The police showed up to the cabin, and searched all through it, every room, every closet, under every bed, and no Michael. They searched the woods as well, which, weren't very big. It was a bright, sunny day outside, so it would be pretty easy to spot a really tall man in a bright white Halloween mask. The Carruthers' all sighed in relief when it was revealed there was nobody else out there but them. Richard called the Clinic to tell both Dr. Loomis and Jamie the good news. They were all safe and sound. Jamie was happy to hear that her family was safe, but she was still scared, for she knew he was out there somewhere. Michael was very good at not being seen when he didn't want to be. Dr. Loomis believed Jamie, and he decided to have a talk with her. Sure, he had therapy sessions with her once a week, but today he really needed to talk to her. He figured he'd better tell her everything. Jamie was laying on her bed, clutching her stuffed animal. Dr. Loomis was sitting in the chair next to the bed.

"Are you all right, Jamie?"

Jamie nodded her head, yes.

"I believe you that you saw a vision of your uncle in the woods. Ever since he was a child, I knew that there was something not right about him. Something that drove him mad. I have been trying to figure that out for years, and I still don't know."

Dr. Loomis sighed, and paused. This was going to be a difficult story to tell, but he figured she had the right to know.

"I am going to tell you everything, Jamie. After all you've been through, you deserve to know the truth."

Jamie turned her head to look at Dr. Loomis, for she really wanted to know. She knew the whole story was going to be both sad and scary, but she needed to know.

"When Michael was six-years-old, he stabbed his older sister, Judith, on Halloween. He was locked up, and I was his psychiatrist. I never wanted to turn him loose. He never talked, he never cried, or did anything except stare at the wall. Never out the window. Only at the wall. When he was twenty-one, he escaped. That's when he went after your mother. It turns out that your mother was his baby sister. She ended up being adopted by the Strode family after their parents were killed in a car accident. Anyway, he killed your mother's friends, and then tried to kill her but I managed to save her twice that night.

I shot him six times, but that didn't kill him. He just got up and walked away. Then I sat him on fire. Which as you can tell by my face and hands, I was almost killed, but survived. Michael was in a coma for ten years until last Halloween when he woke up. I-I don't know what it is about him wanting to kill family members. I really don't. I only know that he's pure evil, and I don't know how to kill him. I think I can, somehow, but I haven't figured it out, yet."

Jamie wiped at her eyes for she started to cry. She cried for all of the lives that had been ruined by her uncle, and cried over the fact that she was scared that she was going to become a monster just like him, for she did attack her stepmother.

Dr. Loomis gave her a reassuring smile.

"I know what you're thinking, and you are nothing like him. I promise."

Jamie gave a small smile.

"I am going to find a way to stop him, Jamie. I won't let him get you or your family. You just have to trust me, okay?"

Jamie nodded her head.

"Good. Get some rest. I'll come by and check on you later. Billy should be here about eight to take you to the costume contest."

That was right! Jamie had completely forgotten about that. Tina had brought her that beautiful, pink princess costume. Billy would be going as a pirate. Dr. Loomis's little talk, the costume pageant later, and the fact that her family was safe still, made her feel a lot better.