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An October’s evening welcomes a dreary rain that showers the city and sends its inhabitants scuttling for cover in the safety of their homes. Those that do occupy the streets pass by under the protection of umbrellas and in their haste to escape the precipitation, their eyes gloss over the silhouette of a figure standing silently in the alleyway only partially protected from the rain but remaining perfectly still regardless. Through the holes of an expressionless white mask the figure watches the people passing by with disinterest. This has been a constant state of being for him.
Ever since he’d taken the life of dear sister Laurie, the Myers bloodline has since run dry save for himself. Without any immediate family to concentrate himself in, Michael fosters now a lack of purpose. However, even without a target the insatiable dark desires remain, leaving him to dwell upon his old tricks. Dwell, lurk, stalk. It’s all the same. He always finds someone new to play with.
And there she is, on the other side of the glistening street, avoiding puddles as she follows the sidewalk just like every other unfortunate soul left to fight the wind and the rain. Young, pretty, INNOCENT. She is none the wiser of the shadow trailing her from a distance. Will she notice him following her? Will the intensity of his gaze make the hairs raise on the back of her neck?
