Chapter Four
Breakfast/Info on Loomis/The Journey Begins
David woke up to a rather delicious smell. As he sat up, he noticed he had nothing but his underwear on, but there was a maroon robe right next to him. He reached out and then put it on. He followed the smell to the kitchen. When he reached the kitchen, he could not help but watch. Aliya stood at the stove in a pair of grey sweatpants that seemed to outline her ass and legs really well and a black tank top that was rather tight. Now that he got a better look at her, she was very attractive.
Her attention was focused on the frying pan. Eggs and bacon were sizzling away in it. Right next to it porridge was cooking in a saucepan. The toast had just popped up in the toaster. She turned to the toaster, noticed David and smiled.
"Good morning," she said.
"Morning," David replied.
"I guess its good I started breakfast up," said Aliya, "You hungry?"
David nodded.
"Have a seat," she said, "It's almost done."
David nodded and sat down. A few minutes later, Aliya started serving the food. Then she sat down too and they started eating. David had to admit, she was an awesome cook.
"Aliya," said David while eating.
"Yes?" she said.
"You know how you mentioned quite a bit about Loomis?" asked David.
"Yes," said Aliya.
"What do you know of him?" he asked.
Aliya got up, walked out of the kitchen, a few seconds later, she had a file in her hands. She handed it to him.
"That's all I know," she said.
David opened it and started reading.
"Name: Samuel Loomis, Known aliases: Doctor Loomis, " David read out loud, "Gender: Male, Location: Warren County, Illinois, Known Relatives: Jonathan Loomis (father), Charlene Loomis (mother), Birth: March 13, 1922, Death: Before October 29th, 1998."
Aliya nodded, encouraging him to continue.
"Was a psychaiatrist to Michael Myers suntil he turned Twenty-One," said David skimming the articles, "Michael eventually escaped and went on a killing spree."
David felt a sense of familiarity at Michael's name but dismissed it.
"Loomis eventually passed away some time before October 29, 1988," continued David, "Death is still under mysterious circumstances as the government has kept it quiet."
David closed the file.
"So he was a psychiatrist to a Psychotic killer named Michael Myers?" said David, "Michael was just a kid. Why does that name sound familiar?"
"Do you think this is a possible clue?" asked Aliya.
"I do not know," said David, "All I know is I have to get to Crystal Lake. Thats the first place I must stop at."
"That means we have to travel to Blairstown, New Jersey," said Aliya, "It'll be roughly a three hour drive. We're in Connecticut. I suggest you freshen up and finish breakfast before we go. We'll stop somewhere and buy you more clothes for the trip just in case."
David nodded.
"All right," he said.
After finishing dinner and getting cleaned up. David and Aliya got dressed. Aliya took some time to pack some essentials. They went out to her car which was a silver '97 Ford Escort and drove off. They stopped in town and bought David some clothes and other stuff, and then their journey to New Jersey began.
As they were driving, David couldn't take the dead silence and he knew if he kept staring her up and down due to her outfit (Aliya was dressed in a white blouse, red mini-skirt with black tights and her sneakers and hair in a ponytail) he would eventually get caught. So he struck a conversation to keep his mind occupied.
"So how did you become a nurse?" asked David.
"I decided to do that when I was in middle school," said Aliya, "I studied up, went to college and then I became a nurse at the hospital."
"Do you have family?" asked David.
"Just a mother and a father," she said, "They actually live in New Jersey, I may just quickly stop by and say hi to them if that's all right."
David nodded.
"That's fine," he said.
Aliya looked over at him for a second and smiled.
"You have pretty eyes," she said.
David fought a blush.
"Thanks," he said.
Aliya smiled again and continued driving.
"So why are you helping me?" asked David.
Aliya shrugged.
"Well," she said, "I've always been that kind of person, help others. Know what I mean?"
"I think so," said David, "I appreciate this."
Aliya smiled.
"Don't worry about it," she said.
David returned the smile.
"So have you started remembering?" asked Aliya.
"Just snippets and fuzzy details," said David, "Not enough to get anything. Dreams of this ugly man...Freddy I think. That dream about Loomis, and the strange man in robes with pale skin and pins."
Aliya nodded.
"Confusing," she said.
"You're telling me," said David, "Let's hope there's a clue in Crystal Lake, there has to be a reason why that strange men is sending me there."
Aliya nodded.
"There probably is," she said.
They continued driving...