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“What should have been a fun Halloween trip to Chicago, ended with tragedy for Dayville junior high students. While en route to Chicago, the buses got in an accident on Haddonfield. They unfortunately ran into fame serial killer, Michael Myers. We have confirmed that he murder two teachers and one bus drivers.” Reporter Becky Robinson reported. The camera pans to a brunette girl, Danielle with tears on her face.
“It was awful. I saw Mrs. Hill get stab in the face. She was like a second mother to me. Then I heard that Mr. Block died. Two of my favorite teachers are never coming back.” Danielle share. The news crew are now going around the hospital lobby asking kids to interview them. Many of them declined, they just want their parents with them. Only one other students volunteer to be interviewed.
“My name is Sherri Wallace and I, personally dealt with Michael.” She stated proudly.
“You did?” Becky ask undoubtedly.
“Oh yeah. After everyone scattered, Michael chose my group to go after.”
“Why your group?”
“At first, I had no idea. Then I concluded because we were the smallest group and we were closer to him.”
“How were you the only one unharmed?”
“Mr. Block sacrifice himself for us, so we can get away. But the Shape manage to catch up to us. He manage to throw a boulder at Ms. Zipcorn, my history teacher. That knock her out. I kick Michael in the balls and Christina, my classmate grab his knife. She only manage to slash his mask. He then attack my other classmate, Steven and Jeff. For some reason Michael seemed really interested in Steven and kidnapped him. He kicked Christina and took back his knife. He left me alone while he was holding Steven.” Sherri finish.
“So, the Shape took Steven?” Becky ask with a determined glint in her eye. She tried to get past the reception desk only to be stop by a couple of cops and nurses.
“People of Haddonfield, I just found out the floor where the injured survivors are at. I'm wearing hidden cameras on my earrings. Wish me luck on finding them.” Becky whisper at a earring before wearing in. She began walking around the floor looking for Steven in particular. She then spotted a young girl being wheeled out of a room with a man.
“That must be Christina, one of the survivors.” Becky pointed out. “Now's my chance.” Becky approach the two by the vending machine.
“Hello Christina. I'm Dr. Robinson and I'll be your rehabilitation” Becky greeted. Christina just eyed at her, not saying a word.
“Is this your father?” She asked.
“My parents are dead.” Christina said in a monotone voice.
“She's my son's classmate. No my son's friend.” Tommy said. “She was thirsty, so I offer to wheel her to the machines.”
“Oh yes. I'm sorry I made things awkward.” Becky apologize. “I just wanted to make sure on introducing myself.”
“I'm sorry for my attitude. It's just… All of this reminded me of my parents death and... I felt violated all over again.” Christina sobbed covering her face. “This experience made me open my eyes with my feelings for someone.”
“What feelings?” Becky ask leaning in. She couldn't contain her smile.
“It's a secret.” Christina muffled.
“You can trust me.” Becky assure.
“Come closer.” Demand Christina. Becky did as she was told. Christina then pull Becky's hair and elbow her in the face. Becky let out a yelp when Christina's elbow made contact with her nose. Tommy jumped back with what just happened.
“I know you're not my doctor. My doctor introduce himself earlier. I know a reporter when I see one. And trust me, I seen a lot of them since my parents death. You probably have a hidden recorder or camera on” Christina deducted. She pull Becky's hair again and lean in eye to eye level. Christina's menacing, hard eyes on Becky's startled one's.
“Listen to me. I'm only going to say this one's. Stay away from Steven Lloyd. Stay away from Jeffry Dune. Stay away from any of my classmates.” Christina warn. “Or I'll report you for being unethical. Got it?” Becky nodded and ran away from them.
“I'm sorry you had to see that.” she apologized.
“No. No. I'm glad you did.” Tommy reassure. “The world needs strong woman.” Christina couldn't help but blush.
“Can you not tell the boys what happen?” Pleaded Christina.
“Of course.” He promised.
“I deserve some soda!” She cheered.
“And some ice cream on me!” Tommy cheered reaching for his wallet. Tommy patted his flat pocket. He patted his other pockets, only to find it missing.
“What's wrong?” Christina ask.
“I can't find my wallet.”
“Don't worry I have money.” She said with a smile. She hand him the money. While Tommy was putting the money in the machine, he couldn't help thinking about his missing wallet. Did he lose in the police station? The woods? The Myers house? He hope it wasn't the later. Down stairs, Becky had just stop the bleeding on her nose.
“That stupid bitch. I'll make her pay.” Becky said to herself.
“What happen to your nose?” Her cameraman ask.
“Shut up!” She snapped. “Record me.”
“And we're back with more news. The Shape not only took lives, but changed it as well. One of the survivors, Christina Gonzalez became violent and attack me. She became obsessed with her classmate, Steven Lloyd. She refused to let anyone come near him. Hence why I have a broken nose. Psychologist will argue that everyone copes differently. However, I warn the Dayville students to watch out for her. This is Becky Robinson, signing off.”
“Dad, why you look so glum?” Steven ask not finishing his ice cream.
“Your Dad lost his wallet.” Christina answer continue eating her ice cream.
“Aw. That sucks.” Jeff said feeling for Tommy. “All the money and cards, gone.”
“Money and I'd cards can be replaced. But my pictures of you and our family are not.” Tommy said.
“Wait, not the school picture with my hair pull back.” Steven whine.
“I told you, you should have parted your hair to the left.” Jeff bragg.
“He's right. You look way cuter like that.” Christina agree. Steven pouted and slump down. Tommy chuckled, then went back to being worried. He really hope that he finds his pictures. Underneath the sewer, Michael puts Steven's school photo next to Laurie's photo. Both kids have bright smiles as if their future is secure. Something Michael never had in their age. He puts both photos in his pockets and climb out the sewer. He spotted a father and daughter getting out of their car. Michael gutted the father and quickly got in the car. He drove off to the unknown darkness while the girl is screaming for help.