Chapter 20

Chapter 20

The moon was the only light Matt had to get him through the thick woods that hadn't filled. His heart pounded as he moved as quickly as possible through the dense streets. The pain in his ankle was excruciating now as he stumbled along. He tried, without much luck, to erase the horrifying image of Michael Marsh from his mind as he ventured further into the blackness in the forest. The dead eyes behind the mask seemed to be watching, following.

Keep going. Keep running. He told himself. No longer able to see the moon through the trees. Matt stopped. He tried to get back his sense of direction. Where am I? Nothing made any sense right now. That's when you heard the noise behind the bone crunching sound of footsteps. Oh, God, no. Come on, that's keep going. He coaxed himself. He began running blindly. His legs became numb as he picked up speed. The footsteps were louder and closer as his follower gained on it. Matt heard the same unearthly growling just behind him. He didn't dare turn around. He couldn't do anything but run without warning. That felt himself falling deep into the cold, wet earth.

He landed with a painful thud and what felt like jagged rocks, freezing water. So he was ripped clothing, further numbing his pain stricken, exhausted body.

Matt screamed as he tried to quell his way out. Still unable to figure out where he was. It was so dark in black. He heard a noise from above. He looked up and screamed out in horror. His body hurt too much to move. The footsteps were above him. Circling him. The white face peered down into the ditch. Something shiny gleamed in the hand of Michael Myers as he caught the moonlight. This can't be happening. Overwhelmed by shock and pain, Matt felt himself slipping away. He struggled to fight the feeling of. He forced himself to be silent. He still play dead. Don't move. He told himself. Metal crunched into the ground. Something cold and had hit his face. Crunch. It hit him again and again. No, no. He can't bury me alive.

The suffocating dirt surrounding Matt shovelful after shovelful seemed to trap his broken body. The footsteps circling above sounded distant.

Any image of the face seemed to grow dim, as if heavy fog were rolling in way off in the distance. Matt heard the sound of Mayor Jamieson on a loudspeaker. Happy Halloween, citizens of Haddonfield. Welcome to the Scream Factory. It's so nice to see all of you teenagers here tonight. And I'd like suddenly the shuddering stops. Michael Meyers was silent, except for his heavy, raspy breathing. That saw its hulking frame turnaround towards City Hall. He seemed to be in some sort of a trance.

He lurched off into the woods following the sounds that tried and tried to get some air through the dirt that buried him almost up to his neck. He knew who were Michael Meyers had gone and what he was going to do.

No. Oh, God, no. I've got to warn them.

Matt struggled to freeze orange from the cold darkness, thinking of Sally and all of his friends in grave danger if he could only break three.

He had to break free. The pain in Matt's body seemed to fade away as the blackness began to close in around him. He could no longer fight the comforting darkness. His eyes closed and his one free hand went limp.

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