Chapter 2
John smoked while driving. He had recently started smoking. He had reached where he was driving to. Dr. Loomis had a relative that John wanted to talk to. He walked up the driveway and into the front steps. He got to the doorway and knocked on the door. He wanted nervously, and wondered if what he was doing was sane.
A thousand questions went through his brain. He wondered if she would help him, or if she even knew anything about Micheal Myers at all. He heard someone moving towards the door. A minute later the door opened. "Hi, are you Sarah Loomis?" "Yes, who are you?" "I'm John, Laurie Myer's son, I want to talk to you about Micheal Myers."
Sarah stepped aside and let John in. "I really don't know how I can help you, I'm not-," "I know you're not him," John interupted. "I just want to see if there's anyway you can help me." Sarah went to another room for a minute and then returned with a file. "This is Micheal Myers's file that my uncle kept. I haven't looked through it so I don't know how I can help you."
"Is there anything he's ever told you about Micheal Myers?" He looked direrectly into her eyes. "He said Micheal Myers had the devil's eyes. Black, evil." "That's all? That can't be all, he's helped my mother and other people so many times that can't be it." "I'm sorry but that's all." He thought she seemed to be hiding something.
He started to leave with his file. "John, wait, I'm going to help you," she grabbed his arm. "He killed my uncle, I hate him." "No, you might just get hurt." She begged and pleaded and wouldn't take no for an answer. "Alright, just be at Micheal's house, tommorrow."