At the Myers house, inactivity had been the word of the day. John had spent the day in a state of paranoia, unable to do anything but watch Michael, looking for any sign that he was about to go crazy psycho killer. John wasn't normally a high-strung sort of guy. However, this was that sort of situation. Needless to say, when Jamie and Tommy entered, he'd nearly climbed up the wall.

"Are you two ready?" she asked. John nodded. Michael just looked at her, but she nodded at him in return. "What's he doing here?" John asked, referring to Tommy. "He's coming with us," she answered. The four made their way to the vehicle. This time, John ended up in the backseat with Michael. "Great," he muttered. "First stabbed." Jamie knew where the Thorn now had Danny and his family residing. Pulling up to the small home, she and the men walked to the door and knocked.

Michael seemed ill at ease, and Jamie had to admit, something wasn't sitting well with her either. Danny lived here with his mother and sister. When Danny opened the door, now a teenager, she knew exactly what the feeling was. The voices...

Michael reared back, stumbling down the steps. Danny looked shocked and slightly scared. Michael was covering his face with his hands, emitting noises of distress. They were like soft screams of terror. Danny was obviously stressed, and it appeared as though it was a common. Jamie knew she had to act quickly, or Michael would lose it. The Thorn had put Danny here for a reason. They were bombarding the young man with their dark magic, waiting until he gave in.

"Damn it! Grab him, and put him in the car!" Tommy and John, concerned by the change in Michael and Jamie, did as she ordered. Danny struggled, but the young man wasn't a match for the pair of them. Danny was shoved into the backseat between them, Jamie and Michael in the front. Jamie immediately started chanting something that Tommy couldn't understand. Slowly, Michael calmed down, and rocked himself in the seat.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Danny yelled. Jamie turned to him and made introductions. He wasn't to thrilled to hear that the unstable man in front of him was the Halloween killer. Jamie, though, he vaguely remembered from childhood. That surprised him. He had trouble remembering things. His doctors said it had to do with the schizophrenia. He'd been in therapy since he was little, doctors trying to figure out why he had such horrible nightmares, why he heard voices. They were worse at home. It didn't matter what home. His mother had moved their family when he was little after Michael Myers tore through town again we he was a child. When she found out they were living in the killer's childhood home, she thought that this was the cause of Danny's problems. She'd been wrong.

So this situation made it hard for Danny to think. A part of him was afraid he'd finally snapped and was hallucinating the whole thing. However, Jamie turned to him and said, "What the hell was going on in that house?" Danny was angry. "What do you mean, what's going on there? You're the ones who fucking kidnapped me!" he yelled at her. The girl frowned and said, "Something wasn't right there. Michael started hearing voices." Danny froze. "What do you mean, heard voices?" he asked. "He used to hear them when he was little. Before he ever killed anyone. How did you end up living there?" she asked. Danny told her that he was part of a lifelong psychological research project, and they lived in the home rent-free so that the doctors could keep him nearby for observation. That was all Jamie needed to hear to confirm her suspicions. It was Thorn, she now had no doubt. She told Danny where they were going, and that he needed to know a few things. Then she sighed. "I am seriously getting so tired of repeating this story again and again."

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Danny was the key. She knew this. The "clinic" where he was observed would be where they would find the members of Thorn. Jamie allowed herself to become hopeful. Danny didn't seem too surprised by the situation. He told her that the worse case scenario would be that he was finally batshit crazy and was imagining it all. So, he might as well go with it, right? After all, it was either that, or this was real and he might be free of his living hell. He'd resigned himself to being in. John actually liked the kid, his whole perspective was pretty hilarious.

In a corner of her mind, Jamie was allowing herself to believe that she might break the curse, and be able to live happily ever after with her son, and maybe even Tommy. However, the cynical, no, reasonable part of her mind was telling her that the likelihood was small. As if he knew what she was feeling, Tommy reached over and rubbed her shoulders. Jamie allowed herself to relax a little. The group was back in the Myers house, regrouping and getting ready. They were going in tonight, no matter what. At this point, it wasn't a matter of beating the clock of Michael's stability. She wanted to find out her fate. She knew that she couldn't go another day as she had. Stephen and Tommy changed that. It was life or death now, no more of this half-life.

The Myers family as well as Danny and Tommy arrived at the clinic. Simply called "Haddonfield Psychiatric Hospital," the facility housed much more. Danny knew his way around the place like the back of his hand. He'd pretty much been seen at every department during his short life. Jamie was only hoping to find information on Thorn's headquarters here. They broke in through the back doors, which led to the cafeteria. The place was silent.

They had agreed that they'd stick together, regardless of what happened. This made finding what they were looking for harder than it could have been. Finally, Jamie said to Danny, "There has to be somewhere where something seemed odd, or somewhere you haven't been." Danny shook his head, then suddenly, it hit him. "The basement!" Jamie nodded, and they headed for the stairs. There was a thick padlock on the doors to the basement. John groaned. "Great. All of this for nothing." Jamie raised an eyebrow and looked at Michael. She pointed to the lock. Michael nodded, then yanked the lock and chain off with his bare hands. John cried out, "Jesus!" and Tommy and Danny jumped back. That was unexpected. Jamie pulled open the doors, and they headed inside.

There wasn't any light switches that they could see, so they were making their way blindly. It was Tommy who noticed a door with a light shining underneath. He whispered it to the others, and they approached the door. Opening it quietly, they saw a man sleeping at a desk. The room was like a library, filled with odd books and what looked like religious artifacts. The man apparently fell asleep at his desk. Moving around him silently, Jamie froze. There sat the man she hated beyond all others. The man who had kidnapped her to use in one of Thorn's sick ceremonies. The man who had raped her on a ceremonial altar. The man who had shot her, but didn't know he had failed to kill her.

Dr. Wynn.