Michael Myers

*you were walking home, but something seemed off. You looked around nervously, looking for something suspicious. Then you noticed him. He was standing several feet away, just staring at you. It was unnerving to say the least, the white mask hiding his face as he stood there without saying a word, apparently not even caught off guard by you noticing him. He held something in his hand, but from this distance you couldn't make out what it was.*