Chapter 6: Mr. Sandman
John drove madly down the freeway, going well over the speed limit. Thom clutched his seat as he silently prayed for the safety of his car. "Where's the Sheriff's station! We need to file a missing person report." John was trying to keep his composure but he was losing it fast. Molly, god what was she doing here in the first place! She came to see him, and now she was gone. Where was she? "John keep your eyes on the road!" Thom shouted. John swerved and narrowly avoided driving into oncoming traffic. As they drove frantically Lindsay was doing her best to stay behind them. She was trying to get her cell phone out of her purse and call Dr. Wynn. She saw Thom's car turning on the off ramp and she grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and exited the freeway with them. Where were they going and why had John looked so upset? Lindsay's mind raced as she followed them, finally seeing them pull into the parking lot of the local police station.
John stormed through the front entrance and quickly walked up to the front desk. An officer was filing some paper work when John interrupted him, "I need to speak with the Sheriff immediately." The officer looked up and saw the serious look on the man's face. "What's this about? The Sheriff's a busy guy." John slammed his fists down on the counter, "I need to see him now it's a matter of life and death!" The officer stood up and crossed his arms, "Your going to have to make an appointment sir." Thom walked over from behind John and asked the officer kindly, "Is there any way he'd see us right now? It is quite important, we need to file a missing persons report." Just then they heard a robust voice ask, "Who's missing Thom?" John and Thom turned around and saw a large man in his mid forties walk out from the back office. "Oh Sheriff, I'm glad we found you. This is John Tate. He's the son of'" "Laurie Strode." The three men turned and looked at the woman who had just spoken. Lindsay was walking towards them when John looked to the Sheriff, "Sir, my fiancé is missing, she flew here from Santa Monica last night and left a message on my cell phone. I was supposed to pick her up but when I got there she was gone." The sheriff scratched his head, "And?" John looked to Thom and then to the woman standing next to them, "And, I think something's happened to her. She never checked into the hotel she said she was going to stay at, and I found her shoe in the airport parking lot."
Thom had been listening to John reason with the sheriff but his attention had mainly been focused on this woman. He recognized her but he wasn't sure from where. Lindsay looked to the sheriff and remembered she hadn't caught his name, "I'm sorry sir I've been rude, I'm Dr. Lindsay Wallace. And you are?" The Sheriff smiled and took her hand, shaking it, "Sheriff Mark Grayson, can I ask what your doing here first of all and second, how you knew who this guy was?" Sheriff Grayson pointed to John who was also looking at her confused. Thom finally recognized her, along with hearing her last name. "Lindsay!" He rushed over to her and gave her a hug which surprised her given his bad timing. She laughed and looked at the Sheriff and John, "John, I new your mother and I've been looking for you actually." Thom smiled gleefully as he looked to the Sheriff and John, "Mark, John, this is an old friend of mine. We go way back, god Linz I haven't seen you in like fifteen years!"
John was growing impatient, no one was making an effort to try and help him find Molly. "Hey! This can wait, I need to find Molly now! Who do I need to talk to, to file a missing persons report?" Sheriff Grayson took the initiative as Thom and Lindsay broke their hug, "That would be me son, now what did you say your fiancé's name was? Molly?" "Molly Carmichael. She's 23, about 5' 3" curly blonde hair." John was trying to maintain his polite demeanor but this was really making him nervous. He knew something was up. It was October 30th and tomorrow was Halloween. Weird shit like this didn't happen this time a year to him as a coincidence. It was Michael, John knew it but still tried to suppress that knowledge. "Ok, come with me Mr. Tate, we'll get you some forms to fill out." Sheriff Grayson looked back to Thom and Lindsay and smiled, "Thom, always a pleasure. Dr. Wallace, nice meeting you. If you'll excuse me." He walked back into the office with John.
Thom and Lindsay walked outside the station and over to Lindsay's car, "Lindsay what are you doing in Haddonfield? I thought you lived in Chicago. You're a Doctor now! That's great, what's your practice?" Lindsay smiled and replied, "Psychology. Criminal psychology to be precise. I moved up to Lowe's Creek a few years back, its close to Ridgemont Sanitarium where I work." Thom caught his breath, "Ridgemont? You work there? What have you been up to these past years Lindsay." Lindsay took a step forward and spoke in a low tone, "Thom, I cant tell you much but, I learned a lot from reading the work of Sam Loomis. You knew him didn't you?" Thom turned pale, "Yes, yes I did, we met briefly before he died. Lindsay what does he have to do with you? Are you working on the Myers case!?" Thom looked at her in shock as she nodded, "Yes I became part of that ongoing investigation back in 1998 when Laurie Strode was arrested. I never got a chance to meet John Tate until now but I had sessions with his mother. After she decapitated that paramedic she slipped into a type of catatonic state. She never spoke, never moved, just sat, just like Myers did when he was at Smith's Grove as a child. Thom, she was a blank slate. I tried for three years to get through to her but it was like I want their, like the whole room was gone, all that was in existence was her and her brother. Thom, Myers work isn't finished, I believe that John Tate is His last living relative and that he's in danger. Have you checked your calendar lately?" Thom looked back at the police station and then turned to Lindsay, "He's staying with me and my wife and kids, he came here from California because of Myers and his mother, if anyone knows he's in danger, its him. Lindsay, we need your help. I have to help John but I also have to protect my family, I don't want them involved in any of this." Lindsay took out her wallet and handed Thom her card, "I understand, here, call me if you need anything. I think we should set up an appointment to talk, bring John too, I need to speak with him as well." Having said that, Lindsay got into her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She waved at Thom then drove off leaving him contemplating the situation he had found himself in.
Miles walked to 4th hour with a huge grin on his face. He had just had a chat session with Sara and they had made plans to go out with Jesse and Dan tomorrow night. He knew this was it, he was going to tell her how he felt. She'd understand, maybe she'd even go out with him. He was eighteen now and even though she was like 22, the age difference wasn't that big. Besides, he's helped save her life. They had a bond. Miles was so excited that he didn't notice Dan as he walked by him. "Hey Miles! What the hell, wait up!" Miles turned and saw his friend catching up with him. "Oh, sorry man, I didn't see you." "Yeah I noticed, your head was up in cloud 9, why are you so happy?" Dan followed Miles up the stairs as they headed for class. "I just talked to Sara, she and I are going to go to the park tomorrow night, then were going to meet up with you and Jesse here." Dan smiled and punched Miles in the shoulder, "You dork! You think your going to get lucky!" Miles frowned, "It's not about that, I'm just happy to get to hang out with her. So hey, why did you want to hang out her tomorrow night anyways? I mean, wont the school be closed?" "Nah, Truth is Ms. Harris want me and Jesse to come in after school for tutoring. I figured we could give her the slip and sneak out the back then we could head down to the tower farm or something to party." "The tower farm huh, heard that place was the local make out point in town." Miles smiled, but inside he felt a little sick, he'd be there with Sara. "Oh Shit!" Dan smacked himself in the head. "What is it man, run out of condoms for Jesse?" "No you loser, I forgot. I have to take Stephen trick or treating tomorrow night." Dan hit his head against the wall behind him and gave a huff. "Well, maybe its better, we shouldn't be nosing around that abandoned barn anyways." Miles was disappointed but at the same time relieved. "No way man, Were going up there, its gonna happen. It's just that Stephen spent all day yesterday convincing my parents to let him go and they only agreed if I took him, so I'm stuck. Unless……" Miles groaned, "No Dan, just drop it don't try and pull one of your schemes." Dan laughed, "No scheme Miles, just a great idea. I'll take Jess and Stephen to school with us for tutoring. Then you and Sara can come and we'll Tell Ms. Harris that I have to take my little brother out trick or treating. She'll understand, she's such a pushover." Miles laughed but defended his favorite teacher, "She's not a pushover, she just likes to help her students." Dan rolled his eyes, "Yeah whatever Miles. I gotta go, this is my class. See ya later man." Miles waved and continued on to his class.
Kara was sipping coffee when Diane brought out a tray of food from the kitchen. "Here Kara, I made some sandwiches for us." Kara looked up and smiled as she set her coffee down. Kara enjoyed these daily visits with her friend. Diane had been a close friend of the family for years and after Kara's parents had died, Diane sort of took the woman under her wing. They Sat and ate lunch in Diane's living room and gossiped for a while. "Kara, are you going to take my advice and go out tomorrow night with Thom?" Kara tilted her head and smiled, "You know I Diane, I think I will. Thom and I haven't had a date in months. Your sure you don't mind watching Dan and Stephen when they get back from trick or treating?" Diane laughed, "Of course not, we can watch a scar movie and make popcorn or something. It'll be fun." Kara smiled, enjoying the pleasant calmness of her life. She had no idea it was about to be turned upside down.
Dan rode the bus home and said hi to his mother just as she was leaving to go pick Stephen up. John was sitting in the living room on the phone. He smiled at Dan as the boy entered the house. "Thanks Sheriff, call me if you find out anything ok? Bye." John hung up and saw Dan getting a soda from the fridge. "How was school?" Dan shifted uncomfortably, he was home alone with John wasn't he. He still was getting to know this man and didn't really want to get stuck in a conversation with him, "It was fine I guess. How was your day?" John took a breath and forced a smile, "It was tiring." Dan looked at the man and could tell he had no energy left. He was obviously upset about something and Dan thought he knew what, "You know him don't you." It was a statement more than a question and John looked at Dan as the blonde teen sat down on the couch next to him. "Who?" John asked, he knew the answer but didn't want to admit it. Dan grew serious as he answered, "the boogieman." John turned pale and closed his eyes thinking immediately of his mother, "We've met. He um, he's my uncle." Dan's eyes widened, "Woa, that sucks." John laughed dryly, "Yeah, it does. Family reunions are a bitch." Dan smirked at the comment. They sat there in silence for a moment until Dan asked, "He's coming back isn't he?" Dan was trying to be tough but his eyes gave away his fear. "John saw this, it matched his own expression, "I don't know." Dan looked down, the fear in his eyes settling, "But if he does, we'll be ready for him." Dan looked up, "You think so?" John nodded. Dan got up and walked to the stairwell, he looked back to John grimly, "I hope so. Evil doesn't die." Dan turned back and walked up the stairs to his room where he closed the door. John sat there silent.
Thom had been at work picking up some paperwork. After he had taken John back home, he went back to the office. He was on his computer researching the history of Haddonfield and all it's grisly secrets. "1963.….1978, 88, 89, 95, 2002, I know all of this. I must be missing something." Thom remembered what Lindsay had said about California and typed in: Laurie Strode, then he deleted it and typed: Keri Tate. He searched around and read up on the events at Hillcrest Academy in Summer Glenn. "Soul survivors John and Keri Tat, Ronny Piper and Molly Carmichael…..Keri Tate arrested after murdering paramedic under false identity, Myers still missing." Thom continued to read. He typed in the search engine: Thorn cult. "1995, mysterious deaths linked to Myers at Smith's Grove Sanitarium. Hospital temporarily closed down." Thom remembered what had happened after they Loomis' body had been found. Thom and Kara tried telling their tale, about Wynn and Jamie and Michael, but the staff worked with the media to discredit both of them. Thom cracked his knuckles and neck from left to right. His eyes were strained from looking at the computer monitor. He went back to the search engine and typed: Dr. Lindsay Wallace. She was missing piece of the puzzle. Thom needed to know her role in all this. He read aloud, "Laurie Strode murdered by fellow Patient, Harold Clemmens arrested pending investigation led by Dr. Lindsay Wallace of Ridgemont Psychiatric Hospital." Ridgemont, that's were Michael had stayed comatose after the 1978 massacre. Lindsay worked there now, Thom was starting to understand. Lindsay was following in Loomis' footsteps.
It was 9:00. Kara, Stephen, Dan, Thom, and John ate dinner in somewhat of a dismal mood. Dan worried about tomorrow, taking Stephen trick or treating and hanging out with Jesse and the others. John still worried about Molly. Kara worried about leaving her babies tomorrow night and Thom thinking about Lindsay and her connection to Loomis and Ridgemont. Stephen was also worried. He had seen that black clad man again at school today during recess. The man spoke to him, "Come to me Stephen, come join your family." Stephen was confused by this as his family was right here.
Sara sat in her dorm room alone with the lights off and candles flickering. She was looking at a picture of her, Jen and Rudy. They all looked so happy, Jen was making a funny face and Rudy was giving her rabbit ears. They were both dead now. Jen had been decapitated and Rudy had been nailed to a door. Sara had mourned them but wanted to remember the good times right now. Tomorrow was the two year anniversary. She would spend it with Miles and she had made up her mind about telling him that she really did love him. She knew it, that was comforting. She had checked her email earlier, after her last class. It was from Freddie Harris, that money hungry Dangertainment bighead who had led her friends blindly to the slaughter. She didn't blame him though, he just wanted to make entertainment. He sent her his condolences and told her he was hosting an online memorial for the others tomorrow night. He wanted her to watch because he thought it would help her. She had deleted the email in anger but then thought about it. They deserved it, the memorial. It was the least Freddie could do for them.
"Goddammit! How the fuck we gonna get this show going if my sponsers aint gonna get the funding for it! I'm telling ya Macky, I got a great Idea this year!" Freddie walked around in his Dangertainment computer room bitching on the phone. He was trying to get the go ahead to do another live web cam project. "Hell yeah Macky, Check it out boi, We take em to the old Cotton house in the Brits, you know the one were all them murders took place in the eighties? What do you mean it was torn down, Aw mutherfucker. Ok how bout this? Broadcast live from the old Good guys factory where that Charlie Lee Ray went R.I.P. A parking lot!? Well, suck my junk, they made it into a parking lot how bout that." Freddie went back to his list of ideas for scandalous areas to do a live internet reality show. "I aint talkin bout no mutherfuckin Bates Motel shit Macky! I want the real deal this year, last years Woodsboro shite went down the drains. Ooooh, the old Morgan ranch, damn you good Macky, Alright, gimme a holla when you get the papers signed." Freddie hung up the phone and smiled to himself pleased. This year was going to be huge! He went to his monitor screen and checked how the memorial was progressing, "300 hits woohoo!" Freddie clapped as he watched the hits continue to rise. He didn't even notice the man behind him until he heard the clanging of his silver tipped boots echoing on the hardwood floor. "What the fuck yo! Now who da hell are you?" Freddie stood up as the stranger stepped forth from the shadows. It was Terrence Wynn, wearing his long black coat and boots,. He looked up at Freddie from under his black hat and smiled, "Mr. Harris. How's business today?" Freddie grinned and looked back at the monitor as hits went up. "Mr. Wynn I-" "Doctor, Doctor Wynn Freddie." Wynn corrected the man. Freddie lifted an eyebrow, "Of course, Dr. Wynn, to what do I owe this unexpected surprise?" Wynn stepped forward carrying leather bag, "I came to see if you had done as I asked." Freddie nodded, "Yes sir, I made the memorial for the Myers house victims as you asked, very kind thing your doing for that town Dr. Wynn." Wynn smiled, a false smile. The poor schmuck didn't have a clue did he. "Thank you Mr. Harris, we all just want what's best for the residents of Haddonfield." Freddie shifted and asked, "So about your investment in Dangertainment, I must thank you for increasing your donations. Dangertainment couldn't exist if you and you Hospital hadn't paid for me and my employees." Freddie was truly thankful that Wynn had allowed him to create his reality net project. He remembered that Wynn had even sponsored the Myers house live broadcast two years ago. Terrence Wynn laughed, "Well, I guess your work is complete Freddie." Freddy laughed along with Wynn. What was he talking about? Freddie was confused, "What do you mean Doc, Hey I got this awesome new idea about another broadcast we can do this week, we can send the contestants to the old Morgan Ranch and leave them there for seven days after watching-" Freddie stopped talking as Wynn pulled a gun out from his coat pocket, "Woa what the fuck man!?" Wynn glared at the frightened man and soothingly inquired, "Didn't they tell you Mr. Harris?" Wynn pointed the gun at Freddie, who was holding his hands up in surrender. "Dangertainment has been cancelled." With that blunt statement, Wynn shot Freddie in the head. Freddie fell to the ground, blood trickling out from the hole in his forehead. Wynn walked over the body and peered over the blood spattered monitor. He smiled as he watched the hits continue to increase on the Myers Massacre Memorial Page. "You'll come to us Michael, I know you will because their waiting for you." Wynn went over the a nearby table and starting packing mini head cameras, tapes, and security surveillance equipment into his leather bag, then he left the building.
~TBC
*Authors Note: Hey everyone. Hope you liked this chapter. I didn't want to initially include Freddie in this story at all because I hated his character in Halloween: Resurrection but I thought, you know I can kill him! And it plays really well into my story and were it's going. Please keep on reviewing! I only have like 5 or 6 reviews so far and I really would like some more feedback from you guys.
-Lantern_Lizzaed
John drove madly down the freeway, going well over the speed limit. Thom clutched his seat as he silently prayed for the safety of his car. "Where's the Sheriff's station! We need to file a missing person report." John was trying to keep his composure but he was losing it fast. Molly, god what was she doing here in the first place! She came to see him, and now she was gone. Where was she? "John keep your eyes on the road!" Thom shouted. John swerved and narrowly avoided driving into oncoming traffic. As they drove frantically Lindsay was doing her best to stay behind them. She was trying to get her cell phone out of her purse and call Dr. Wynn. She saw Thom's car turning on the off ramp and she grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and exited the freeway with them. Where were they going and why had John looked so upset? Lindsay's mind raced as she followed them, finally seeing them pull into the parking lot of the local police station.
John stormed through the front entrance and quickly walked up to the front desk. An officer was filing some paper work when John interrupted him, "I need to speak with the Sheriff immediately." The officer looked up and saw the serious look on the man's face. "What's this about? The Sheriff's a busy guy." John slammed his fists down on the counter, "I need to see him now it's a matter of life and death!" The officer stood up and crossed his arms, "Your going to have to make an appointment sir." Thom walked over from behind John and asked the officer kindly, "Is there any way he'd see us right now? It is quite important, we need to file a missing persons report." Just then they heard a robust voice ask, "Who's missing Thom?" John and Thom turned around and saw a large man in his mid forties walk out from the back office. "Oh Sheriff, I'm glad we found you. This is John Tate. He's the son of'" "Laurie Strode." The three men turned and looked at the woman who had just spoken. Lindsay was walking towards them when John looked to the Sheriff, "Sir, my fiancé is missing, she flew here from Santa Monica last night and left a message on my cell phone. I was supposed to pick her up but when I got there she was gone." The sheriff scratched his head, "And?" John looked to Thom and then to the woman standing next to them, "And, I think something's happened to her. She never checked into the hotel she said she was going to stay at, and I found her shoe in the airport parking lot."
Thom had been listening to John reason with the sheriff but his attention had mainly been focused on this woman. He recognized her but he wasn't sure from where. Lindsay looked to the sheriff and remembered she hadn't caught his name, "I'm sorry sir I've been rude, I'm Dr. Lindsay Wallace. And you are?" The Sheriff smiled and took her hand, shaking it, "Sheriff Mark Grayson, can I ask what your doing here first of all and second, how you knew who this guy was?" Sheriff Grayson pointed to John who was also looking at her confused. Thom finally recognized her, along with hearing her last name. "Lindsay!" He rushed over to her and gave her a hug which surprised her given his bad timing. She laughed and looked at the Sheriff and John, "John, I new your mother and I've been looking for you actually." Thom smiled gleefully as he looked to the Sheriff and John, "Mark, John, this is an old friend of mine. We go way back, god Linz I haven't seen you in like fifteen years!"
John was growing impatient, no one was making an effort to try and help him find Molly. "Hey! This can wait, I need to find Molly now! Who do I need to talk to, to file a missing persons report?" Sheriff Grayson took the initiative as Thom and Lindsay broke their hug, "That would be me son, now what did you say your fiancé's name was? Molly?" "Molly Carmichael. She's 23, about 5' 3" curly blonde hair." John was trying to maintain his polite demeanor but this was really making him nervous. He knew something was up. It was October 30th and tomorrow was Halloween. Weird shit like this didn't happen this time a year to him as a coincidence. It was Michael, John knew it but still tried to suppress that knowledge. "Ok, come with me Mr. Tate, we'll get you some forms to fill out." Sheriff Grayson looked back to Thom and Lindsay and smiled, "Thom, always a pleasure. Dr. Wallace, nice meeting you. If you'll excuse me." He walked back into the office with John.
Thom and Lindsay walked outside the station and over to Lindsay's car, "Lindsay what are you doing in Haddonfield? I thought you lived in Chicago. You're a Doctor now! That's great, what's your practice?" Lindsay smiled and replied, "Psychology. Criminal psychology to be precise. I moved up to Lowe's Creek a few years back, its close to Ridgemont Sanitarium where I work." Thom caught his breath, "Ridgemont? You work there? What have you been up to these past years Lindsay." Lindsay took a step forward and spoke in a low tone, "Thom, I cant tell you much but, I learned a lot from reading the work of Sam Loomis. You knew him didn't you?" Thom turned pale, "Yes, yes I did, we met briefly before he died. Lindsay what does he have to do with you? Are you working on the Myers case!?" Thom looked at her in shock as she nodded, "Yes I became part of that ongoing investigation back in 1998 when Laurie Strode was arrested. I never got a chance to meet John Tate until now but I had sessions with his mother. After she decapitated that paramedic she slipped into a type of catatonic state. She never spoke, never moved, just sat, just like Myers did when he was at Smith's Grove as a child. Thom, she was a blank slate. I tried for three years to get through to her but it was like I want their, like the whole room was gone, all that was in existence was her and her brother. Thom, Myers work isn't finished, I believe that John Tate is His last living relative and that he's in danger. Have you checked your calendar lately?" Thom looked back at the police station and then turned to Lindsay, "He's staying with me and my wife and kids, he came here from California because of Myers and his mother, if anyone knows he's in danger, its him. Lindsay, we need your help. I have to help John but I also have to protect my family, I don't want them involved in any of this." Lindsay took out her wallet and handed Thom her card, "I understand, here, call me if you need anything. I think we should set up an appointment to talk, bring John too, I need to speak with him as well." Having said that, Lindsay got into her car and pulled out of the parking lot. She waved at Thom then drove off leaving him contemplating the situation he had found himself in.
Miles walked to 4th hour with a huge grin on his face. He had just had a chat session with Sara and they had made plans to go out with Jesse and Dan tomorrow night. He knew this was it, he was going to tell her how he felt. She'd understand, maybe she'd even go out with him. He was eighteen now and even though she was like 22, the age difference wasn't that big. Besides, he's helped save her life. They had a bond. Miles was so excited that he didn't notice Dan as he walked by him. "Hey Miles! What the hell, wait up!" Miles turned and saw his friend catching up with him. "Oh, sorry man, I didn't see you." "Yeah I noticed, your head was up in cloud 9, why are you so happy?" Dan followed Miles up the stairs as they headed for class. "I just talked to Sara, she and I are going to go to the park tomorrow night, then were going to meet up with you and Jesse here." Dan smiled and punched Miles in the shoulder, "You dork! You think your going to get lucky!" Miles frowned, "It's not about that, I'm just happy to get to hang out with her. So hey, why did you want to hang out her tomorrow night anyways? I mean, wont the school be closed?" "Nah, Truth is Ms. Harris want me and Jesse to come in after school for tutoring. I figured we could give her the slip and sneak out the back then we could head down to the tower farm or something to party." "The tower farm huh, heard that place was the local make out point in town." Miles smiled, but inside he felt a little sick, he'd be there with Sara. "Oh Shit!" Dan smacked himself in the head. "What is it man, run out of condoms for Jesse?" "No you loser, I forgot. I have to take Stephen trick or treating tomorrow night." Dan hit his head against the wall behind him and gave a huff. "Well, maybe its better, we shouldn't be nosing around that abandoned barn anyways." Miles was disappointed but at the same time relieved. "No way man, Were going up there, its gonna happen. It's just that Stephen spent all day yesterday convincing my parents to let him go and they only agreed if I took him, so I'm stuck. Unless……" Miles groaned, "No Dan, just drop it don't try and pull one of your schemes." Dan laughed, "No scheme Miles, just a great idea. I'll take Jess and Stephen to school with us for tutoring. Then you and Sara can come and we'll Tell Ms. Harris that I have to take my little brother out trick or treating. She'll understand, she's such a pushover." Miles laughed but defended his favorite teacher, "She's not a pushover, she just likes to help her students." Dan rolled his eyes, "Yeah whatever Miles. I gotta go, this is my class. See ya later man." Miles waved and continued on to his class.
Kara was sipping coffee when Diane brought out a tray of food from the kitchen. "Here Kara, I made some sandwiches for us." Kara looked up and smiled as she set her coffee down. Kara enjoyed these daily visits with her friend. Diane had been a close friend of the family for years and after Kara's parents had died, Diane sort of took the woman under her wing. They Sat and ate lunch in Diane's living room and gossiped for a while. "Kara, are you going to take my advice and go out tomorrow night with Thom?" Kara tilted her head and smiled, "You know I Diane, I think I will. Thom and I haven't had a date in months. Your sure you don't mind watching Dan and Stephen when they get back from trick or treating?" Diane laughed, "Of course not, we can watch a scar movie and make popcorn or something. It'll be fun." Kara smiled, enjoying the pleasant calmness of her life. She had no idea it was about to be turned upside down.
Dan rode the bus home and said hi to his mother just as she was leaving to go pick Stephen up. John was sitting in the living room on the phone. He smiled at Dan as the boy entered the house. "Thanks Sheriff, call me if you find out anything ok? Bye." John hung up and saw Dan getting a soda from the fridge. "How was school?" Dan shifted uncomfortably, he was home alone with John wasn't he. He still was getting to know this man and didn't really want to get stuck in a conversation with him, "It was fine I guess. How was your day?" John took a breath and forced a smile, "It was tiring." Dan looked at the man and could tell he had no energy left. He was obviously upset about something and Dan thought he knew what, "You know him don't you." It was a statement more than a question and John looked at Dan as the blonde teen sat down on the couch next to him. "Who?" John asked, he knew the answer but didn't want to admit it. Dan grew serious as he answered, "the boogieman." John turned pale and closed his eyes thinking immediately of his mother, "We've met. He um, he's my uncle." Dan's eyes widened, "Woa, that sucks." John laughed dryly, "Yeah, it does. Family reunions are a bitch." Dan smirked at the comment. They sat there in silence for a moment until Dan asked, "He's coming back isn't he?" Dan was trying to be tough but his eyes gave away his fear. "John saw this, it matched his own expression, "I don't know." Dan looked down, the fear in his eyes settling, "But if he does, we'll be ready for him." Dan looked up, "You think so?" John nodded. Dan got up and walked to the stairwell, he looked back to John grimly, "I hope so. Evil doesn't die." Dan turned back and walked up the stairs to his room where he closed the door. John sat there silent.
Thom had been at work picking up some paperwork. After he had taken John back home, he went back to the office. He was on his computer researching the history of Haddonfield and all it's grisly secrets. "1963.….1978, 88, 89, 95, 2002, I know all of this. I must be missing something." Thom remembered what Lindsay had said about California and typed in: Laurie Strode, then he deleted it and typed: Keri Tate. He searched around and read up on the events at Hillcrest Academy in Summer Glenn. "Soul survivors John and Keri Tat, Ronny Piper and Molly Carmichael…..Keri Tate arrested after murdering paramedic under false identity, Myers still missing." Thom continued to read. He typed in the search engine: Thorn cult. "1995, mysterious deaths linked to Myers at Smith's Grove Sanitarium. Hospital temporarily closed down." Thom remembered what had happened after they Loomis' body had been found. Thom and Kara tried telling their tale, about Wynn and Jamie and Michael, but the staff worked with the media to discredit both of them. Thom cracked his knuckles and neck from left to right. His eyes were strained from looking at the computer monitor. He went back to the search engine and typed: Dr. Lindsay Wallace. She was missing piece of the puzzle. Thom needed to know her role in all this. He read aloud, "Laurie Strode murdered by fellow Patient, Harold Clemmens arrested pending investigation led by Dr. Lindsay Wallace of Ridgemont Psychiatric Hospital." Ridgemont, that's were Michael had stayed comatose after the 1978 massacre. Lindsay worked there now, Thom was starting to understand. Lindsay was following in Loomis' footsteps.
It was 9:00. Kara, Stephen, Dan, Thom, and John ate dinner in somewhat of a dismal mood. Dan worried about tomorrow, taking Stephen trick or treating and hanging out with Jesse and the others. John still worried about Molly. Kara worried about leaving her babies tomorrow night and Thom thinking about Lindsay and her connection to Loomis and Ridgemont. Stephen was also worried. He had seen that black clad man again at school today during recess. The man spoke to him, "Come to me Stephen, come join your family." Stephen was confused by this as his family was right here.
Sara sat in her dorm room alone with the lights off and candles flickering. She was looking at a picture of her, Jen and Rudy. They all looked so happy, Jen was making a funny face and Rudy was giving her rabbit ears. They were both dead now. Jen had been decapitated and Rudy had been nailed to a door. Sara had mourned them but wanted to remember the good times right now. Tomorrow was the two year anniversary. She would spend it with Miles and she had made up her mind about telling him that she really did love him. She knew it, that was comforting. She had checked her email earlier, after her last class. It was from Freddie Harris, that money hungry Dangertainment bighead who had led her friends blindly to the slaughter. She didn't blame him though, he just wanted to make entertainment. He sent her his condolences and told her he was hosting an online memorial for the others tomorrow night. He wanted her to watch because he thought it would help her. She had deleted the email in anger but then thought about it. They deserved it, the memorial. It was the least Freddie could do for them.
"Goddammit! How the fuck we gonna get this show going if my sponsers aint gonna get the funding for it! I'm telling ya Macky, I got a great Idea this year!" Freddie walked around in his Dangertainment computer room bitching on the phone. He was trying to get the go ahead to do another live web cam project. "Hell yeah Macky, Check it out boi, We take em to the old Cotton house in the Brits, you know the one were all them murders took place in the eighties? What do you mean it was torn down, Aw mutherfucker. Ok how bout this? Broadcast live from the old Good guys factory where that Charlie Lee Ray went R.I.P. A parking lot!? Well, suck my junk, they made it into a parking lot how bout that." Freddie went back to his list of ideas for scandalous areas to do a live internet reality show. "I aint talkin bout no mutherfuckin Bates Motel shit Macky! I want the real deal this year, last years Woodsboro shite went down the drains. Ooooh, the old Morgan ranch, damn you good Macky, Alright, gimme a holla when you get the papers signed." Freddie hung up the phone and smiled to himself pleased. This year was going to be huge! He went to his monitor screen and checked how the memorial was progressing, "300 hits woohoo!" Freddie clapped as he watched the hits continue to rise. He didn't even notice the man behind him until he heard the clanging of his silver tipped boots echoing on the hardwood floor. "What the fuck yo! Now who da hell are you?" Freddie stood up as the stranger stepped forth from the shadows. It was Terrence Wynn, wearing his long black coat and boots,. He looked up at Freddie from under his black hat and smiled, "Mr. Harris. How's business today?" Freddie grinned and looked back at the monitor as hits went up. "Mr. Wynn I-" "Doctor, Doctor Wynn Freddie." Wynn corrected the man. Freddie lifted an eyebrow, "Of course, Dr. Wynn, to what do I owe this unexpected surprise?" Wynn stepped forward carrying leather bag, "I came to see if you had done as I asked." Freddie nodded, "Yes sir, I made the memorial for the Myers house victims as you asked, very kind thing your doing for that town Dr. Wynn." Wynn smiled, a false smile. The poor schmuck didn't have a clue did he. "Thank you Mr. Harris, we all just want what's best for the residents of Haddonfield." Freddie shifted and asked, "So about your investment in Dangertainment, I must thank you for increasing your donations. Dangertainment couldn't exist if you and you Hospital hadn't paid for me and my employees." Freddie was truly thankful that Wynn had allowed him to create his reality net project. He remembered that Wynn had even sponsored the Myers house live broadcast two years ago. Terrence Wynn laughed, "Well, I guess your work is complete Freddie." Freddy laughed along with Wynn. What was he talking about? Freddie was confused, "What do you mean Doc, Hey I got this awesome new idea about another broadcast we can do this week, we can send the contestants to the old Morgan Ranch and leave them there for seven days after watching-" Freddie stopped talking as Wynn pulled a gun out from his coat pocket, "Woa what the fuck man!?" Wynn glared at the frightened man and soothingly inquired, "Didn't they tell you Mr. Harris?" Wynn pointed the gun at Freddie, who was holding his hands up in surrender. "Dangertainment has been cancelled." With that blunt statement, Wynn shot Freddie in the head. Freddie fell to the ground, blood trickling out from the hole in his forehead. Wynn walked over the body and peered over the blood spattered monitor. He smiled as he watched the hits continue to increase on the Myers Massacre Memorial Page. "You'll come to us Michael, I know you will because their waiting for you." Wynn went over the a nearby table and starting packing mini head cameras, tapes, and security surveillance equipment into his leather bag, then he left the building.
~TBC
*Authors Note: Hey everyone. Hope you liked this chapter. I didn't want to initially include Freddie in this story at all because I hated his character in Halloween: Resurrection but I thought, you know I can kill him! And it plays really well into my story and were it's going. Please keep on reviewing! I only have like 5 or 6 reviews so far and I really would like some more feedback from you guys.
-Lantern_Lizzaed