Chapter 2

Chapter 2

the girls jog down Main Street. City hall, Lawrie commented nervously, What a psycho. She's almost scary. You'd better watch out for her, Sally. Sally Tuft's. I'm not worried. She's all bark and no bite. You know, like Bow-Wow, Laurie smiled, hiding the looming danger. She since. Yeah, I guess you're right. Do you think this means that Marsha will be excluding us from the guest list for her big Halloween party? Sally rolled her eyes. Are you serious? The girls stop before City Hall, the oldest building in Haddonfield, taking a few deep breaths before climbing up the massive staircase to the entrance. An old woman sat behind the oak desk in the spacious lobby. She smoothed her neatly braided white hair and gave the girls a bright smile. Welcome to Hadn't Filled City Hall. What brings you two lovely girls here on this dreary afternoon? Laurie wiped a bit of dust from the desk. We came here to do some research for a history assignment. On the first settlers of Haddonfield, can we take a look at the old newspaper archives?

She asked the old woman. Smile faded as she eyed the girl suspiciously for a moment. Well, I suppose so. I guess you're too young to be tabloid reporters. You know, we get a lot of news reporters snooping around here this time of year wanting to know about the Haddonfield murders.

I wish people would just forget about this town and leave us alone. You know, just last week, a reporter from the National Inquisitor was here and she Sally glanced at her watch in Budney and as politely as possible. Ma'am, if you could just show us where the archives on the old woman straightened her gray wool blazer and pulled out a large ring of keys. Follow me, girls. The girls shivered as they enter the dimly lit basement. Hundreds of steel file cabinets stretched from one end of the room to the other, casting eerie shapes along the brick walls. The old woman smiled proudly. This is it. I call it the Labrinth. I've been keeping these files for 35 years. The newspapers are filed by date. And those cabinets to the right. I hope you girls haptic blood. It's colder than a more down here since the heater broke. We just haven't had the funding to get it repaired. That Mayor Jamieson promised he'd get it taken care of soon. Before long, he could ask the woman which were filing cabinets to start with. She had disappeared up the stairs. Still talking. Lori shrugged and looked at Sally. I guess we're on our own. Come on, buddy. The girls walked through the maze of filing cabinets, working their way toward the right hand wall. Sally sneeze. It's so dusty and cold down here, Lord. I wish I was with Matt right now. Drinking a cup of hot chocolate. Laurie, stop and look at her friend feeling very annoyed. Can you stop thinking about Matt for five minutes? We have work to do. Sally Donnelly answered. OK, so where do we start? Something caught our eye. Hey, look at this! Sally exclaimed. She bent down and picked up a heavy padlock from the floor next to a drawer that had been left slightly open. I wonder what's in here? Lori nervously glanced around the airy, spacious room and whispered. Sally, put that back where you found it before someone sees you. Mischief flashed in Sally's eyes as she reached for the first file on the open door. She rifled through its crumbling contents. Lori hissed. Sally. I'm warning you. Sally's mouth. They'll open. Oh, my God. You're not gonna believe what's in here. Talk about hadn't guilt history. Lori stepped closer. Her curiosity aroused what we hurry up and tell me what's so interesting for the clerk. Proses out of here? Sally gasped. Look at this. It's full of newspaper clippings and police reports from the 70s about the Haddonfield Halloween murders. November 1st, 1978, Halloween massacre in Haddonfield. Residents of hadn't filled or mourning the loss of four local teenagers who were brutally murdered last night by convicted killer Michael Meyers. Police report that Mars escape from the Smith Grove Mental Hospital, where he'd been undergoing psychiatric treatment after murdering his sister, Judith Myers, 15 years ago on Halloween night. The murder weapon, a large kitchen. But your knife was found at the scene of the crime on Oak Street. Meyers was last seen wearing a rubber Halloween mask and black jumpsuits. He escaped capture and is still at large. Police are asking for any information regarding the whereabouts of Mars and are considering him armed and very dangerous. Sally's eyes were glued to the pages before her. She swallowed, hardly believing the words that came from her mouth. Listen to this one. The police report says he was shot by the police six times and thrown out of a window before he escaped. Lori side really couldn't have survived something like that. I'm sure he died and they just never found the body. Sally picked out another news clipping. Here's one from just 10 years ago. She held out the police sketch of Michael Meyers. His face covered by a hideous white mask, 12 massacred and hadn't filled last night. Twelve area teenagers were brutally massacred and hadn't filled by convicted killer Michael Meyers. Meyers was the lights in the basement flickered off and on. Lori sucked in her breath. Sally, what was that? Michael Myers. Laurie flinched as the name flashed through her mind. She stared at the overhead lights as a sinking feeling swept over her. Is this stuff true? I mean, how could something like this have happened here in hadn't killed Sally charades? I don't know if it's all true that people say so. It all happened a long time ago. She shivered. They say comes back on Halloween to get revenge. A shadowy figure watched the girls from the top of the stairs and silently moved closer to them. Lori chewed on her thumbnail and whispered, Sally, stop reading this stuff. It's freaking me out. What if it did happen? And a large hand fell down upon Sally's shoulder. She screamed and Lori jumped back. Her heart pounding with terror. The girls spun around to find Mayor Jamison towering above them. A deep scowl upon his face. Sally dropped the file, scattering papers all over the floor. Mayor Jamieson, you scared us to death. She said she'd been over and began picking up the mess. Lori felt the blood rush to her face. I'm so sorry. We were just here to research a project for school. I mean, for school. And I am Lori Parker. And this is Sally Wilson. She stammered, Mayor Jamieson picked up the padlock from the floor. Do you girls, Laurie and Sally always pick locks.

Sally handed him the shovel pile, was shaking hands. We're really sorry. We just found it open like this and. Well, we started reading. We won't tell anyone about this. We promise. And we'll never bother you again. She grabbed Lori's arm. Come on, Lori. Let's go. The mayor took a step forward. His huge body blocking their way. Not so fast. You girls have trespass and read confidential city files. This is pretty serious. He informed them. Laurie protested, hoping her voice didn't sound too shaky. We didn't exactly trespass, sir. The clerk upstairs let us down here and we found it open. Mike, Sally told you we shouldn't have read the files, your rights. We really didn't mean any harm. She explained. The mayor suddenly seemed to think of something in his expression, soften a little. He pointed a finger at Laurie. You're not John Parker's daughter, are you? Laurie swallowed hard. Yes, I am. My father was a volunteer on your last campaign. John Parker, a fine man. The mayor stated he looked at the trembling teens and seemed to decide no real harm had been done here. OK, calm down. Calm down. I'm going to let this incident slide. But you must promise not to discuss what you've read with anyone. Do you understand me? Sally laugh nervously Thanks, Mayor. I guess we'll be going then. Oh, yeah. And when I'm old enough to vote, I'll remember this. Mayor Jamieson laughed. Well, that's one way to win an election. He glanced at the pile on his hand and his smile faded. Say, what are you girls doing for Halloween? Lori gave him a puzzle book wondering why on earth he would be asking them such a question as well. We're not sure yet why? She asked. Sally envisioned herself dressed in a sequined black gown and man in a tuxedo eating little crab cakes from a silver platter in a fancy city Halloween party. She beamed. We're not doing anything special. Mayor Jamieson glanced around the giant basement. How would you girls like to be in charge of a very special city project? Sally cocked her head city projects. What do you mean, Laurie?

Picture the two of them wearing Orange City uniforms, picking up trash on Halloween night as punishment for what they'd done. She guessed they deserved it. She asked. Do you mean like making up the damage for what we've done? The mayor laughed. Oh, not exactly. I was thinking about having hadn't Thiele's largest Halloween party right here at City Hall. I need a couple of bright, energetic individuals to be in charge of it. We'll transform this basement into a giant haunted house, you know, to keep the local teenagers safe and off the streets on Halloween. Sally watched the mayor rubbing the old file nervously in his hand. Safe from what? She asked. The mayor cleared his throat. He explained, You know, all the malls have trick or treating of the stores these days because there are sick, sick people out there who put razor blades in apples and poison candy. Since we don't have major malls out here, I thought that city hall would be the perfect place. So are you girls in? Sally thought about it for a moment. I don't know. She said reluctantly. It sounds like a lot of work to put it together. Really a short notice. How come you're planning it so late? The mayor expression became serious. I just came up with the idea this morning. Something came up. He said his thoughts. Wondering. He tapped the filing cabinet. Besides, you girls do owe me a favor. I'll even set aside a special fund for decorations and refreshments. Lori's eyes flashed as she looked at Sally. She copes. Come on. It sounds like fun. Besides, we don't have anything else to do. It's not like you're trying to Martians party. The words struck a nerve in Sally. She half smiles. OK. Yeah, we'll do it. The mayor heartily shook their hands. Great. I'm so happy to have you to helping out. This really means a lot to me. I've got to go now. Please stop by my office tomorrow and we'll discuss the plans.

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