Michael/Vampire {Part-1}

Escaped patient (Mr. Myers) seems to blend masked Halloween psychosis with a vampire-intuition for things of smalltown 'special teams' (trilogy-story, first-part).

Michael Myers characterization with vampire-blend. Thanks for reading (Happy Xmas-in-July), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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It was Halloween in an American Homeland smalltown (Haddonfield) where an escaped mental patient, Mr. Michael Myers, had procured for himself a costume-store dead-pan white mask to wear under his grey-hat to walk around one Halloween Eve (Oct.-31) to make mark of himself as not merely a hellraiser for blood-murder 'adjective' but a blood-immortals (vampire) consciousness 'specter' (having read Bram Stoker's Dracula while incarcerated)...Facebook-like (for leviathan/uncertainty).

DR. LOOMIS: This man has no conception of the contours of language or Selfie-art.

OFFICER STARK: Look, doctor...you're the one who allowed this vampire out!

DR. LOOMIS: Michael Myers was 'famed' incarcerated to be vampire-obsessed.

OFFICER STARK: So, you shrinks gave him a ton of tomato-juice (V8) for drink.

DR. LOOMIS: Look, Stark...we (simply) thought he was entreating a personal-read.

OFFICER STARK: Can you confirm this guy's an immortal, a vampire (Halloween)?

DR. LOOMIS: Ha...what I do know is victim-count is 'mark' for blood-ingestion, ok.

OFFICER STARK: What's the difference between a mortal/immortal vampire, doc?

DR. LOOMIS: That's the Haddonfield-question this October, Stark...storytelling.

OFFICER STARK: Great, so we shoot him, not-enough, and he'll endure (immortal).

DR. LOOMIS: That's the idea, Stark...evil (Facebook-like).

Myer's Halloween Eve October blood-count was soaring; and Dr. Loomis and Officer Stark scrambled to keep the eerie-specter shockwaves in modest controls for leviathan/uncertainty. One report came that an officer shot Michael, but the psycho escaped from incarceration seemed to have eerily got right-up and scrambled-away like a zombie. Loomis knew Myer's incarceration-reading of the Bram Stoker work had infused in him special darkness 'consciousness' worth a graveyard-tell for folklore deformity (Selfie-like).

STARK: Here's some waffles for your Haddonfield-diner unwind, Loomis (ha).

LOOMIS: We might not catch this 'immortal-evil' tonight...but it's a saga, Stark!
STARK: The night continues for Halloween's Eve, doc; and I'm waffle-buttered.

LOOMIS: What shall be Part-2 of this bad story (for Haddonfield football)?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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