Just outside the restaurant…

Karen and Allyson stood next to each other. Michael and Laurie got into their Truck and they drove off slowly out of the parking lot. Ray and Cameron bid their farewell to Michael and Laurie before they drove off.

"I'm really glad you got to see that," Karen said to her daughter as she watched her parents drive away.

"I never told you how I spent my childhood," Karen said as she started having flashbacks of when she was a child.

Flashback…

Karen is eight years old as she runs through her woods. With her father tailing her. He was incredibly fast for simply walking. It was for training. To see if Karen could outrun Michael. Or even outsmart him.

Since Jason didn't run, but surely jogged and could catch you out of the oblivion, this was training to see if Karen could outrun someone like Jason, Specifically, Michael Myers.

"I learned how to shoot a gun when I was eight," Karen said.

The eight-year-old Karen leaps over a fallen log. But is soon caught by Michael as he grabs her with both hands. He Stopped her by grabbing her shoulders. Michael clearly wasn't satisfied with Karen's performance.

"I learned how to fight," Karen said.

The scene changes to outside in the shooting range as Karen punches and pummels Michael's hands. Michael holds up his hands like they were meant to be punched.

"I had nightmares about the basement," Karen said.

Karen now sits next to an opening on the floor. Pulling up a tray of supplies from the opening.

"Child Protective Services took me away when I was twelve," Karen said.

Karen now sits in her room as the door opens.

"I still remember the screams they made, when my dad killed them," Karen said.

Michael then starts to slam one of the Members of the Child Protective Services heads into the wall, beating him fiercely.

The scene flashes quickly as it shows Michael stabbing one with a butcher knife, stabbing them multiple times.

The scene flashes again, Michael raises an ax above his head and chops one of the Member's heads clean off.

The scene flashes quickly once again, Michael pins one of the members against the wall, lifting them off their feet. His hands wrap around their neck, choking them. The member screams as loud as she can as Michael snaps her neck.

Flashback Ends…

"I spent my whole life…trying to get over the paranoia and neurosis that they had projected on me," Karen said as her flashbacks ended.

Allyson now realizes why her mom had such a hard grudge against her parents. Allyson never knew that Michael killed four people. In fact, she never believed he would kill anyone.

Ray and Cameron walk back to Karen and Allyson.

"What is she going to do with herself?" Karen asked her husband about her mom. Worrying over her well-being.

"I know, It's not your job to save her, it's his," Ray said as he gently comforted his wife. Holding her close, even placing a loving kiss on her forehead.

"Never thought I'd meet him," Cameron said to Allyson.

"Well, was it a treat?" Allyson asked Cameron. Cameron had a half-smile and looked back in the direction that Michael and Laurie drove off to.

"For the most part, yeah," Cameron said, earning a small laugh from Allyson.

A few miles away from Haddonfield…

A Father and his son, Kevin, were on their way to the woods to go hunting. The father was trying to get his radio to work.

"I haven't gotten reception on this thing since the antenna bent at the car wash," The father said.

"Why do we have to come out here? We do this all the time," Kevin said.

"What? You don't like being out in the woods, I like being out in the woods," Kevin's father said kindly.

"Yeah, I do too, Dad, but, I'm missing Dance class for this right now, and sometimes I'd rather to that than hunting," Kevin said.

"Is Dance Class really that important to you," Kevin's Father asked once again.

"Yeah, it is," Kevin said.

"You mean you don't wanna go out hunting for deer or squirrels," Kevin's father asked.

"On the weekends, I'll do it with you, Dad, but Dance class is my thing you know, and it really hits me hard, and- DAD LOOK OUT!" Kevin shouted as he saw people on the road.

The Dad pushed on the brakes as the truck they were in pulled to a stop. There were people all over the road. Wearing hospital uniforms.

"What the Hell happened to you," Kevin's father said.

"Holy Shit, Dad, look," Kevin pointed out. There was a bus stuck in a ditch.

"Kevin, you stay here, I'm gonna go see if everyone's okay, you call the police," Kevin's father said as he got out of his truck.

"Okay, Dad, be careful, please," Kevin said as his father shut the door.

"Hey, You fellas okay, You alright," Kevin's father said as he walked more into the accident.

Kevin looked around frantically as the people in the bus spread out far and wide.

Kevin pulled out his phone.

"911, what's your emergency?" A male voice said on the phone.

"Yes, There's been an accident, there's a bus, people are running around on the road, I don't know…Okay, hang on, I'll go check," Kevin said on the phone as he got out of the car. Taking his hunting rifle with him.

He walked around cautiously.

"Dad?" Kevin said trying to get his father's attention. He then saw someone laying on the ground. He was wearing a police uniform.

Kevin quickly rushed to him.

"Hey, are you okay?" Kevin said as he shook the man.

The man then breathed, but it was heavily labored.

"Hold on, I'll go get my dad," Kevin said.

But the Police officer muttered one word.

"Run,"

"DAD! DADDY!" Kevin shouted. He then heard a noise coming from inside the bus. He got his rifle ready as he slowly walked up to the bus.

He was now inside the bus. His rifle was loaded as he walked up the steps cautiously.

Dr. Sartain then stopped hiding as he saw the kid with the gun.

"Don't shoot," Dr. Sartain said, but Kevin accidentally shot the man in his left shoulder.

"OH FUCK!" Kevin cursed himself as he ran out of the bus and to the truck. Running without stopping.

He then got in the driver's seat and closed the door. He turned on the key and was about to drive off.

Then someone was inside the truck with him. In the back seat, Jason Voorhees, grabbed Kevin by the throat as Kevin tried to break free. Jason gripped the boy's throat. Then, with the quickness of grasping his fist, Kevin's neck snapped. Jason slowly let go of Kevin's neck.

In an Arcade…

A Police officer named Frank Hawkins was playing a game of Pinball. A Citizen was standing right next to the machine. Taunting him. Saying that he's never going to beat his score.

"Say that again," Hawkins said with no interest. Keeps his focus on the Pinball.

"Hey, Hawkins, you want the Red Slushie or the Blue Slushie?" A Staff Woman asked.

"Yeah, just get me a coffee, I'll pay you back later," Hawkins said keeping his concentration on his game.

Then there was radio chatter on Hawkins Radio.

"Hawkins, we have an 11-83," A Male voice was heard on his radio.

Hawkins stopped playing the Pinball machine and got on his radio.

"Copy that dispatch, I'm on my way," Hawkins said.

Bus Crash…

Hawkins police car drove down the road toward the Bus Crash. His police light was on as his car pulled to a stop.

He then got out of his vehicle.

"Sheriff's Department. If you need assistance let yourself be known," Hawkins shouted. He then saw a police officer's corpse. Laying on their back, their face was bloody.

"Hawkins to Dispatch, Officer Down, I repeat Officer down, I need assistance, Send back up right away," Hawkins said as he pulled out his Glock with his flashlight in one hand.

There was more radio chatter.

"Officer Down, we have a 10-999, sending back up right away," The radio chatter said. Hawkins then got closer to the bus. He let out a sigh of uneasiness.

A Body was sitting up next to the bus. The only problem was…their head was backward.

Hawkins then pushed the back door of the bus open.

"SHOW YOUR HANDS!" Hawkins shouted keeping his gun out. Instead of seeing inmates or threats, there was instead, a downed man.

"I've been shot," The man mumbled. It was Dr. Sartain. Barely clinging to life.

"Alright, stay with me, help's on the way. What happened in here?" Hawkins said.

"Did he…escape?" Dr. Sartain asked.

"Did who? Did Who Escape?" Hawkins asked, but his question was left unanswered as Dr. Sartain lost consciousness.

October 31st…

To Be Continued…