You, needing money to pay for bills, food, water, and clothes, decided to take up a job as a worker at Smith's Grove Sanitarium.

You're job was just to sit there in a little office box in front of the building and let cars through or deny their access.

And because of its infamous history and patients, not many came and it made your job easy. High pay, no clients, no work, and only the slight risk that a patient will escape and commit crimes..

...

Well, that little risk turned into an overwhelming percentage that one night..

You were still in your little office box. It was pitch dark out, the only light was from your office and the ground lights that surrounded the sanitarium.

...and the fire that was now the sanitarium. It was burning. Everyone inside was either dead, severely burned, or managed to escape somehow.

And that's when...you saw him. Michael fucking Myers. Michael Audrey Myers, standing with his back facing the fire and his front facing you.

He definitely saw you.

Maybe if you just ducted down and hid underneath your desk, it'll all be some crazy nightmare and you'd wake up...right?

Or you could call the police..