It had been a strange night for Jill Franco, which made sense considering it was Halloween. She was a nurse at Haddonfield Memorial Hospital and she had been working a double shift as a result of the day shift being short on staff that afternoon. It was getting late and she was tired from walking around and standing all day, but at least the night shift was quiet and light on patients and she had been mostly working the Admitting desk, checking patients in. It left her lots of time by herself in between the occasional patient and dealing with Mrs. Alves.

Nurse Franco was in her early twenties, stood about 5'5, and had short dirty blonde hair. Everyone on the staff liked Jill because she was always nice and kind to everyone she met, staff and patients alike. She had a very innocent way about her but she was also great at her job. Mrs. Alves grew to respect her and trusted her to work the Admittance desk and be in charge of the other nurses whenever she was out. Jill never seemed to have a boyfriend, which led to her fellow nurses trying to fix her up with dates, or having to put up with the occasional pick-up line by Budd, one of the EMT's.

Jill loved holidays and Halloween was her favorite. Since she was working two shifts and would be unable to attend the Halloween party that her fellow nurse Karen was going to, she figured she could at least show some spirit by wearing a pin on her shirt that consisted of a Jack-o-Lantern with a black cat sticking out of the top. It made the young patients smile upon seeing it, even the poor little pirate boy who came in that night with a razor in his mouth. Apparently, someone had hidden it inside a piece of Halloween candy and the poor boy found out too late as he bit into it. "Ugh, people can be so cruel", thought Jill. Then came Laurie Strode.

It all happened so fast. Laurie Strode had been brought in by the EMT's, Jimmy and Budd. Soon Jill and the rest of the staff found out what had happened. Michael Myers, escaped mental patient, had murdered three people that night and Laurie was the sole survivor. They had to call Dr. Mixter to check on her, and it was obvious he had a few too many drinks at the country club before work, which made things feel stranger that night. But Jill felt safe at the hospital, with Mr. Garrett the guard watching over the camera feed at his desk. But she worried about her mother at home, so she went to the phone to check on her, but the lines were down. One of the other nurses, Janet, noticed Jill looking a little more tense.

"Hey Jill, what's wrong?" she asked.

"I tried calling my mom to see if everything's all right at home, but the phone doesn't seem to be working." Jill replied.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Mr. Garrett is going to check on the phone lines. Guess who has to help him out?" Janet said while rolling her eyes.

Jill smiled. "Oh good. Let me know as soon as they're up again. This whole Myers thing is giving me the creeps."

"Tell me about it!" Janet said as she left.

Jill took the opportunity to take off her clogs and rub her white pantyhose-clad feet, but immediately she noticed the strong odor coming from them and quickly put the clogs back on. She looked around to make sure no one was near by, feeling slightly embarrassed. Earlier that day, when she was getting dressed for work, she realized that she had forgotten to do her laundry and was out of fresh clean pantyhose. She ended up grabbing a used pair and now she was regretting it.

As the night went on, things got weirder, with Jimmy having called her to check on Laurie Strode, who had apparently gone catatonic in some kind of bad reaction to her medication. Jill took out her penlight to check on Laurie's pupils, then had Janet look for Dr. Mixter and bring him over to check on Strode, and soon Jimmy had left as well to look for Mrs. Alves. Jill slowly started to feel nervous. She began to feel goosebumps on her arms as she stepped out into the quiet halls of the dark hospital.

Suddenly she heard a loud buzzing, startling her. It was the call button being pressed in another room. She left to check, only to find nothing. She immediately returned, feeling bad for leaving poor Laurie alone in her room. The bed was empty. She looked around the room.

"Laurie, are you okay?" Jill asked. There was no response. Laurie Strode had disappeared. Jill was confused. "What happened?" she thought. Panic started to set in and she ran out looking for her. "Where's Laurie? Where's everyone?" she thought. As she went down the empty halls and started to feel more and more alone. She arrived at Mr. Garrett's desk and he still hadn't returned. Only his cap remained. Jill felt like the only person in the world at that point. She could feel her feet sweating through her hose and into her white clogs as her panic grew.

"Mr. Garrett? Mr. Garrett?!" she said out loud. Now she was feeling scared and desperate. She heard a sound coming from room 25 and started to feel slightly hopeful. She opened the door and called out for Mr. Garrett again, when suddenly she felt a hand touch her shoulder. Jill gasped and quickly turned around, clutching her chest. Her fear immediately changed to relief, which then turned into embarrassment as she saw that it was just Jimmy. She tried to play it off like nothing happened, trying to come off like the nurse in charge, rather than the scared little girl she truly was.

Jimmy apologized for startling her and told her that he couldn't find anyone. "Jill, we have to find Laurie Strode. Check the east wing again. And if you still can't find anyone, drive to the Sheriff's and bring someone back here. Okay?"

Jill listened, but her mind was on many things. Where was Laurie? Where was Mrs. Alves? Janet? Karen? Dr. Mixter? She wanted this confusion to end soon. She wanted the shift to be over and go home, check on her mom. She wanted the worry to go away. Most of all she didn't want to be alone.

"All right?" asked Jimmy, sensing her apprehension. "Okay." Jill responded. Jimmy then left to continue his search. Jill put on her jacket, grabbed her purse and keys, and exited the hospital. It felt so quiet and eerie out in the parking lot. It never felt that way before. Something was wrong. The panic returned and she ran as she got closer to her car. Upon entering the car, she started feeling safe again. Until she turned the key and the car wouldn't start. Then the panic hit her again. She stepped out and realized that all her tires were flat and fluid was leaking from her car. She then noticed the same with the other cars. "Oh please let this be some kind of Halloween prank" she thought to herself as she went back into the hospital. Even though she knew deep inside that it wasn't. What it really was, she had no idea. But she didn't want any part of it.

Once inside, she quickly walked down the corridors looking for Jimmy, but found Laurie instead, dazed and stumbling on the other end of the hall. She felt relief again. Relief that Laurie was okay, but at this point, she felt more relief that she wasn't alone.

"Laurie!" Jill called out. Laurie stopped and turned around. "Laurie! Laurie, wait!" Jill called again. But Laurie turned back and continued stumbling away. "Why is she doing this?" Jill thought to herself. She went after her, calling once again: "Wait, Laurie!" Laurie once again stopped and turned to face her. And as Laurie looked at her, Jill felt like someone else was looking at her again. Someone behind her. She turned to look. And found a large man in a white mask and jumpsuit standing right behind her. Michael Myers.

Jill barely had time to register the person standing behind her when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the small of her back. A sharp stabbing pain that in a blink of an eye grew stronger and stronger and stronger until the pain became so unbearable that she couldn't even scream. She could only let out pathetic little moans and whimpers that could barely be heard, sounding more like the sounds she would make while making love. The pain was paralyzing. She couldn't even breathe. Her mouth was wide open, as were her eyes. At that moment, she was no longer thinking of Myers, Laurie, her co-workers, or even where she was. All that was on her mind was the pain overwhelming her body.

Jill no longer had control of herself. She dropped her purse to the ground and suddenly felt herself becoming weightless. She couldn't feel the floor beneath her, and she saw the ceiling closing in on her. She was being lifted up off the ground! The pain then began to mercifully leave her body. It was a relief. She then felt a warmth slowly fill within her. It was warmth that began to feel more and more pleasurable.

She welcomed the sensation as she had final visions of her life flashing before her eyes. Death was beginning to embrace poor Jill and she was giving herself to it. The sounds of the outside world faded away and an overwhelming sound of wind begin to get louder and louder in her ears. Her body stiffened up as the warmth turned into the most intense ecstasy and in her last seconds she felt the most intense orgasmic sensation overtake her, beginning at her head and running down to her feet. It was wonderful. She let out one final sound, a kind of choked up moan and her eyes rolled up into her head as she came in her panties and died. She dropped her head like a woman worn out by her orgasm, and her clogs slipped off her feet and dropped to the floor. Jill Franco was dead.

Michael Myers pulled out the scalpel from Jill's back and dropped her to the floor. He looked over at Laurie, who began to quickly stumble away. He was after her, but her knew in her condition she wasn't going anywhere. He made sure of that with the doors. He then noticed a strong odor wafting in the air. It was coming from below. He looked back down and realized it came from his most recent kill. He felt that funny feeling again. He noticed the feeling back when he was at the mental hospital, around the age of 13. He once took a squirrel while outside on the grounds and twisted its neck, killing it. Suddenly his penis would stiffen up. After a while it would go away. He didn't understand it, but noticed it started happening again when he began killing again a few hours ago, especially when it was a woman he killed. It happened with Laurie's friends back at the house. And it happened again with the other nurses. It felt good down there and the feeling grew stronger with each kill.

But with this nurse on the floor, the feeling was at its strongest. It wasn't like this with the other nurses. The feeling had returned incredibly strong while he had her up in the air, when he noticed her legs dangling up from the ground. Something about the sight of Jill's white hosed legs made the feeling return. And when her clogs dropped and revealed Jill Franco's hosed feet, he noticed that her toenails were painted and that's when his penis started to grow stiff.

Now, his penis was pressing hard against his pants. He looked at the dead Jill and remembered what he saw happen with the man and woman he killed back in the hot tub. The way they were touching each other. He felt the feeling back then too. He realized he never knew that kind of pleasure. It was time to indulge it with his latest kill. He bent down and lifted Jill's dead body up onto his shoulders and took her into the nearest room.

He dropped Jill Franco's corpse onto the hospital bed and looked down at her again. He ran his hands down her hosed legs and pinpointed the source of the strong odor he noticed earlier. It came from her smooth hosed feet. He took his mask off, lifted up both feet in his hands and pressed them up to his face. He took in a big breath as he breathed in the intoxicating aroma. Then he rubbed them against his face. Then he started licking her soles and toes, sucking on them too. The stiff feeling in his penis was getting to be too much. He ran his hands up her legs and under her skirt. He felt a wet stickiness between her legs. It interested him.

He took off Jill's outfit, leaving her in her bra, panties and hose. He took off the bra and saw her breasts, then began feeling them and sucking on them. Then he ripped open the crotch of Jill's hose and saw her stained wet panties. He tore those open as well, revealing her pussy. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his rock hard penis. He shoved it inside and fucked Jill's dead pussy. He began breathing heavily and finally moaned in pleasure as he felt a hot warm fluid shoot out from his penis and into her vagina. He was confused about it but let the pleasure overtake him as kept shooting hot cum into dead Jill. It was a pleasure as strong as the one he got while killing. It went on forever and finally he collapsed onto the body. It took him a few minutes to recover, but eventually Myers got up from Jill and got off the bed. Michael Myers zipped back up, put his mask back on, and left the room. It was time to go after Laurie.

Eventually the cops would find the dead and violated corpse of Nurse Jill Franco on the bed. She was tagged and bagged and sent to the county morgue, where medical examiner Roland Baker would process her body in the morning. She would be buried at Mt. Sinclair Cemetary later that week.

THE END