Chapter Three: Michael Audrey Myers

Chapter Three of The Hellbent Series.

HADDONFIELD, ILLINOIS SMITH'S GROVE SANITARIUM: 2:47 PM

He stood staring at the surrounding white walls. With his mechanic's jumpsuit still on, he sat down on his flat bed. 

"That's him?" Selene Watts looked through the window of the door into the bright, white-washed room, and found herself staring at Michael Myers. Her eyes went wide as she noticed him staring back at her. He tilted her head in a dumbfounded manner and watched as the woman on the other side of the door panicked. She turned away, with her short, dark brown, and silky hair flying around her head. She nervously licked her lips.

"That's Michael Audrey Myers. He don't talk, ever. Uh..." The young man flipped through a manila folder. "He ain't never took his mask off either. Guess he's a mellowfeller." Selene nodded as the young man spoke. "Anywho, this is his folder. All his information is in here. Good luck Ms. Watts." 

Selene took the manila folder in her soft, shaking hands. She peered through the window at Michael again, who was still watching her. Quickly now, she left to her office. Flipping through the papers, she noticed information stating that Michael was a high risk patient who had only been at Smith's Grove Sanitarium for one week: The longest time he had ever stayed in the psychiatric ward during his adult-hood. 

This would be a difficult task for her, she thought. Selene was a psychologist who moved into Haddonfield to work with Michael. She had already worked with killers such as Freddy Krueger and a cannibal man who went by the name of Hannibal. She thought she had seen it all, but Michael was a different story. She felt sympathy for him, much like she had for Jason. She knew that Michael was a lost soul, a raging killer but an emotional being at times. Working with Michael was a personal goal for her; she had worked her entire life for this.

The next day, Michael was brought into Selene's office, along with ten guards. Two stayed inside the office with Selene, and eight remained outside. Michael stood in the center of the room. His eyes were darting everywhere. He didn't like the guards following him everywhere and he hated being watched. Selene beckoned him to sit and he awkwardly sat down in the cushiony chair. His hands were placed at his sides and his head was only slightly tilted to the left. Selene sensed his calmness and asked the guards to leave the room. They told her that she would be risking her life if they did, and she assured them she'd be fine. Selene sat back in her chair, noticing that Michael had relaxed. 

"Michael Myers..." She said. "I've worked my a*s off for years just to get to meet you." She breathed in calmly. "You're a lot taller than I expected. Oh, how rude of me." She sighed. "My name is Selene Watts. I'll be your new psychologist."

Michael stared at Selene. "How are you Michael?" She asked. Michael never replied. 

Selene sighed unhappily. "I knew this would be tough..." She whispered. "You're never going to talk are you? I don't understand why not Michael. I'm a trustworthy person. I won't tell anyone what you have to say." She spoke softly. In the back of her mind, she reminisced about the time when she had worked with JasonVoorhees, who she had reduced to tears in an emotional conference. She never told anyone that she made Jason cry. It was something she thought of often though. Returning to reality, she found herself staring at the papers in her hand. Michael tilted his head now, curious as to what was going on in her mind.

"How about we just take our time with these session. I'll ask you a question, all you have to do is nod yes or no." Selene looked at him with hope. Michael nodded slightly. 

"Michael, you've been in here for a week and one day, right?" She said, testing whether or not he would comply with her instructions. Michael nodded 'yes' andSelene joyously smiled. 

"You were six when you first killed?" 

Michael nodded 'yes' and looked down in a melancholy manner. Selene quickly jotted down his behavior in her notes. She saw the hurt in his eyes and the agony he felt. For a masked man who never spoke, Michael was easy to read for Selene. 

"I have information here regarding your motivation to kill. It says that you kill because you had no choice." Selene asked. Michael hesitated to nod his head, but he did. 

"I see, so if you had a choice, would you have killed your family and numerous other victims?" Selene questioned Michael. She wasn't sure whether or not she had pushed the topic too far, but she was determined to get as much information as she could. Michael put the palms of both hands onto each of his temples. He shook his head as if he had an unbearable headache. Selene stood from her chair, thinking he was seriously hurt. She circled around the desk and kneeled by Michael's side. "Michael?!" She reached towards Michael's head, trying to get a look at him. He suddenly pushed her hand away and stared at her with glazed eyes. 

She stared back as if she were scanning an ocean for a ship in the dark. Michael put his hands down and Selene could hear him breathing heavily. "I think our session has come to an end Michael. It was nice to meet you." She called the guards over and returned to her seat. Michael readily stood up, ready to leave. He and the guards disappeared behind the door and Selene closed her eyes. That was good...You did good. 

WOODSBORO, CALIFORNIATHE NEXT AFTERNOON:

"This afternoon, Henry McGoye was found dead around the corner from Ghostface survivor Sidney Prescott's house. Forensics say that the kill was 'clean', meaning no evidence was left behind. We have Police Sheriff Dwight Riley here with us: Sheriff Riley, what can you tell us about this incident?" 

"As far as we know, the police department and I have concluded that this killing was done by Ghostface indeed. There was discussion of whether it was the killer from Kill With Me dot com, but the murder does not match up with the Kill With Me killer."

"What do you mean when you say that the murder does not match up with the Kill With Me killer?" 

"If this was indeed that killer, then the kill would be recorded and published live on the Kill With Me site. Clearly this is a Ghostface killing and we're trying very hard to uncover who this murderer is."

"Thank you Sheriff Riley, this is Gale Weathers, Woodsboro Ne-" Owen Reilly turned off his television and frowned. 

"This should be interesting..." Owen now smiled to himself. 

(Stay tuned! Next chapter shall reveal something most epic!)


Selene Watts

Michael Myers

Sheriff Dwight "Dewey" Riley and news reporter Gale Weathers. 

Author's Note

Sorry, it's a bit short.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

No problem that it was short, in fact, this was a very interesting read. I feel that you could've done better with the characters instead of just simply using characters from movies though. You should've made your own characters though, it really shows off your creativity when you do. Anyways, great read! Hope that you make more!