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Surrender	By : sharonarnotdon Category: G through L > Halloween (All) > Halloween (All) Views: 2875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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One Year, 7 Months Later, Langdon Illinois.
October 29, 2001

A/N: Hello all, I decided to start off another story with these chapters because I felt the old story
was evolving into this. It starts out H20ish and really it is Jennifer’s H20(more like a H22 for
her), she’s changed her identity and is living with the Doyle family now that her child has been
born. Oh and really quick. We’re going to say that Michael’s visit to Marion in 1998 never
happened ok? Ok.

            Marion Wittington pulled up to her two story, white house, the people across the street
were carving a pumpkin and lots of kids were running around, anxious about what would happen
in two days. She got out of the car, cigarette in mouth, hand fumbling in her purse for her house
keys. She didn’t notice the broken glass from her lamp until she stepped on it, her wen went from
the glass, to the lamp and she nudged the door to see it was open.
            She poked her head in and looked around,oileoiled when she heard thudding from the
upstairs somewhere, like stuff being thrown down. She looked around at the careless neighbors
of this quiet little block, people she’d despised for their happy go luckiness. “Shit!” She cursed,
then ran across the lawn to the next door.
            She knocked with a fury, rang the doorbell then heard a thump from the driveway,
cautiously she moved over there and looked toward the back, then moved to turn to the front and
jumped to see Jimmy, the boy from next door in his hockey mask. “Jesus Jimmy!”
            He chuckled and removed it, his friend came over by him. “Hey, what’s got you so
worked up?”
            She sighed in relief and shook her head. “My house was broken into!”
            “No shit!” He said, excited and astounded.
            “No shit.” She groaned.

            Jimmy came trotting out a while later, having called the police from his house. “Nothing
to fear, the coast is clear.”
            “You’re sure?” His friend asked.
           /spa/span>“Yup. I checked all the rooms and closets.”
            “Nothings missing?” She asked, feeling a bit better.
         㼠160; “I don’t think so,” he paused. “Oh but they did a number on your office.”
            She froze, tilted her head. “My office?” Her aged face had no question in it.
            “Yeah there’s crap everywhere, they also messed up your kitchen prebad.bad. Later!” He
walked off with his friend, who had stood outside with her.
            She took another drag of her cigarette and threw it to the ground. “So much for the cops.”
She went inside and closed the door, flipped the lock and slapped at the switches, but no light’s
came on. She groaned, exhaled deeply and went to the laundry room, worked the fuses. They
didn’t work either and so she slammed the box closed, her heart thudding. “Shit!”
            She reached onto a shelf and got her flashlight, then ventured to the study. All her files,
papers, encyclopedia’s, everything had been thrown onto the floor. She reached for the folder
nearest, labeled LLOYD, JAMIE. All of it’s contents were missing. Now she took up the next
file, LLOYD, JENNIFER, also completely empty as well as MYERS, STEVEN. She cursed and
froze as she heard the front door swing open in the living room. She stepped down the hall to it,
looked around it, unaware of the Shape right down the hall at the back door. She closed it again
and turned to see the back door wide open.
            She moved forward a bit, saw movement and lost it, dropped the flashlight and ran out
the front door, along the lawn again to Jimmy’s house. She slammed the door open and ran to the
stairs, she heard a TV running but wasn’t sure where it was, it was so loud. She moved to the
den. “Jimmy!”
            Jimmy sat in the chair, facing her, an ice skate shoved in his face. She shrieked and began
to cry, ran to the kitchen, the back door. She opened it and gasped as the other, kn, knife in back
fell onto her. “Oh, oh my God.” And there he was, Michael Myers hovered over her, calmly
stepping into the doorway. “Oh, oh my GOD!” She cried and shoved him off of her.
            She>She ran from the kitchen back to the den as he grabbed a knife, she hid and when he
stepped in he smirked. Now do I really look this stupid? He pretended to look around, prepared
for some type of attack. She hit him with the pas tas the police went into her house. He grabbed
her ankle and she shrieked, “Hey!” and moved her leg just in time to miss his knife.
            She stood and stumbled toward the window. “Help! Andy-!” Michael stood and grabbed
her. “Andy, oh!” She turned and hit him again. Again, then she busted the window open. Rndy ndy
he’s not dead! Jus Just in time as his knife slid across her throat, blood poured out and he carelessly
dropped her corpse. Stupid, bitch! He silently stalked out to his car which held the papers he had
stolen. First he picked up Jennifer’s, flipped through as he drove out, without the police noticing.
            Jennifer Lloyd, under name Samantha Doyle, living with Doyle family, 4962 Widowe
Re
Rd. Boston Mass. 55555. Lives also with Anastasia Doyle. Was scribbled on a piece of notebook
paper in Marion’s handwriting. He flipped through a few other papers from the file and breathed
steadily as he found a copy of a birth certificate, marked October of last year, the 29^th. 1 year ago
today. It read
            MOTHER: LLOYD, JENNIFER D. FATHER:(whited out)
            NAME- LLOYD, ANASTASIA E. DOB- THURS, OCT. 29
            WEIGHT- 7 LB’S 6 OZ. LENGTH- 23 INCHES
            TIME- 6:15 PM                                   DOCTOR- O’BRIAN, JACK
            STREET ADDRESS OF MOTHER- 4962 WIDOWHOUSE RD.
            STATE OF- MASSACHUSETS CITY- BOSTON
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