INT. BRADY RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
Casey and the kids sit on the couch, watching Friday the 13th Part VII. All the lights are turned off. Casey seems pretty bored with the film. Tommy and Lindsay both seem to be frightened by the events being portrayed on the screen.
While the movie plays out, Casey is lost in her thoughts. Brandi had seemed really upset on the phone. Maybe she should have went over there to check on her. She knew that Caleb was a worthless asshole, but she didn't think he would do something so shitty to Brandi. Brandi had said she was going home. Casey really hoped that her friend hadn't been drinking or anything else.
If something happened to Brandi while she was driving home, Casey would never be able to forgive herself. After all, she could have stopped her.
Not being able to erase the image of Brandi lying dead on the side of the road makes Casey decide to try calling her friend again. Of course, the call goes to voicemail after a few rings. Casey sighs, returning her attention to the film. Worrying about it will only make it worse.
After a particularly frightening scene, Casey decides that maybe watching a scary movie isn't the best idea, so she turns it off.
TOMMY
Hey! Why did you turn it off!?
CASEY
Sorry kiddo, but I would hate for you to have nightmares tonight.
LINDSAY
Casey, we won't have nightmares! We're big kids.
Lindsay and Tommy both begin to pout, crossing their arms. This causes Casey to laugh. After a moment of pouting, Tommy seems to think of something.
TOMMY
Hey Casey, is Jason kind of like that Michael Myers guy who killed all those people a long time ago?
Casey gasps, taken aback by the question. She was shocked that he knew about Myers', but then again, everyone in this town knew the stories.
LINDSAY
Tommy! You know we aren't supposed to bring Michael Myers up in front of Casey!
TOMMY
Casey, my mom said that your family is related to him. Are you really?
Casey sighs, nodding in response.
CASEY
But don't worry. Michael is gone, and he's never coming back.
TOMMY
Are you sure?
CASEY
I promise.
Tommy seems pleased with Casey's response. He gets off of the couch and begins to play with his leggos for a few minutes. Lindsay and Casey go into the kitchen to get a snack.
While the two girls are gone, Tommy crosses the living room, looking out the window. It's pretty dark out there, except for the streetlights. There doesn't seem to be very many trick or treaters out now.
The boy begins looking up and down the street at all the houses. At a house on the other side of the street and a few down, Tommy notices a tall figure walking across the front yard. At first all he can see is the shadow of the person, until they step into the light of a streetlight. Tommy gasps, seeing a man dressed in a mechanics costume, wearing a ghost white mask. He looks like what everyone says Michael Myers looked like.
For a moment, it almost seems that the figure is looking right at Tommy. Tommy lets out a scream, clearly terrified.
Almost immediately, Casey and Lindsay come flying into the room, both looking panicked.
CASEY
What's wrong?
Tommy, crying, runs over to Casey, who kneels, hugging him in her arms.
TOMMY
There's a scary man who looks like Michael Myers in that yard down the street!
Casey's heart skips a beat. She knows she has to stay calm because if she isn't calm, then there's no way the kids will be, either.
CASEY
Show me.
Tommy takes Casey and Lindsay over to the window, pointing at the house where Michael had been standing only moments ago. He was nowhere to be seen now, however.
Casey's heart skips a beat. The house Tommy was pointing out was Caleb's. She didn't see anyone out there, though. Even if someone had been there, it was probably just Caleb or Logan, dressed as him. She knew they were both assholes like that. But, the kids had just watched a horror movie, and then talked about Michael. Tommy had to have imagined the whole thing.
Casey calms the kids down, sending them upstairs to get ready for bed. In the back of her mind, she was still a little worried. She looks back out the window, her stare lingering on the house her friends were partying in for a few moments.
[CUT TO]
INT. RAYNE RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
Kat and Breanna are both dancing to the music. Logan and Caleb sit on the couch, watching them. Logan takes a sip from his beer, glancing over at Caleb.
LOGAN (slurred)
Don't feel bad about Brandi, man. You can't help who you fall in love with, you know?
CALEB
Yeahhhh mannn, I know that. You wanna know something?
LOGAN
Surrrrreeeee.
CALEB
Kat is reallllllyyyyyy hoooooooottttttttttt!
The two boys both begin laughing hysterically. Breanna makes her way over to the couch, grabbing Logan's hands, tugging him up from the couch.
BREANNA
Let's go have some fun!
LOGAN
Haha, okay!
The couple disappears down the hall and into the first bedroom they come to. The door slams shut behind them. Kat and Caleb share a look.
CALEB
Geeeee, I wonder what they could be doing?!
Kat makes her way over to the couch, sitting down on Caleb's lap. She leans in really close to him.
KAT (whisper)
I want you to fuck me.
Kat puts her arms around Caleb's neck. She leans in close and kisses him passionately. Caleb wraps his arms around Kat's waist, climbing to his feet. Kat locks her legs around his waist. The two disappear down the hallway and into a bedroom.
[CAMERA PANS UP]
[CUT TO]
INT. RAYNE RESIDENCE- BEDROOM
"Closer" by Nine Inch Nails is blasting from a radio sitting on the nightstand. (It plays for both of these scenes that are unfolding.)
Logan lays on a large bed, in nothing but boxers. Breanna comes creeping out of the bathroom seductively. She's only in her bra and panties. She also has on a police officer's hat. She has handcuffs in her hands.
[ANGLE ON BREANNA'S BACK, LOGAN CAN BE SEEN LAYING ON THE BED]
Breanna takes off the bra, dropping it to the floor. Logan doesn't take his eyes off of her as she makes her way towards the bed.
Breanna climbs on top of Logan, who places his face in her chest. She runs her hands through his hair. After a moment, she shoves him backwards into the pillows. She grabs one of his arms and places it against the headboard, cuffing him to it. After doing so, she repeats the process with the other arm as well.
The girl leans down, kissing Logan softly on the lips. She moves down to his waist, removing his boxers. Logan gasps in pleasure as she goes down on him.
[CUT TO]
INT. CALEB'S ROOM
Caleb presses Kat against the wall, the couple making out heavy. After a few moments of making out, Caleb begins to kiss his way down Kat's neck. As he does, Kat begins to moan.
KAT
Come on, take me already…
CALEB
As you wish, madam….
Kat giggles hysterically as Caleb throws her onto the bed. The boy climbs on top of the girl. He helps her take off her clothes, then she helps him unbutton his pants and remove his clothes.
[CAMERA PANS UP TO CEILING]
All that can be heard is the sounds of Kat moaning with pleasure.
*END SONG*
[CUT TO]
INT. RAYNE RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
The empty room is a complete mess. Beer cans litter the floor and table. The bong sits on the table, along with a baggie full of weed. The only light that enters the room comes from the large window next to the front door. And that light is partially snuffed out due to the long yellow curtains that hang over the window.
The music coming from the bedroom can be heard muffled. Moaning and the squeaking of beds can also be heard.
Suddenly, from the window, a large shadowy figure can be seen passing by slowly. Next, the front door slowly opens, squealing on the hinges ominously. As the door swings all the way open, the towering figure of Michael Myers is revealed.
[Soundtrack thuds]
Michael, taking a step at a time, slowly enters the living room, looking around at all of the damage from the party. He shuts the door behind him, disappearing into the darkness of the house. For a moment you can still hear the heavy breathing from underneath the mask, but then that vanishes as well.
[CUT TO]
INT. BRADY RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
Casey comes back downstairs and plops down on the couch, sighing heavily in relief. The kids were in bed. The rest of the night should be smooth sailing. Or at least, she wanted to believe that. But she was still worried about her friends. What Tommy claimed to have saw earlier was still haunting her memory.
She herself even thought she had seen Michael earlier. And Kat had said at lunch that some kids had been murdered last night. What if he had escaped the sanitarium? Maybe she should try calling again to check on them.
Casey pulls her phone from her pocket, dialing Brandi. The phone goes straight to voicemail. A worried look settles over Casey's face. She pulls herself up from the couch, crossing the room quickly. She draws back the curtains to look out at Caleb's house. She catches a glimpse of the front door closing. There doesn't seem to be any light seeping through the window next to the front door. The girl notices that there's a light on in one of the other rooms however.
She sighs, looking down at her phone. Casey dials a number. The ring tone can be heard.
CASEY
Please… pick up…
[CUT TO]
INT. RAYNE RESIDENCE- BEDROOM.
[ANGLE ON THE NIGHTSTAND]
The shadows of Logan and Breanna can be seen on the white plaster walls. She's on top of him. Her back is arched, her face tilted up towards the ceiling. Passionate moans resound through the room.
On the nightstand, Breanna's phone lights up with a phone call from Casey. Neither of them seem to notice the phone call, but if they do, they ignore it.
[CUT TO]
INT. BRADY RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
Casey lets out a sigh of frustration as Breanna's voicemail informs her that she isn't able to answer the phone presently. After listening to the sound of her friend's voice for a moment, she hangs up and tosses the phone on the couch.
She could always try calling Kat, but she was kind of pissed at her right now. She didn't have Caleb's number and wouldn't have called him even if she did. Logan never answered his phone, so she knew it would be a waste of time to call him. Brandi and Breanna almost always picked up.
At this point, her heart is racing. What if they were all dead? Casey quickly gets the thought out of her mind. They had to be playing a joke on her. They had to be.
The girl looks over at the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. The hands reveal the time to be just past ten. Casey decides that if she doesn't hear from them by ten-thirty, she'll go over really quick and check on them.
She sits down on the couch, arms folded.
[CUT TO]
INT. RAYNE RESIDENCE- CALEB'S ROOM
Caleb rolls off of Kat. A black blanket cover both of them up to the shoulders. Both the boy and girl are sweaty. Caleb looks rather pleased with himself. Kat seems…disappointed.
CALEB
That…was….amazing….
KAT
Yeah, while it lasted. I guess.
Caleb doesn't seem to even notice what Kat said.
CALEB
Brandi was never that great. She always wanted to talk about feelings and shit afterwards. You aren't that way, are you?
Kat rolls her eyes before answering.
KAT
Nope, sure don't.
CALEB
Good.
Kat rolls out of bed, quickly putting her clothes back on. She makes it across the bedroom in only a few quick strides.
CALEB
Where you goin?
Kat turns around in the doorway. She looks annoyed and seductive all at the same time.
KAT
To get something to eat in the kitchen.
CALEB
Oh, okay, I'll join you.
Caleb tries to climb out of the bed, but falls into the floor, taking out a bunch of cans on the nightstand with him. Kat rolls her eyes at the drunken teen, disappearing out the door.
INT. KITCHEN
Kat stumbles around in the darkness of the room until she finds the light switch. As the room is flooded with light, Kat squints until her eyes adjust.
The kitchen is pretty big. A giant refrigerator sits in the left corner of the room. Next to the fridge runs some counter space to a sink and dishwasher. Above the sink is a large window. In the right corner of the room sits the stove. In the center of the room is an island. Currently, the counter top of the island is filled with unopened bags of chips, dip, and several two liters.
The girl makes her way over to the counter, opening a bag of chips. She eats a couple, making very audible crunching sounds in the process. After eating a handful, she moves on through the kitchen, making her way over to the fridge.
[CUT TO CAMERA INSIDE THE FRIDGE AS KAT OPENS THE DOOR]
Kat bends down in the open doorway of the fridge, browsing the contents. Nothing in it seems to impress her.
KAT
Ugh, you're fucking kidding me. Nothing good to eat?
[ANGLE FROM THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE FRIDGE AS KAT SHUTS THE DOOR]
Kat stands up straight, looking in the direction of the island counter. She doesn't notice Michael Myers standing behind the fridge, in the darkest corner of the room.
She makes her way back over to the island, reopening the bag of chips. Michael stalks up behind her. Slowly, he reaches a hand out towards the back of her head. The girl still doesn't notice her impending doom. She takes a handful of chips and begins to chew on them.
As she swallows the chips, Michael grabs a fistful of Kats' hair, yanking her head back in his direction. Kat gasps in pain. She has no idea who is attacking her, all she can see is the ceiling. She tries to yank free, to no avail.
KAT
What the fuck!? Let go!
Michael raises his butcher knife up, stabbing Kat in the back of the neck. Kat screams as the knife goes further into the back of her neck. Blood runs down her back. Michael pushes the blade further and further in until it rips out the front of Kat's neck.
KAT
Geh-heck!
Blood pours down the front of her costume from both the knife protruding from the front of her throat and from all the blood pouring out of her mouth. Her body goes limp as Michael pulls the blade out. He lets go of her hair and watches as she falls forward.
Kat's head hits the side of the counter hard as she falls to the floor. A large gash can be seen from where her head collided with the counter. Blood seeps out from this wound as well as the throat wound.
Michael stares down at the body of his newest victim. The killer snaps to attention when he hears someone shuffling around in the living room. Slowly, he disappears from view by backing into the corner of the room.
INT. LIVING ROOM
Caleb stumbles into the living room. He has replaced his pants, but not his shirt. His blonde hair sticks up in places. The boy looks around the room at all of the mess. Earlier, he had left his phone lying in here somewhere. He needed to check his messages. See if Brandi had said anything bad about him on Facebook or Twitter.
Instead of turning on a light like a normal person, Caleb decides to stumble around in the darkness, trying to find his phone. After several minutes of trampling around, he manages to find his phone.
Caleb reads his messages, then gets on his various social media accounts. As he skims through them, he begins to stumble across the room towards the kitchen. He's not paying any attention to where he's going.
To his shock, Brandi hasn't been active on social media. He smirks, almost feeling triumphant. Suddenly, he runs into a towering figure which causes him to drop his phone. He looks up to see the terrifying Michael Myers, blocking his way to the kitchen.
Before Caleb can say or do anything, Michael slashes the knife at him. Caleb jumps back, trying to avoid the slash of the blade, to no avail.
A sharp pain radiates on his cheek. He cries out in pain, placing a hand to his cheek. The hand comes away bloody. Michael's knife carved a huge gash across his cheek. Blood runs down Caleb's face.
CALEB
What the hell, man!?
Caleb backs away from the figure slowly. He holds his hands up in front of him, as if he's trying to shield himself. Michael follows him, jabbing the knife towards the boy.
CALEB
Argh!
The butcher knife cuts through his left hand. Blood splatters out onto his face and chest. Michael jerks the knife out and Caleb falls to the floor. He clutches his wounded hand to his chest, still trying to crawl away from the menace.
Caleb crawls over to the couch, using it as a support to climb to his feet. While he's busy trying to get out, Michael slashes the knife across Caleb's back, opening up a fresh gash on his shoulder blade.
The boy cries out in pain and almost falls back to the floor, but manages to hold on to the side of the couch. Michael sinks the blade into Caleb's lower back, causing him to cry out again. This time, Caleb falls to the floor.
He rolls over onto his wounded back, looking up in pure terror at his assailant. Michael towers over him, lifting the knife up in preparation for a death blow. Caleb's eyes fill with tears.
CALEB
You don't have to do this man! You don't have to-
Michael plunges the knife into Caleb's stomach. Caleb's eyes grow large as he coughs up blood. His uninjured hand clutches his stomach where the knife sticks in it. Michael yanks the knife out, causing Caleb to shudder violently. Blood spills out from the wound and out onto the carpet. Caleb tilts his head sideways, looking off into the darkness of the room. He was losing consciousness quickly. Was this really the end?
CALEB
Y-you… mother…fucker….
As his voice fades out, his body grows still.