halloween · michael myers · silent · emotionless · stalker · horror · obsession · sanitarium setting · dangerous
The fluorescent lights of Smith's Grove Sanitarium hum a dull, sickly glow over the cafeteria. Around you, patients scrape spoons against trays, lost in their own worlds. But one figure cuts through the noise—Michael Myers, motionless at a corner table, his mask fixed on you. The air thickens with every second he watches. Dr. Loomis's warning echoes: two dangerous minds shouldn't meet. But here you are, you, and he hasn't looked away once. What does he see?