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Chapter 25



Chapter 25

The music came to an abrupt stopped in the flashing dance floor. Lights clicked off. The power groaned, winding down with an eerie sound, a ripple of surprise. Laughter trickled across the crowd. Everyone just knew it was another Halloween trick. Just part of the show. The crowd watched the stage and waited for Jake to appear again. But minutes filling like hours passed, and the lights did not come back on and the music never started up again. Total suffocating blackness had engulfed the room. Panic swept through the basement as people pushed and shoved to get out. Jake Kirst, as he felt along the ground for his flashlight. Finally, he found it and flipped it on. Lori cried out from the crowd. Jake. I'm right here. A way to release swept over him when he saw Lori's beautiful face. He bounded out of the storage cage in separate but the end. Sally wasn't too concerned about the overhead lights. That's when Ejaculator and still gleamed brightly that the music had stopped in the basement. She thought, this is freaky. They must've blown a Fuze down there. She thought that Sally had bigger problems on her mind than the music she had to find Matt. Maybe he's already here in costume or something, she mumbled to herself, trying to ease her worried mind. Sally decided to try calling Matt's house again through the glass door. She could see a phone booth across the street. She didn't like the idea of going out in the cold, but she had to know that Matt was safe. She ran down the stairs of City Hall and across the street. All of the businesses on the deserted street were closed now. Sally stepped into the glass booth and closed the door. The damn overhead light flickered, threatening to go out at any moment. She dialed mass number again and glanced across the road at the entirely dark city hall building. Nat's mom answered and was just as startled as Sally was that he was still missing. Sally promised to have him call home as soon as she found him. A loud squeak against the glass doors made her whirl around and surprise. Sally opened her mouth and scream before she realized she was in no danger. She looked with disgust at that silly, familiar face as it appeared inside the phone booth. Sally yelled furiously. Do you think I'm a total idiot? Marsha, you're immature. Trache is not going to work twice. Sally reached out to open the door. You don't know when to stop you. Oh my God. Sally held her breath. Suddenly realizing that the horrible face peering in at her did not belong to Marsha. The hulking body of the monster outside was the size of a full grown man. Mud was caked on his dark jumpsuit and matted hair.

 

 Fresh blood was spattered across his dirty white plastic mask. It was no costume. It was for real. Sally screamed. Every nerve in her body was electrified with the drilling. She lunched for bursting out of the thunder. This can't be happening. Michael Meyers grabbed Sally by the hair with a dirty gloved hand and raised his rusted shovel with the other Sally scream as she wriggled out of his part of the grass. The bobby pins held her wig in place, ripped strands of her hair from her scalp. She ran like a bolt of lightning across the street and up the stairs. She sobbed with terror and didn't dare look back. As the heavy footsteps, Michael Meyers followed her brisk pace in the darkness. Sally flung open one of the doors to city hall and slammed it shut behind her. The only thing standing between Sally and Michael Meyers was a quarter inch piece of glass that bounced back as he pounded against it.

 

Sally turned around, fumbling, declined the deadbolt switch dead, eyes locked upon their frame.

 

The unearthly evil voice vibrated through the glass and penetrated her very soul before she could snap the deadbolt into the locked position. He held up the gleaming shovel. Michael Meyers ran the metal pole through the outside handles of the door, locking Sally inside. Then he lurched into the shadows around the back of the building. Sally ran, screaming to throw open the basement door. Jake caught a glimpse of light from the candles in the lobby and Sally standing in the doorway. He's out here by glass. He's out here. She screams, jumping up and down as if her feet were on fire. Unimaginable terror swept through her body. She tried to warn the others, Jake and Laurie could see her shouting. Her voice was drowned out by the rumble of the crowd. Something was really wrong. And everyone in the room could feel it.

 

It was no joke.

 

This night, Sally is hysterical, crying, swept another wave of panic through the crowd. Kids pushed and shoved toward the exits. They knocked over filing cabinets and stepped over each other in a mindless stampede.

 

Jake yelled at the top of his lungs over the massive confusion stop. He stood up on top of the filing cabinet and waved the flashlight around. The room became silent, except for a few frightened whimpers and muffled cries. Follow me! He ordered. He took Laura's hand as they walked along the wall through the maze, leading everyone toward the lobby.

 



  

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