Haddonfield Expression

In a quaint suburbia-town in Jersey-USA, for Halloween, the dreaded Michael stalks/hunts a hapless-duo seeking romantic escapism for otherwise sane Belgian-waffle kilns.

Michael Myers vignette. Happy Halloween October, all 

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On a bright Saturday noon in Haddonfield, USA, Mr. Amlan Satan thought of himself as something of a prince of fortune/risk after helping his female tennis-student, a desperate wife tied to a bad capitalist of Wall-St., escape with him for a viewed retirement-land in Brussels, but this Halloween season that found such chance-greatness for Mr. Satan would be anything but a clear escape-cleat (for doubt).

EZZY: I thought you cleared all matters for our flight to Belgium, fool.

AMLAN: I just had to swap these gems for a commission-thing for a partner!
EZZY: Well, now this masked evil specter is stalking us in his stationwagon, fool.

AMLAN: We'll get-away...he's got that mechanic gear and weird white-mask, eh?

EZZY: Just drive...we're to get to Newark before midnight, damn.

AMLAN: Hey, we're free of your baron-hubby forever...this stalker is just Selfie.

EZZY: Happy Halloween.

Amlan and Ezzy had found themselves suddenly stalked, followed-around, by an eerie masked weirdo in a mechanic-suit and white-mask; they didn't know who he was or why Halloween season found them as Earth-realm mark for darkness suddenly. Amlan knew where his handy-dandy gorgeous weapon, a gift from his diamonds-partner (Raki) was hidden in his trunk and quickly parked his moving car in a hidden Haddonfield alley and whipped it out and loaded it and zoomed away with Ezzy, hoping the stranger had stopped following them around the town in his stationwagon (Selfie-like).

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: So sorry, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: I'm a Slovak-Algerian tennis investor who sought a Belgian waffle!

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: Ezzy was your rose-bud, eh?

AMLAN: That masked psychotic rammed into our moving car and snatched her!

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: Stabbed you and then her in chest in front of ya.

AMLAN: Stabbed my arm; I shot him, but he stumbled away like a zombie, wow.

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: He's Michael Myers, an escaped patient; haunts Halloween.

AMLAN: Damn...Selfie-like (for October).

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

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)