October 31st, 2002....HALLOWEEN....
Children spilled out onto the residential street, dressed in Halloween costumes, some alone, some guided by their parents. Leaves began to fall, littering the sidewalks below them, Halloween had arrived in the town of Haddonfield.
As the children scampered about on this day of ghosts and goblins, a man emerged from a large, Victorian house. It was Tommy Doyle, reaching for the newspaper in his robe.
A large gust of wind tossed up some leaves that had been resting on the porch. Tommy hugged himself and walked inside the house. The hallway was dark and a small ticking could be heard from the gigantic grandfathers clock, left dormant in the corner of the living room.
Tommy entered the kitchen, placing the newspaper down on the table and opening the refrigerator. He bent over, cocking his head down into it, scanning for something to eat.
Kara Strode, a young woman with alluring looks, sat at the table drinking a cup of coffee, watching the small television located on a small stand.
"So, what time did ya' finally get home last night?" she said, while shaking a bag of Sweet-N-Low and ripping it open, pouring it into her coffee.
"A little after one or so, I brought John back with me."
"I sorta figured you'd do that. What did he have to say?"
"He was shocked, to say the least. I don't know, he may have his doubts." Tommy sat down, opening up the Haddonfield Tribune. In bold, black letters the headline screamed: Halloween is Here; is Michael Here Too?
Kara continued to sip her coffee, watching the television. It now was broadcasting images of last years horrible murders. She closed her eyes, turning away.
"Kara, I saw Michael last night, at the coffee shop. He was watching John and I." Tommy placed the paper down, looking at Kara, his eyes fixated on her.
"Tommy, do you think he'll come after Steven? Do you think he'll come after John? Hell, do you think it's safe to keep them in the same house?" Kara's voice filled with panic as she returned Tommy's stare with one of her own.
"I don't know what to think. But what I do know is we can't run, you can't run from evil. No matter how far you go, it'll come back. Michael has proven he'll go the length to kill."
Kara took off her glasses and began to rub her eyes. She stood up, stretching into the air.
"Well, I need to get Danny and Steven off to school."
Tommy picked up the paper again and Kara left the kitchen.
Danny's room was cluttered with typical teen memorabilia, pennants for the Chicago Bulls, Cubs, and Bears shared the wall with posters of his favorite wrestler, 'The Rock' and his favorite TV show, The Simpsons.
He sat on the end of his bed, playing a Game Boy, not alert to his mother entering the room. She sat beside him, stroking his hair.
"Danny, it's almost time for school. You should really get ready."
Danny did not listen, his eyes still engrossed in the game, tuning his loving mother out.
"Danny, I'm serious you need to get ready for school!" she said, taking the Game Boy from his hands and turning it off, placing it on his desk.
"Now hurry up I don't want you to be late."
She left the room, Danny stood up, grabbed his Game Boy and sat back down at the end of his bed.
Steven was an energetic 7 year old. He had short brown hair and took on the looks of his late mother. He sat on Kara's bed, watching Rugrats.
"Steven, ya' ready to go? It's almost time for school." she smiled standing over him. His face was bright with excitement, he was not too keen on school, but today was different. Today the kids could dress up for Halloween. Today, they'd get candy instead of class work.
"Can I go get my costume on?" he pleaded with Kara as he stood up.
"Sure, go get your costume on."
Steven darted out of the room, leaving Kara all alone. She walked over to the window, with her arms crossed, looking at the leaves as they fell from the trees. Her second story window made it possible for her to see almost the whole street.
As she glanced up the street she could see a bleak figure, resting in the shadows, its white mask piercing the darkness. Panic rushed her body as she closed her eyes, hoping to block the evil. When her eyes opened, the figure was gone. She glanced all around, trying to see if the shape could be seen, but nothing.
"You're going to scare yourself to no end." She whispered to herself as she turned and walked out of the room.
The hallway fluttered with light when Kara opened the door unleashing the sunshine into the darkened hall of the house. Danny, holding his Game Boy walked onto the porch. His head was hunched down, staring at the screen. Steven, in a Spider-man costume, jumped out into the yard, play fighting with an imaginary enemy.
Kara bent over, kissing Danny on the cheek.
"You be careful and watch over Steven, ok?" She ushered Steven over with her hand, also kissing him on the cheek.
The yellow school bus pulled up in front of the house. The door swung open where a skinny, older woman sat with a smile. Kara hurried the kids a long, waving goodbye to them as they boarded the bus.
As the bus roared down the road, Kara turned to walk into the house where she again saw a figure in the distance. She squinted her eyes, trying to get a better look. Only to find out it was her older neighbor, Mr. Carpenter.
"How ya' doing Mr. Carpenter?" She yelled across the street.
The silver haired man looked up, waving to Kara motioning that he was doing well with a smile. Kara turned and walked into the house.
Steven sat, looking out the window of the school bus, while Danny still played his Game Boy. The bus came to a stop, he still looked out into the fall day. But instead of seeing children at play, he saw a man in a white mask, standing in the trees over by a park, looking at him. As the bus began to roll down the road, Steven's eyes still glared at the white, emotionless mask of Michael Myers until he was out of sight.
Children spilled out onto the residential street, dressed in Halloween costumes, some alone, some guided by their parents. Leaves began to fall, littering the sidewalks below them, Halloween had arrived in the town of Haddonfield.
As the children scampered about on this day of ghosts and goblins, a man emerged from a large, Victorian house. It was Tommy Doyle, reaching for the newspaper in his robe.
A large gust of wind tossed up some leaves that had been resting on the porch. Tommy hugged himself and walked inside the house. The hallway was dark and a small ticking could be heard from the gigantic grandfathers clock, left dormant in the corner of the living room.
Tommy entered the kitchen, placing the newspaper down on the table and opening the refrigerator. He bent over, cocking his head down into it, scanning for something to eat.
Kara Strode, a young woman with alluring looks, sat at the table drinking a cup of coffee, watching the small television located on a small stand.
"So, what time did ya' finally get home last night?" she said, while shaking a bag of Sweet-N-Low and ripping it open, pouring it into her coffee.
"A little after one or so, I brought John back with me."
"I sorta figured you'd do that. What did he have to say?"
"He was shocked, to say the least. I don't know, he may have his doubts." Tommy sat down, opening up the Haddonfield Tribune. In bold, black letters the headline screamed: Halloween is Here; is Michael Here Too?
Kara continued to sip her coffee, watching the television. It now was broadcasting images of last years horrible murders. She closed her eyes, turning away.
"Kara, I saw Michael last night, at the coffee shop. He was watching John and I." Tommy placed the paper down, looking at Kara, his eyes fixated on her.
"Tommy, do you think he'll come after Steven? Do you think he'll come after John? Hell, do you think it's safe to keep them in the same house?" Kara's voice filled with panic as she returned Tommy's stare with one of her own.
"I don't know what to think. But what I do know is we can't run, you can't run from evil. No matter how far you go, it'll come back. Michael has proven he'll go the length to kill."
Kara took off her glasses and began to rub her eyes. She stood up, stretching into the air.
"Well, I need to get Danny and Steven off to school."
Tommy picked up the paper again and Kara left the kitchen.
Danny's room was cluttered with typical teen memorabilia, pennants for the Chicago Bulls, Cubs, and Bears shared the wall with posters of his favorite wrestler, 'The Rock' and his favorite TV show, The Simpsons.
He sat on the end of his bed, playing a Game Boy, not alert to his mother entering the room. She sat beside him, stroking his hair.
"Danny, it's almost time for school. You should really get ready."
Danny did not listen, his eyes still engrossed in the game, tuning his loving mother out.
"Danny, I'm serious you need to get ready for school!" she said, taking the Game Boy from his hands and turning it off, placing it on his desk.
"Now hurry up I don't want you to be late."
She left the room, Danny stood up, grabbed his Game Boy and sat back down at the end of his bed.
Steven was an energetic 7 year old. He had short brown hair and took on the looks of his late mother. He sat on Kara's bed, watching Rugrats.
"Steven, ya' ready to go? It's almost time for school." she smiled standing over him. His face was bright with excitement, he was not too keen on school, but today was different. Today the kids could dress up for Halloween. Today, they'd get candy instead of class work.
"Can I go get my costume on?" he pleaded with Kara as he stood up.
"Sure, go get your costume on."
Steven darted out of the room, leaving Kara all alone. She walked over to the window, with her arms crossed, looking at the leaves as they fell from the trees. Her second story window made it possible for her to see almost the whole street.
As she glanced up the street she could see a bleak figure, resting in the shadows, its white mask piercing the darkness. Panic rushed her body as she closed her eyes, hoping to block the evil. When her eyes opened, the figure was gone. She glanced all around, trying to see if the shape could be seen, but nothing.
"You're going to scare yourself to no end." She whispered to herself as she turned and walked out of the room.
The hallway fluttered with light when Kara opened the door unleashing the sunshine into the darkened hall of the house. Danny, holding his Game Boy walked onto the porch. His head was hunched down, staring at the screen. Steven, in a Spider-man costume, jumped out into the yard, play fighting with an imaginary enemy.
Kara bent over, kissing Danny on the cheek.
"You be careful and watch over Steven, ok?" She ushered Steven over with her hand, also kissing him on the cheek.
The yellow school bus pulled up in front of the house. The door swung open where a skinny, older woman sat with a smile. Kara hurried the kids a long, waving goodbye to them as they boarded the bus.
As the bus roared down the road, Kara turned to walk into the house where she again saw a figure in the distance. She squinted her eyes, trying to get a better look. Only to find out it was her older neighbor, Mr. Carpenter.
"How ya' doing Mr. Carpenter?" She yelled across the street.
The silver haired man looked up, waving to Kara motioning that he was doing well with a smile. Kara turned and walked into the house.
Steven sat, looking out the window of the school bus, while Danny still played his Game Boy. The bus came to a stop, he still looked out into the fall day. But instead of seeing children at play, he saw a man in a white mask, standing in the trees over by a park, looking at him. As the bus began to roll down the road, Steven's eyes still glared at the white, emotionless mask of Michael Myers until he was out of sight.