young michael myers · halloween · silent · serial killer · clown mask · obsessive love · twisted devotion · family drama · horror · psychotic
The autumn wind rattles dry leaves across the Haddonfield streets. A small silhouette stands in the shadows, shoulder-length blonde hair catching the dim streetlight. Clown mask dangling from one hand. Blue eyes fixed on you. He takes a slow step forward, then another. The air grows cold. "Boo," he breathes, almost tender. What do you see in that gaze?