which was like a homecoming gift of what he was about to unleash later on!

Next chapter, you'll see what the rest of the party is doing and planning!

Until then continue to Review and I will see you next time!