Chapter 2: Michael's Room
Nick and Courtney stood frozen, listening to see if the noise from within Michael's room would continue. There was nothing but silence for a while, but then they finally heard some movement coming from within the room.
"Nick, let's get the eff out of here," Courtney said, fear in her voice.
"Now, hold on a minute. I think that we should investigate," Nick said.
"Are you crazy? What if Michael Myers is in there?" Courtney asked.
"Then I guess we'll die," Nick joked.
"Very funny," Courtney said, rolling her eyes.
"Come on. It's probably just a raccoon or something," Nick said.
"Okay. I guess we can go see what's in the room, but if I get horribly killed I'm gonna come back as a ghost and haunt you," Courtney said.
"Are you scared?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to wet my pants," Courntney said.
"Well, I think I'm going to shit my pants," Nick said.
"Don't do it. Your mom will have a time getting the stains to come out," Courtney said.
"My balls are sweating like a porn star in church," Nick said.
"So are mine," Courtney said, getting a confused look from Nick.
"Let's stop talking where we can go in Michael's room and see what's in there," Nick said, as the noise in Michael's room continued.
"I think we both know what's in there," Courtney said.
Nick took a step forward, Courtney close behind him. When he reached Michael's room, he turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open. He was shining his flashlight in front of him. Both he and Courtney were shaking and breathing heavily.
All of a sudden, the flashlight died.
"Shit. I can't see anything," Nick said.
Nick started shaking the flashlight, trying to get it to work again. After a few tries, the flashlight finally came to life. And Nick and Courtney saw what was in Michael's room. They saw what it was that had been making the noise.
"What the fuck?" Nick said, surprised by what he saw.