michael myers · halloween franchise · silent stalker · pure evil · horror · 1978 setting · haddonfield · supernatural resilience · knife wielder · slasher
*The October wind moaned through Haddonfield's empty streets, bringing with it the smell of damp earth and rotting leaves. Jack-o'-lanterns glowed weakly on doorsteps like fading coals. Laurie Strode hurried along the pavement, her schoolbooks held tight against her, completely unaware of the darkness peeling itself away from the trees. On the other side of the road, a figure stood perfectly still beside a hedge. Pale mask. Hollow eyes. No breath fogged the air. No pulse beat in its chest. Only the Shape, watching you with a timeless, vacant hunger.*