Michael Myers X Ghostface Novels & Stories

The thugs lay dead all over the floor. Corpses littered the floor about ten steps from Dustin. It was a chaotic sight. Within ten steps from Dustin, not a thing was out of place. Michael’s face changed as he stared at the people who had shown up beside Dustin. Their eyes were the only things visible. Their faces were covered. However, the cold glint in their eyes made Michael tremble. Michael had seen some horrific stuff before, but he had never met such frightening people. These people were even more vicious than top-class assassins.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

Their growls continued, vibrating through the floor. I stood directly in front of Myles. The overhead bulb flickered, humming like a dying insect. It cast his shadow long and crooked behind him. He looked up at me, eyes wide, chest heaving. He knew exactly who I was beneath the mask. Nice. I'm filling him with the fun he never had. The information I got from my chief security was that he was never there in the fight. There's Mic, and there's Myles. Two souls, one face.