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"Oh, I do love this time of year~"

a person is using a circular saw with blood coming out of it ..

ALT: a person is using a circular saw with blood coming out of it ..

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Reposted by R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠

𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗟 𝗠𝗬𝗘𝗥𝗦 {Parody} @haddonfieldshorror.bsky.social · 23d

"I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely, and simply evil.."

Name: Michael Audrey Myers

Age: 28 (Immortal)

Alias: Michael Myers, The Shape, The Boogeyman, Myers, Mikey etc.

Short Bio: Everyone knows the boogeyman

Alignment: Pure Evil.

RT OR MEET YOUR END.

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James hadn't expected to be stopped, especially not by someone who seemed to resemble military personnel. However, he did as requested, visibly raising his hands outside his cars window.

"What seems to be the problem, buddy?"

Hopefully, this soldier wasn't aware of America's most wanted.

R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~chemical into her neck.

She thrashed around for a moment, even managing to bite into James's finger bad enough to leave severe cuts along the length of his pointer finger. But the struggle was not long lasting, within the minute she passed out.

[End of Part 1]

R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Now, we've got a lot more than this to clean. I need you to stay still. Hold on, let me grab some gauss."

James disappeared for a moment from her sightline.

Then, just a moment later, his hand crept around her face and muffled her screams as he used his other hand to inject an unknown~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~up his ruse.

—No promises...—

James simply reached his hand out and waited for a moment as she handed him the rubbing alcohol, which he would apply to the hand stitched rag before placing it against one of the many wounds she had endured. Which caused a pained hiss to escape the woman.

"Cmon~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Reveal even more gashes and cuts, by the look of the wounds and bruises they were caused by a meat tenderizer and a smaller kitchen knife. Consistent with Nancy's profile.

"Now, this might sting hun. Just promise you won't kick the doc, huh?"

James said with a gentle smile, still trying to keep~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~As he quickly began walking back towards the small makeshift camp. The woman followed along, albeit from a small distance.

Upon arrival, James motioned to the lawn chair.

"It's hardly an examination table, but it'll have to do."

The woman gave a nod and sat down, rolling up her sleeves to~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~From here. Let's get you patched up before something nasty gets in those wounds, alright?"

The woman shifted from foot to foot for a moment as she thought it over.

—You said it's not far..?—

"Not even two minutes away hun."

—Lead the way.—

James gave a nod and waved for her to follow along~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Once more glanced over the bottle of rubbing alcohol.

—Got a rag..?—

"Don't leave home without em-"

James quickly reached into his satchel and grabbed a small, clean rag that was old clothes from prior victims cut and stitched back together.

"Look, I got a little spot a stone throw away~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Distrusting of James as she examined the bottle and the liquid inside. Popping the lid of the bottle and giving it a smell, it smelt vaguely like alcohol but something was off.

"Yeesh, talk about trust issues... the fuck happened to you..?"

—I don't want to talk about it...—

She said as she~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~To get a breath to myself, ya know? Look, if you let them cuts stay exposed, you at least gotta disinfect them. Here."

He pulled out a small bottle of rubbing alcohol from his satchel.

"Heads up."

He would toss it over to her, she caught it without much hassle. She, however, was still~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~She had. James didn't have to wonder, given his current location. This was one of Nancy's catches. Just how had she gotten loose..? Nancy was normally far more careful with the ones she grabbed.

"Do you even know your way around? We're not even half an hour away from a walking trail, I come here~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~was technically not lying. He was more than qualified to deal with something so baseline.

And it worked, as the woman holstered the blade she'd been keeping behind her back.

—A doctor? Way out here? Gonna need a little more than that.—

She was smarter than most who'd just been through what~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Someone who had recently been bound. And several cuts insinuating that she'd been in an altercation.

"Do you need any help? I'm a doctor, if you let me look it over I can make sure it ain't infected."

A false offering meant to gain her trust. He /was/ a doctor a long time ago, so he~

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~She didn't say a word. So without wasting another moment, James continued.

"Christ sweetheart, you look like you've been through a shitshow and a half-"

He only said that because he'd finally gotten a good look at the woman. She was covered in mud, she had bruises around her wrist resembling~

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~The tree trunk he was kneeling behind. He moved out from his hiding spot and began to wave his right hand in greeting.

"Hey-! Outta be careful out here, Lil Lady-! Lotta coyotes round these parts."

The woman had stopped in her tracks, staring back at the man several feet in front of her. Yet~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~They were coming from the other side of the train tracks. Within a few moments, the source of the noise came into view. A young woman, likely in her late twenties. Long brown hair and a rather athletic build and... those beautiful green eyes~ James couldn't stop staring at them from the cover of~

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~Exhaling softly.

"Wonder if them Fireflies still like to party... Otis was always good for shooting the shit."

That's when James heard it, the rustling of leaves and the crunch of sticks under feet. Someone was coming... he was quick to stick his head out of the small camp and listen intently.~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Kill that idiot to clean up after himself..? God damn beer cans everywhere-"

He said as he kicked a few empties out of his way. Before taking a seat on the small lawn chair Johnny had left behind. He pulled out a small rolled cigarette from his satchel and lit it, taking a deep inhale before~

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R̸̡̺̯̺̜̼͍͇̊̐̏̈́̾ṳ̴̘̝͎͓̹̅͌́n̷̼̞̹̆̉̈́̔͑̇ ̵̨̧͇̮̠̭̺̞̓͌͐͜͝R̵̢̩͖̲̙̫̩̪̰̓̏̂́̋̉͗ͅa̶̺̘̤̰̐̌͘̕̚͝b̵̞͍̙̖̩̮̳͋̑͂́̒̀͝͝͠ͅb̴́̐̈́̅̅̈́̾̅͛͝ͅį̶̙͈͇̟̘̘̋̊̅̚͜t̶̼̳̃͂͋͗̈́͛͛͂͠ @sawyersurgeon.bsky.social · Aug 22

~Just south of Nancy's place. Fuck me this is gonna be a long trip, don't know how Johnny used to do this shit daily."

It was indeed a long trip, it was nearly one in the afternoon by the time James had managed to get to Johnny's old hidey hole in the forest beside the train tracks.

"Would it~

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~A trait that he developed from living with the Sawyers for so long.

"Yeah, yeah. That'll do."

With that said, James shut the fridge door before making his way to the front door, quickly putting on his boots and heading outside to the driveway.

"Now, which way was it again..? The tracks are~

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~Since Nubbin's passing, there was hardly any usable meat left. That's when an idea popped into James' mind.

"Johnny did always used to catch strays down by the tracks... maybe I should try my luck. Could find me a little lady who's a view pickles short of a barrel."

James was thinking out loud,~

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~as the words left his lips, so did the note from his hands. It landed gently back onto the dining table before James entered the kitchen.

"Man, Jackass couldn't'ave just made me a plate?"

He said as he searched through the Fridge for something pre-cooked. However, given the lack of victims~

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~BIG GUY?"

Once more silence, which likely meant Bubba was in the basement still.

James shook his head before heading down the front stairway into the dining room. There was a note on the table that James was quick to read.

📝 - You weren't up. Make your own breakfast.

"Fuckin asshole..."

~

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