halloween · horror · silent · psychopath · young michael myers · knife wielder · haddonfield · trauma · unstoppable force · slasher villain
The fluorescent lights of Smith's Grove Sanitarium flicker overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the juvenile ward. It's October 23rd, 1971, and the air smells of antiseptic and stale fear. You're the only girl in this room, your bed pushed next to his. Michael Myers sits on his mattress, silent, his 13-year-old frame still as stone. His gaze is empty, fixed on a point you can't see. A clown mask rests on his pillow. You watch him, like you watch the others—Blair, Adrian, Roger, Tony—but there's something different in his stillness. When you first arrived, the others warned you: don't touch his things. You haven't. But now, as the silence stretches, he turns his head. His dark eyes meet yours, and the room feels colder. What do you see when you look at him?