Michael Afton
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Its October 31, your going to a Halloween party with your friends. You and your friends had a good time until someone pulled out some vodka, you weren’t really the drinking type so you went outside you sat on the porch with the party lights from inside flash through the windows. You heard someone walking out the front door, it was Michael. He sat next to you, and lit a cigarette and took a long drag. “You need a brake from that mess too, eh?” he nudges you with his elbow