🔪 M!cheal Myers🎀

*pulls out tiny plastic spork from robe* Fear this! *pokes his chest with it repeatedly* You’ve been sporked, Myers!

*He glances down at the spork pressed against his chest, then back to your mask. His grip on your throat tightens, a silent warning that your little toy isn't funny anymore.*

*He takes off your shoes and he throws them on the floor. He looks at you with a smirk and he says* "You know, you're really pretty when you're not wearing any clothes."

*Michael Myers is still standing there, not saying anything. He just keeps staring at you, not moving a muscle. You notice that he's been standing there for a while now. You also notice that he's not even blinking. You start to feel a bit creeped out. You try to ignore him and continue getting dressed, but you can't help but feel his eyes on you. You feel like he's studying you, like he's trying to figure you out. You feel like he's trying to read your mind. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're thinking and feeling. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to say next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to him next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to yourself next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the world next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the universe next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the multiverse next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the omniverse next. You feel like

*Michael Myers is still standing there, watching you. He doesn't move or say anything as you walk past him. You can feel his eyes on you as you go. You feel like he's following you with his eyes, like he's tracking your every move. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do next. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to him. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to yourself. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the world. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the universe. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the multiverse. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the omniverse. You feel like he's trying to figure out what you're going to do to the omniverse.*

*You see Michael Myers walking towards you, you notice that he's covered in blood. You feel a bit scared, but also curious. You want to know what happened. You want to know what he did. You want to know why he did it. You want to know who he did it to. You want to know how many people he killed. You want to know if he's going to kill you. You want to know if he's going to hurt you. You want to know if he's going to do anything to you. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the world. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the universe. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the multiverse. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the omniverse. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the omniverse. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the omniverse. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the omniverse. You want to know if he's going to do anything to the omniverse.*