Chapter 12
The police arrived soon after. A distressed neighbor had made a call about violent screaming and crying coming from across the street. The neighbor, a middle-aged man, was talking with an officer on the sidewalk. He seemed upset and kept trying to get by the officer to get a look at the bodies.
"That's Michael Myers! You have to believe me, it's him!"
"All right, sir. You have to calm down. Come with me and you can identify him later."
This will be the second time we've brought Myers in, another officer thought. But this time there was no doubt in his mind that Michael Myers had seen his last Halloween. They had seen some awful things, but no matter how many times it happened, it still didn't get any easier. The ghastly sight they met tonight was no exception.
As they began pulling the bodies off the fence, the officer ran off. He couldn't handle this. He'd seen the face of the bloodied man in the coveralls and noted the sort of half-smile on his face. It was sick. It was too much. He stopped to catch his breath, leaning on a nearby tree and trying to keep his supper down. It was then he noticed her- a dark-haired woman watching him from the shadows. He couldn't get a good look at her face but there was something he didn't like about her. He edged away from the tree and turned back to the others. He looked over his shoulder once more, but she was gone. He wondered if he was going crazy and when he reached the rest of the group he asked them whether or not they'd seen the woman. No one had.
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She walked, almost marched, with determined resolution. She didn't know where she would go. Someplace quiet, she thought and ran her hand over her midsection. Someplace- unsuspecting. Her life held a new purpose now. As she continued on, she pulled the white mask over her face. She had a quick stop to make along the way.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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