Author's notes: Well, I've finally got some time to myself. Time to get to work on the story.
When Helen put the mask on, a surge of evil energy ran through her body, and she fell to the floor unconscious. When she came to, the mask had fused to her face, and something was terribly wrong. There was another presence inside of her head, controlling her body. She was a prisoner in her own mind. (What… What's happening to me!) She screamed inside her head. (What's going on?)
(Ah, it would seem you're awake my dear. My name is George Maxwell, and I am your great-grandfather.) Said the presence, (I've been dead for years now, trapped inside that mask, but you've freed me. My idiot son in law, your grandfather, kept the mask so no one could unseal me. But you, my dear, you have freed me.)
(And what do you want with me?) Said Helen, unable to do anything. (What's going to happen to me now that I've freed you?)
George looked down at his new form, and he smiled. (Well, since you have such a nice body, I think I'll keep it.) Then he said out loud, in Helen's voice, "Soon, this town will learn to fear 'Butcher' Maxwell. Tonight, there will be blood!"
Author's notes: Well, that's all for now. I know it's short, but I'll have more soon. Oh, and starting with the next chapter, I'll use the names Helen and George interchangeably because George has taken over Helen's body.