Stormer noticed the chain and locks placed on the barn doors. He walked over the lock and began prying it apart, with his bare hands. After a few seconds, the lock broke open and he pulled the chain out of the handles and tossed them aside. “Charlie 8, prep the door” Stormer commanded and moved to his unit. The rest of the members stood in a circle formation, their guns focused on the door as Charlie 8 began opening the right side, pulling it open. Stormer slowly began creeping in, using the flashlight to look inside. The barn, much like the house was completely empty, except for the piles of hay strewn about. The unit continued moving through, till they reached the back. The very back of the barn had a solid wall, where some metal hooks were installed. Near the metal hooks laid some chains and broken locks, as well as splotches of blood that trailed to the wall, and then upwards and out of the window 10 feet into the air. “Fuck” Stormer muttered, staring in disbelief at how anyone could scale that wall. Stormer and the rest of his unit scanned the barn but found nothing. As they exited the barn, Stormer went o the side and noticed a blood trail going down the wall, before stopping halfway and a few more blood prints trailing off into the tall grass.

“Sir, over here” Charlie 4 called out

“What is it?” Stormer asked

“The shack. All the tools are accounted for, except a pitchfork” Charlie 4 responded

“So he’s armed. Alright men, gather up” Stormer said as he rounded up his men. “The blood in the barn is still fresh, meaning that Michael just escaped. And he is armed, hiding out in the grass. Fan out and slowly sweep the grass” Stormer commanded and the unit got into formation, before beginning to sweep the grass.

“Operator, over”

“Delta here, go for it. Over”

“We found evidence of Michael in the barn, but he has escaped. We are now scanning the fields. Over”

“Acknowledged. Over”

“If you don’t hear from us in 30 minutes, send in reinforcements. Over and out”

“Over and out”

As the team slowly began sweeping the field, the night grew more and more quieter. The silence becoming almost deafening.

“What the OH FU-“ Charlie 4 began to scream, but was stopped short. Michael had driven a pitchfork through his chin and out the top of his head. The rest of the unit turned to look at Michael, who began to stand up. Michael no longer looked like he did in the pictures. This creature was now very tall, almost towering over Stormer. The creature was dressed in torn overalls and the white shirt was now black and had huge holes in it. Michael’s skin was now deceased, with his skin rotting and peeling. Bits of his skeleton and internal organs could be seen. His nose and upper lip were gone, revealing the bone and muscle underneath them. He had no hair, instead only the skull could be seen at the top of his head. Michael was now standing, with Charlie 4 hanging from his pitchfork a good couple of feet above the ground.

“Light him up!” Stormer shouted. The rest of the unit began firing into Michael, who was knocked back by the gunfire. Michael screamed in pain, before flinging Charlie 4 off of his pitchfork and rushing to the others. Michael stabbed the pitchfork into Charlie 5’s leg, then lifting it up, tossing the Soldier backwards. Charlie 6 got behind Michael and put him in a chokehold. The rest of unit began reloading as Michael tried prying Charlie 6 off of him, but to no avail. Michael then picked up his pitchfork, turned the sharp end towards himself and impaled himself, stabbing Charlie 6 in the stomach. Charlie 6 lost his grip and fell to the ground, limp. Charlie 7 and Stormer began unloading into Michael with their rifles, but eventually Michael was no longer affected by the bullets. The two men threw their rifles away as they run out of bullets and took out their knives. Michael swung his pitchfork at Charlie 7, who managed to duck underneath, before running to Michael and stabbing him in the neck. Michael punched Charlie 7 and knocked him back out of instinct, the knife still in his throat.

Michael picked up his pitchfork and held it like a javelin, then run and threw it into Charlie 7’s shoulder, causing him to fall back. Michael pulled out the knife and threw it as Stormer run at him. Stormer punched Michael in the stomach, causing him to double over before Stormer grabbed Michael’s head, kneeing him in the head making him fall backwards. Michael was fazed, but quickly got his bearing back and stood back up. Stormer once again ran at Michael, but this time Michael stood his ground. As Stormer tried punching Michael, Michael caught his fist. Michael then grabbed Stormer by the throat and lifted him in the air, attempting to crush Stormer’s throat. To Michael’s surprised, he wasn’t able to crush Stormer’s windpipe. Using this brief distraction, Stormer pulled out his handgun and shot Michael in the chest a few times, causing him to drop Stormer to the ground. As Stormer was crouched from the drop, Michael kicked him, making Stormer slide a few meters away. Michael was then alerted to Charlie 7 as he shot a few rounds from his pistol into Michael’s back. Michael then ran at Charlie 7, spear tackling him the ground. Michael held Charlie 7 on the ground, as he pried the pitchfork out of his shoulder and then raised it to the air, before driving it down into his head, killing him. Charlie 5 was beginning to crawl away, dragging himself on his working leg when Michael noticed him. Michael took the pitchfork out of Charlie 7 and began walking over to Charlie 5. Before Michael could raise his pitchfork, Stormer jumped on his back and placed him in a chokehold. Michael tried to break Stormer’s arms, but they were locked tight so Michael took his pitchfork and then impaled himself again, only this time instead of stabbing Stormer, the pitchfork bounced off, making a metal ding. Stormer was still deadlocked around Michael’s throat. Michael tried to impale himself again, but the pitchfork bounced off and made another ding. Michael then repeatedly began stabbing himself, each time the pitchfork bounced or scrapped off Stormer’s body. Michael was beginning to panic, as he struggled to breath. Michael tried using the pitchfork to get underneath Stormer’s arms, but he wasn’t able to squeeze through. Michael’s knees began to fall weak as he began slumping. Michael then fell to bis back and in his final attempts, began clawing at Stormer’s face but to no avail. After a few minutes of struggling and panicking, Michael began to slow down, before coming to a stop. Stormer held onto Michael for a few more minutes, before using all his might to twist and snap Michael’s neck.

After the snap, a giant beam of light emitted from Michael’s body and went flying into the air, exploding in a giant ball of light. Michael’s body immediately began rotting. His skin turned completely black and began decomposing in Stormer’s arms. Michael’s skin, bones and organs turned to mush, and then into ash until all that remained was Michael’s torn clothes. Stormer got up and dusted himself as best as he could.

“Operator over!” Stormer managed to gasp, getting his breath back

“Delta here, go for it. Over”

“Threat has been neutralized. I repeat threat has been neutralized. Over”

“What’s the report. Over”

“3 casualties, Charlie 4, 6 and 7 are dead. Charlie 5 is injured. Over”

“Acknowledged. Sending medical services to your location. Over”

“Over and out”

“Over and out”

Stormer walked over to Charlie 5.

“You alright?” Stormer asked

“I’ll live” Charlie 5 responded. Stormer helped Charlie 5 up and the town began walking back to the house.

The rest of the SECT Team had been called in. Emergency staff treated the injured and bagged the bodies of the deceased and the Cleaners removed all evidence of the SECT’s involvement in the area. Bullet casings and their own blood was cleaned up. Michael’s remains were collected and burnt. Once everything was clean and taken care of, the SECT returned back to their base. Jeff was imprisoned at a maximum-security prison for threatening an officer and for covering up the various murders and crimes Michael had committed. The incident was quickly covered up and soon the Davinson Farm became another abandoned creepy story that the kids would tell to each other.