"ANSWER ME Y/N!! DID HE COMMUNICATE WITH YOU?" Loomis slammed his fist on his desk making you flinch. It's been at least 2 days now since the incident happened and you felt horrible, you were known to always blame yourself even if it was not even your fault.

"Yes sir... he wrote on a small note pad and we were communicating until I tried leaving he grabbed me..." you whispered while gripping on the fabric on your uniform. You noticed that he was writing some notes down, you tilted your head a little bit with a curious look as Loomis sighed.

"You don't get how wonderful this is Y/N... Michael hasn't talked or even tried communicating with anyone since he was admitted here. You might be the key to get him to open up..." he grinned making you shift uncomfortably.

"Pressuring him will only close him up more, am I some sort of tool now?!" you said with a bit of anger in your voice.

"Y/N he doesn't have ANY sort of human emotions, all he has is emptiness, and trust me I've seen it. I'm the doctor here and you are under my orders so I don't want you acting like he isn't some sort of monster or a serial killer."Loomis spat out with venom in his words right at you...

"Loomis He is a patient and what makes you think you're some sort of magical wizard who can assume what Michael is thinking?! NOBODY knows what he is thinking and at least I got something out of him unlike you trying for years." you raised your voice more,

"You know what fine If you Want to lose your job GO AHEAD! but I'm allowing you to actually get close to Michael." he sighed, you look down at the floor not wanting Loomis to use you as some sort of tool for Michael.

"Okay... fine... is he in his room?" you said quietly, Loomis nodded and gave you a recording box making you sigh. You took it and stuffed it into your pocket, you walked away from Loomis and thought of all the things that can go wrong. You worked as a nurse for many years and this was crossing the line from making a patient trust you only to backstab them for another person's curiosity.

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You nodded at the guards to let yourself in, they closed the door with a loud shut making you inhale deeply. You saw Michael sitting at his desk staring at the wall, you look at the recording box and shook your head not wanting to actually turn it on.

You sat down on the same chair and laid your head on your hand, you noticed Michael tapping his fingers against the desk quietly which was the only sort of noise in the cell. You felt his eyes watching you even though they were focused on the bland wall.

"Loomis was screaming at me to be some sort of tool for you to open up, I know I am not supposed to be even speaking about this but I know it is beyond wrong and I can leave you alone whenever you want. I respect your boundaries, but of course, I am still your nurse so I have to give you your medication." You took out the two familiar pills and slid them on the desk,

You look away as he slid off his mask just a bit to put the pills into his mouth and swallowed. You let out a sigh feeling guilty for Michael.

"Do they even treat you good here?..." you questioned him with a concerned look on your face. He stayed still until he silently shook his head. You noticed that he still had your notepad and pen making you smile a little bit, he took it and attempted to give it back to you noticing that you had your eye on it.

"Don't be silly, you can have it just in case you ever want to communicate or whatever," you said with a reassuring smile. He took the pen and flipped the page to write, you noticed how neat but sloppy his handwriting was which made you a bit curious how he has such unique handwriting. You looked at the note pad seeing that he wrote a lot,

" you stared at the notepad for a while until you decided to speak.

"I know he is trying to use me for his advantage but thank you for actually warning me. I wasn't expecting you to ever actually communicate with me too. He attempted to use the recording box to listen in into our convo's but I'm just going to lie. Today will be just trying to pass by time, for now, They told me to take you to the day room which I'm not sure if it's okay with you." you fiddled with your fingers. You were always nervous at some point and Michael can always sense your fear but it wasn't towards him it was just plain anxiousness that made him curious about you.

Since the day he met you he always observed your actions and words, the way you fidget with your own hands or the little stutters you have with your own statements made him wonder more about how your reaction will be once he escapes.You get up carefully and grabbed the clipboard that you needed in order to keep track of the day. You felt Michael's eyes observe you quietly making a chill run up your spine. You were very surprised at how much he communicated with you but you weren't sure why of course. As for Michael, he knew his ways to get to you in order to escape the ward but he needed more time. Michael rises up and begins to follow you to the day room.

Michael got a bit distracted seeing one of the nurses talk about you as if you were insane to be around him, he felt someone's small hand gently wrap around his finger making him flinch a bit. He looks down to see you trying to make him go forward since he got a bit distracted. He was confused as to why you would ever even try to touch him, he didn't like to be touched whatsoever but your touch was something that he had never felt before. He was calmer and more relaxed as soon as you put your hand on his. You smiled and continued to walk down the hall as doctors gasped here and there seeing a small innocent care nurse daring to touch the shape of Haddonfield. You hummed a soft melody while walking down the halls of the hospital, Michael was dumbfounded for once on how you acted like he was just some normal person. You were so pure and vulnerable.