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Friday the 13th- A magic-400 RPG

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Friday the 13th: A Magic-400 Re-imagining

Camp Crystal Lake. Population, 1

Plot: The birthday girl has decided she wants to go camping with some close friends instead of having a party. The teens know a local camp ground they used to stay at when they were kids. What they don't know is that this time around, they aren't the only ones on the abandoned grounds. A group of kids have gone missing in the nearby woods not but a few months ago and some sort of evil seems to be lurking and waiting. Partying leads to investigation which leads to stumbling upon Camp Crystal Lake which brings the teens face to face with Jason Voorhees. They have trespassed on his territory and he will not let them leave with their lives. The storm rolling in only brings more trouble as the remaining teens must brave the terrifying night and survive the infamous Jason Voorhees.

Note: This takes place in the same universe as the 2009 remake and acts as sort of an indirect sequel. It will only have vague mentions and references to the first movie beyond the prologue. So technically this is a re-imagining of part 2

Characters:

1. Molly Hennessy (TeenagedAngst)
2. Ted Byrne (Le_Viper)
3. Chloe Pierce (KsBubba_13)
4. Steve Rollins (dinoman200-1)
5. Jenn Clark (Platinum Dan)
6. Cheryl George (horrorfan45)
7. Kate Lewis (Speeders)
8. Charlie Sheppard (edrew_7)
9. Juliette Neill (Baby Claire)
10. Arno Beltrami (Bulceriflleh)
11. Carly Grant (wsukellie)
12. Landon Rochester (AlmostFamous7)

Relationships

-Everyone knows eachother on a "certain" level
-Juliette is the birthday girl that connects everyone
-Steve, Charlie and Landon are very good friends. Ted hangs with them every now and then
-Charlie is starting to have a thing for Kate
-Chloe and Jenn are best friends
-Ted and Molly are dating even though they are complete opposites at times
-Ted and Jenn slept together at a party once, before Molly though
-Carly and Landon used to date and now they are very good friends
-Cheryl, Kate and Juliette are best friends
-Cheryl and Molly are cousins
-Juliette and Steve used to date and do drugs but they broke up during Juliette's change
-Juliette used to drink all the time with Chloe and Jenn but not anymore, they are still ok friends regardless
-Arno is crushing on Carly but Carly is crushing on Landon again but Landon seems to be crushing on Chloe
-Juliette and Arno had a lot of classes together back in high school

Scenes

Prologue: His Name Was Jason
1. Preparing
2. Road Trip
3. Semi-Charmed Life
4. Around the Campfire
5. The Good Times are Killing Me
6. No Man's Land
7. Beauty You Can't Abuse
8. Calm Before the Storm
9. Rain and Pain
10. Overflow
11. It's Not Over
12. Slash
13. The Quiet Things No One Knows
14. Situations
15. Dead on Arrival
16. Rescue Me
17. Broken
18. Show Me Your Soul
19. Here Without You
20. Drifting

Alive:

Kate
Carly

Bodycount:

1. Clay Miller - Stabbed through stomach and chest by machete
2. Whitney Miller - Neck violently snapped
3. Ted Byrne - Face smashed up against a tree multiple times
4. Arno Beltrami - Tire iron impaled through the forehead
5. Chloe Pierce - Machete hacked into shoulder and into body
6. Cheryl George - Machete thrown at her, impaled in the back and through the chest by it
7. Jenn Clark - Knees broken and head crushed
8. Steve Rollins - Throat slashed
9. Officer Mason Crosse - Killed offscreen with machete
10. Juliette Neill - Held underwater and drown
11. Officer Tom Jensen - Stabbed twice with machete
12. Landon Rochester - Burnt to death
13. Molly Hennessy - Axed in the face
14. Charlie Sheppard - Shot down by arrows

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Prologue - His Name Was Jason

The sun was high in the sky. The serene lake reflected the sunlight with a subtle beauty. Lush green forests surrounded all sides of the lake. Everything was calm. Quiet.

Clay Miller paced back and forth on the Camp Crystal Lake dock. His clothing was tattered and dirty. His face was covered in bruises and traces of dried blood. He continued pacing without a word.

Whitney Miller, Clay's sister, was sat on the corner of the dock. She had her knees drawn up to her chest and was almost sobbing quietly to herself. She was gazing out over the water, reflecting on what just happened to her and her brother.

Jason Voorhees.

A few moments earlier, they had dumped him into the lake. They had watched as he had slowly sank to the bottom where he would decompose forever. Where we would never murder another innocent person. Whitney and Clay were the only ones left. Everyone else was dead. The woods were stained by their innocent blood.

It was then Whitney felt something in her pocket. She still had Jason's locket. Slowly, she pulled it out and gazed at the dirty metal. It spun gently in her hand, catching the sun's ray occasionally.

Disgustedly, she tossed it into the lake. It stayed on the surface for a moment but then disappeared into the blue. The locket twirled through the water until it landed in a pile of rocks.

Next to it was the hockey mask. Faded. Bloody. Water-logged.

Back on the dock, Clay was still pacing. He pushed his messy hair from his face and paused for a second, looking at Whitney. She was trying to get a hold of herself. Everything was quiet. No birds flew overhead. No animals stirred.

Suddenly, the wooden dock was burst through. Jason propelled out and latched onto Whitney. Her screams shattered the silent atmosphere. Using his massive body weight, Jason began to drag Whitney into the lake.

Clay dropped to his knees and reached for her outstretched hand. It sank too quickly. He watched in grim despair through the hole as two black shadows sunk to the bottom of the lake. The churning, rippling water settled out. A few bubbles rose to the surface. Everything fell to the stillness again. Except for Clay's heavy breathing.

CLAY MILLER: (shouting) Whitney!

He remained alert, on all fours, peering down. He waited for someone to surface. Nothing happened. Clay jumped to his feet and approached the edge of the dock. He looked down again, waiting, but still nothing. He prepared to dive in when he saw hair floating to the surface. Before long, Whitney was floating on the surface of the lake, face down.

CLAY: (ecstatic) Whit!

Clay eagerly grabbed a hold of his sister and pulled her back onto the dock. As he flipped her onto her back, she spit out a torrent of water that splashed all over Clay and the dock. Whitney began flailing her limbs.

CLAY: Whit, calm down! It's me! Clay! We're getting out of here right now.

She was still coughing and sputtering but she managed to look up at Clay and clearly say...

WHITNEY MILLER: He's coming back.

Clay didn't even need to take a last look at the lake. He picked Whitney up and the two began limping away from the dock. Moving water was heard and as the two glanced back, Jason was standing at the end of the dock staring at them.

He remained still. Dripping wet. Machete in hand. Blood thirsty. He began running after them.

Clay and Whitney were shouting in terror, trying to pick up their pace. They soon lost themselves in the densely wooded forest.

Some time later....the sun was beginning to set behind the distant mountains. Whitney and Clay stumbled out from behind a tree and approached a run down cabin. A yellow orange haze was settling throughout the forest. It was growing darker and darker as time went on. The moon was faintly visible up in the sky.

Clay forced the door open and guided Whitney in. As soon as she entered she crossed over to the wall and slumped to the floor, head in her hands. Clay grabbed a piece of wood off the floor and jammed it against the door to keep it shut. He then traversed to the window and glanced out. The forest seemed clear. He took a seat near Whitney but far enough away to give her some space.

The two didn't talk for the next couple of minutes. Whitney finally looked up at her brother.

WHITNEY: Clay...

CLAY: Yeah?

WHITNEY: Are we going to die here?

Clay's gaze went around the room before looking at his sister again.

CLAY: No.

WHITNEY: How are we going to get out?

CLAY: I'm not sure yet. But I won't let anything happen to you. Not again.

WHITNEY: (quietly) He's still out there. He's waiting for us, Clay.

Clay blinked a few times. He wasn't sure what to say. The light in the cabin was beginning to fade.

CLAY: We lost him. Let's just wait a little then we'll run for it.

WHITNEY: Run where?

CLAY: Anywhere.

WHITNEY: We have no idea where we are...

CLAY: Well, we can't just sit in the cabin forever.

The slimmest ray of light lay on the floor of the cabin. It wouldn't be long until complete darkness. Clay stood up and went back over to the window. It was cracked and grimy but Clay managed to find a clean spot and look out. No sign of Jason outside. He turned to face Whitney again.

CLAY: Ok...ready to go?

Whitney braced herself against the wall. She got up and took a second to balance herself. She felt weak, tired.

WHTINEY: Yeah...let's go.

CLAY: One thing...

Whitney looked quizzically at her brother.

CLAY: If anything happens to me, don't stop running. Just get the hell out of these woods and save yourself.

WHITNEY: But Clay!

She stepped forward but Clay held up a hand.

CLAY: No buts. Promise me you won't stick around to try and save me. Promise me you'll get out.

A single tear rolled down her cheek.

WHITNEY: Clay, I can't promise anyth....

CLAY: Whitney! Just promise me.

Another tear rolled down but Whitney quickly looked down and wiped it away.

WHITNEY: (under her breath) Ok....

Clay stared at his sister, the only thought on his mind was her safety. His back was to the window. Whitney looked up.

A hand came crashing through the window, immediately wrapping around Clay's neck and crushing it. He gasped for breath and dug his hands into the hand around his neck. He began to get dragged out of the cabin through the window. The remaining glass shards dug into his back.

WHITNEY: (screaming) Clay! No!

She rushed forward to save him. As she came closer, a machete ripped through his stomach and splashed blood all over. She froze up in fright and screamed again. Clay's legs, still in the cabin, flailed manically. The machete retracted but impaled right through his stomach again from behind. Blood sprayed all over his shirt and the nearby wall. Whitney finally reacted and grabbed Clay's kicking leg.

The machete exploded out of his chest. Clay's legs stopped moving. His body was suddenly jerked violently from the window. The force knocked Whitney to the floor.

She couldn't move. She stared up at the window. Blood was all over it. Streaked across the wall and the left over glass shards. All over herself. Whitney began to cry. She couldn't help it. The salty tears mixed with her brother's blood and ran down her face, dropping off onto the floor. She heard heavy footsteps moving away from the cabin but ignored them as they grew fainter. She couldn't bring herself to get up and run. Clay was dead.

But it wasn't long until those words echoed in her head.

"If anything happens to me, don't stop running. Just get the hell out of these woods and save yourself."

Whitney slowly and steadily brought herself back to her feet. Her legs shook in fear but she worked around it and walked towards the door. As quietly as possible, Whitney removed the piece of wood jammed against it. She set it down and pushed the door open.

Darkness swallowed her. It was darker out side than it was in the cabin. Whitney quickly moved down the steps of the cabin but stopped when she stepped on a large stick and snapped it.

No sign of anyone else. Whitney was all alone. She held back tears as she began to run again.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. Things became blurry and spun in circles. She felt herself being lifted off the ground by the waist. It was like a faint sensation of flight. But Whitney knew better. Before long, she felt cold wind rushing against her face. She slammed face first onto the rough forest floor.

Vision finally focusing back in, Whitney stared up at Jason. He towered over her, breathing heavily and erratically. The moon appeared from behind a cloud and cast it's dark light over the woods. She could see Jason a little better now. Clay's blood covered him as well. The machete still dripped with the fresh red liquid.

Whitney was shaking now. Quivering and unable to act. Her fear rooted her to her spot. Jason suddenly grabbed her hair and began dragging her away from the cabin and further into the woods. She thrashed her entire body and tried to pull herself away.

WHITNEY: (screaming) No! Let me go! F*uck you!

Her screams dissolved into fearful sobs as her struggling failed to free her. Jason mercilessly continued dragging her. Before long, Whitney felt the environment changing underneath her. The forest floor turned into cold, hard wood. Whitney snapped out from her coma-like state and began fighting back again.

Jason was dragging her back to the lake.

They were approaching the end. Whitney dug her nail's into Jason's hand. He didn't even turn around.

WHITNEY: (shouting harshly) F*uck you! You and your mother are both crazy f*ucking psychos!

Jason halted to a stop. He forced Whitney to her feet and did not let go of her hair. She slowly let her hands drop. Her entire body shook.

Tilting his head slightly, he looked at her. The machete in his hand clattered to the dock. Whitney looked at it but Jason roughly took her head in both his hands and forced her to look at him. Whenever she tried to glance away, Jason violently shook her head.

Whitney began crying again.

WHITNEY: Please....just let me go. We never did anything to you.

His hands remained in place. The tears came down harder.

WHITNEY: (louder) Please! Jason...please...

His hands relaxed. They moved away from Whitney's tangled hair and back to his sides. Whitney was shocked but wasted no time. She lunged for the machete.

Jason grasped her neck with his hand and stood her back up. She was choking and couldn't fight back against Jason's strength. With his other hand, he placed it against the side of her face. He pushed with all her might and violently snapped Whitney's neck. He almost pushed her head all the way around. A bone stuck out the side and blood began to trickle down from it.

He let her go. Her body swayed for a moment before splashing into the lake. The water was a cold, dark grave. Her body floated for a moment on the surface before beginning to sink below. Jason watched her sink before picking up his machete and leaving the dock.

Some time later...

The moon was high in the night sky. Stars were scattered about. The wind blew gently through the tall trees. Jason suddenly passed the camera, walking not too slow and not too fast.

The camera pans away slightly to reveal Jason walking through the ruined remains of Camp Crystal Lake. He keeps walking away, growing smaller and smaller but still retaining a horrific presence. His machete drags along at his side.

WOMAN'S VOICE: (V.O.) His name was Jason....and today...was his birthday.

The screen fades to black.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 1 - Preparing

4 months later

"Californication" by Red Hot Chili Peppers was playing softly through the speakers. A pair of sneakers and a bag of clothes were sitting on top of the bed. Someone in the closet tossed out a pair of basketball shorts that landed on top of the bed. The girl turned around and walked over to the bed.

CARLY GRANT: Sneakers, check. Clothes, check. Cell, check.

Carly checked the time. Almost 8:30. She looked to the TV and turned off the college basketball game that was on. Carly picked up the sneakers and slung her bag over her shoulder, heading for the door.

She stopped herself in the doorway.

CARLY: Whoa, almost forgot...

She set down her bag for a moment and picked up the army dog tags off her dresser. They dangled in her hand for a second. The name "Ryan Grant" was visible on it. Carly pulled the tags over her head and wore them as a necklace. She picked up her bags again and headed downstairs.

Carly was back at her parent's home for the summer break. She normally lived on campus. Her mother was sitting at the kitchen table with a coffee, watching the weather report for the weekend.

CARLY: Morning.

Carly set her bags down at the front door as her mom glanced up at her.

MRS. GRANT: Morning, honey. Is that all you're taking?

CARLY: I'm only going to be gone a week.

MRS. GRANT: (talking a mile a minute) Yes, but doesn't that mean you need a pair of clothes for each day? And deodorant? And a tooth brush? And tooth paste? And sun tan lotion? It's going to be sunny out there Carly! You know you get burnt easily. And what about your hair? You need to keep it healthy and looking good!

CARLY: Whoa, mom. Calm down. I have most of that stuff anyway. And besides, I can just wear one pair of clothes twice.

MRS. GRANT: (chuckling) Any other girl I know would be revolted at that thought.

CARLY: (smiling) I'm not like most girls.

MRS. GRANT: I know, I know. You're just like your father.

As her mother spoke, Carly grabbed a protein bar off the counter and began to eat it. She swallowed a piece of it then spoke again.

CARLY: Speaking of dad, where's he at? I wanna say goodbye before my ride gets here.

MRS. GRANT: (glancing out the back door) I think he's out in the stable with your brother and Lightning.

Carly nodded. She bit off another piece of the protein bar and chewed it as she headed for the stables in the backyard.

The Hennessy household.

Molly came down from upstairs, her hair pulled up into a messy wet bun on her head. She had an iPod in hand and put it carefully into a side pocket on one of her bags. She turned to her boyfriend, Ted, who was sitting on the couch.

MOLLY HENNESSY: I feel like I'm forgetting something.

Ted didn't glance up from the TV.

TED BYRNE: I'm sure you're not.

Molly put her hands on her hips and looked back at her bag.

MOLLY: I just can't shake the feeling.

TED: Everyone feels it.

Molly just frowned slightly.

MOLLY: I think I'm gonna check my room again.

TED: Alright.

Molly disappeared back up the steps.

Molly and Ted were an interesting couple. Almost complete opposites. Molly almost never shut up, she was always speaking her mind. Ted is more reserved. He's not one for engaging conversations unless they center around him. Self-centered, if you will.

After Molly was gone, Ted began channel surfing again. He came across an auto-mechanic show. Sighing contently, he settled back into his spot on the couch.

MOLLY: (O.S.) Of course!

Molly came skipping down the steps, holding her iPod headphones.

MOLLY: I almost forgot this! That would have been bad.

TED: (smirking) I guess this is the first time I've actually seen someone's "I'm forgetting something" feeling come true.

MOLLY: See, Ted? You always have to follow your gut instincts.

TED: I'll keep that in mind, babe.

Molly continued messing around with her bags and things while Ted turned back to the TV. They had about 20 minutes before they had to go.

The Sheppard residence.

Charlie was upstairs putting together the last of his things.

Steve and Landon were downstairs, rifling through Charlie's fridge and pantry.

STEVE ROLLINS: No good food in this house!

LANDON ROCHESTER: There's...this.

Landon held up a green apple. It was brown, rotting and falling apart.

STEVE: Yeah, I think I'll pass on that.

LANDON: You sure? It looks delicious.

STEVE: I'll have some after you have some.

LANDON: Yeah right.

He tossed the apple into the nearby trashcan and turned back to the fridge.

STEVE: Hey look! A candy bar.

Steve grabbed it but when he did, he realized it was already half eaten. He frowned and gently put it back down.

STEVE: Seriously? They couldn't just eat the whole thing?

LANDON: Hmm....what's this?

Landon pulled out a covered container and opened it up. It was chicken!

STEVE: Sweet! Left overs! Throw that s*hit in the microwave.

LANDON: On it.

Landon went to the microwave and threw the container in for a minute.

Meanwhile, Charlie was upstairs. Instead of finishing packing, he was standing in the middle of the room wrapped up in his cell phone. It was a text from Kate Lewis, the girl he liked. Landon and Steve appeared in the doorway, each of them holding a piece of chicken.

LANDON: Almost done up here?

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: Huh? Oh, yeah, I'll be done soon.

Steve went and sat down on the bed casually.

STEVE: Who you texting?

CHARLIE: No one special.

He shut his phone and pocketed it, going back to his dresser to grab one more shirt for the trip.

LANDON: (chuckling) Oh, Kate isn't special? She won't be very happy to hear that.

CHARLIE: Who said I was talking to Kate?

STEVE: It's painfully blatant. And you know I never use big words. And I just used painfully and blatant in the same sentence. Therefore, it's really obvious.

Landon laughed a little bit before patting Charlie on the back.

LANDON: It's cool, Char. You and Kate would be good for each other.

CHARLIE: Whatever, man.

Charlie turned again, distracting himself with the gym bag he had his things packed in.

LANDON: (whispering to Steve) We might have hit a nerve here. Let's go back downstairs.

STEVE: Right.

Steve finished his chicken, stood up and followed Landon out of the room.

The George residence.

Kate and Cheryl were both packed up and ready. They just had ten or fifteen minutes to burn before they had to go. The two friends were sitting next to each other on the couch, staring at Kate's phone.

CHERYL GEORGE: Did he answer?

KATE LEWIS: Not yet.

CHERYL: Damnit, Charlie.

KATE: (giggling) Calm down, Cheryl. If anyone, I should be mad.

CHERYL: He's taking forever to answer, girl.

KATE: Maybe he's packing still.

Cheryl looked to her phone to check the time.

CHERYL: He should plan better. We're supposed to be ready at 9, on the dot.

KATE: Oh well.

Cheryl looked around the room quickly then jumped up off the couch, almost skipping over to the radio across the room.

CHERYL: You know what we should do while we wait for Julie?

KATE: What?

CHERYL: Pump the jams!

Cheryl hit the power on the radio. "All I Ever Wanted" by Basshunter began blasting through the house. Cheryl began bouncing around and singing along. Kate, while laughing, got up and hurried over to the radio. She turned it off.

CHERYL: Aww...fun killer.

KATE: I'm all for hyper dance parties but my parents are still sleeping.

CHERYL: Oh right...forgot about that. (yelling) Sorry Mr. and Mrs. Lewis!

KATE: I don't think shouting is a good idea either.

Cheryl hit her palm against her forehead.

CHERYL: D'oh! Maybe I should just sit down and be quiet until we leave.

KATE: (chuckling) Maybe.

Cheryl listened to her own advice and sat back down on the couch. Kate's phone began vibrating as she did.

CHERYL: Oh Kate! One new message!

Kate hurried over to the couch.

The Clark household.

Jenn and Chloe were sat across from one another, gossiping intensely.

JENN CLARK: Then he had the nerve....the nerve to tell me I was a slut! After we just got finished f*ucking.

CHLOE PIERCE: Oh! Did you slap him?

JENN: I was thinking about it. But I figured blackmail might be better.

Jenn brought up a picture on her phone and leaned across the table, showing Chloe.

CHLOE: He's so going down. Lemme guess, you're sending that to everyone?

JENN: Correct.

CHLOE: (smiling) So evil.

JENN: What did you expect?

CHLOE: Nothing less from the awesome Jenn Clark.

JENN: (grinning) Exactly.

There was a pause in the conversation.

JENN: Hey, isn't Ted Byrne going on the trip?

CHLOE: I think so. Why?

JENN: Just wondering. Did you know we did it at Bree's party?

CHLOE: You and Ted? No way!

JENN: (devilishly) Yeah, it was right before he went out with that Molly chick. And you know, if he's going to be there and he already slept with me once, why not get him to do it again?

CHLOE: He has a girlfriend though.

Jenn just smiled again while rubbing her palms together slightly.

JENN: All the better.

Beltrami residence.

Arno was sitting in a chair, watching the movie in front of him intensely. His bags were placed by his door, packed and ready to go. There was a knock.

ARNO BELTRAMI: Come in!

His mom opened the door but was momentarily halted by the things in front of it. She shoved the door with a little more force and it flew open.

ARNO: Whoa mom. No need to break the door down.

MRS. BELTRAMI: Sorry. Your bags were in the way. But anyways, shouldn't you be waiting downstairs? Julie should be here to pick up in a minute or so.

ARNO: It's just getting to the good part though!

MRS. BELTRAMI: What is?

ARNO: The movie. The killer's about to reveal himself.

Arno's mother took a seat on the corner of the bed and adjusted herself so she could see the screen.

MRS. BELTRAMI: Scream? Haven't you seen this a thousand times?

ARNO: Yeah...but it's still a classic.

They sat in silence for a few moment as the events in the movie unfolded.

ARNO: Billy Loomis! How unexpected!

They kept watching as the movie progressed.

ARNO: And Stu Macher, one of my favorite horror movie killing duo.

MRS. BELTRAMI: Ready to go downstairs now?

ARNO: Can't watch a whole movie to skip out of the climax, mom.

His mother just rolled her eyes. A loud beep was heard from outside. Arno kept himself glued to the screen.

MRS. BELTRAMI: She's here, Arno. Don't keep the birthday girl waiting.

Arno rolled his chair away from the screen slowly but surely, trying to catch as much of the movie as possible.

MRS. BELTRAMI: (suddenly) Chop chop!

Arno, startled, hopped out of his chair and grabbed his bags. His mother just grinned to herself as Arno hurried out of the room and down the stairs.

Ten minutes earlier. Juliette Neill, or more often referred to as Julie by her friends, was standing outside facing her mother.

MRS. NEILL: You packed all the tents right?

JULIETTE NEILL: Yes mom.

MRS. NEILL: And the food?

JULIETTE: Yes mom.

MRS. NEILL: And the satellite phone just in case?

JULIETTE: Yes mommy.

MRS. NEILL: And the....

She stopped for a moment to think.

JULIETTE: I think you covered everything, mom.

Mrs. Neill pondered for one more moment before finally pulling out the RV keys from her pocket. Julie smiled widely and became instantly giddy.

MRS. NEILL: Now, you remember all the rules we went over, right?

JULIETTE: No crashing, no drinking and driving, no drugs, call you when I get there, call you when we leave, and make sure no one destroys the RV.

MRS. NEILL: Ok, then I guess...

Mrs. Neill held out the keys.

MRS. NEILL: Here you go.

Still smiling ear from ear, Julie snagged the keys then threw her arms around her mother, drawing her into a big hug.

JULIETTE: Thank you, thank you, thank you!

MRS. NEILL: Oh, don't waste anymore time thanking me. Go pick up your friends and have an awesome birthday week!

Julie spun around to face the giant RV. It had one shower/bathroom, two rooms, a sitting area, a kitchen and a built in fridge, freezer and microwave. The birthday girl quickly ran to the door, unlocked it and began walking on.

MRS. NEILL: Baby?

JULIETTE: Yeah, mom?

MRS. NEILL: Happy 19th! Have an amazing time camping!

Julie flashed her perfect smile again.

JULIETTE: Don't worry, I will.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 2 - Road Trip

The sun was high in the cloudless sky. It cast a warm glow through the suburban neighborhood streets. The summer air was mildly humid but a light breeze was sweeping through. Children were playing in sprinkles, people were walking their dogs and the ice cream truck was visible at the end of the street in this picture perfect moment. A large RV pulled up alongside a house and beeped it's horn twice in succession. No one exited from the house. The RV beeped again.

The door flew open and Arno came jogging across the fresh lawn.

ARNO BELTRAMI: Later mom! See you in a week!

His mother was standing in the doorway. She waved gently to her departing son then went back inside. Arno went up to the RV door and was about to open it when it pushed open from inside and Landon appeared.

LANDON ROCHESTER: Landon at your service. I'll show you where to throw your bags.

ARNO: Oh ok.

Landon stepped down from the RV and pulled open a compartment close to the ground. The two guys saw all of the other bags stuffed back in the airplane like compartment. Landon took a bag from Arno and shoved it in. Arno stepped up also and tossed in a smaller second bag.

LANDON: That going in?

Landon gestured towards the drawstring bag Arno was holding.

ARNO: Oh this? No I'll bring it on with me.

Landon just looked at Arno.

ARNO: (quickly) Unless you don't want me to. I can just toss it in too.

Landon just smiled and laughed out loud.

LANDON: No problem, dude. You can bring it on.

Arno sighed in relief and cracked a smile too.

ARNO: Ok.

Landon closed up the compartment and headed back up the steps into the RV. Arno immediately heard all the chatter inside but the only one he saw sitting there was Julie. She turned and smiled brightly at him.

JULIETTE NEILL: Hey Arno! You all ready to go?

ARNO: You bet. Oh, happy birthday by the way.

JULIETTE: (chuckling) Save that for tomorrow.

ARNO: Right.

JULIETTE: Oh yeah, everyone else is checking out the rooms back there. Guy's room is on the left. Make yourself comfortable.

Arno nodded and began towards the back of the RV, marveling at how nice it looked. Where Juliette was sitting, there was a full stereo system and a seat for the driver and passenger. Right behind the seats were two tables on each side, each seating about 4. Behind that was a sink on one side and a built in fridge/freezer on the other. Continuing on further, Arno noticed the bathroom. It wasn't very roomy but it was big enough for a shower, a mirror and a toilet. It was surprisingly sanitary considering the close quarters.

Arno kept walking. There was a little area with a microwave and toaster over. Right behind that were the two rooms. Arno stopped and before he went in, he noticed a little sitting area in the very back of the RV. It was like a couch that fit snug against the walls and corners. Landon walked up behind Arno.

LANDON: Shall we go in?

He reached over Arno and pushed the door open. The two walked in. Standing there were the rest of the guys. Charlie, Steve, and Ted.

LANDON: Sup guys? You know Arno right?

Charlie turned around and looked at Arno.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: Oh hey. Beltrami right? I think you were in my English class senior year. You never talked much.

ARNO: Yeah...I didn't really know a lot of people in that class.

Arno awkwardly scratched the back of his head as the three guys just stared at him.

LANDON: (pointing at the others) And in the middle there is Steve Rollins. On the right is Ted Byrne.

STEVE ROLLINS: Hey. I probably didn't have any classes with you cause I sucked at school. You seem smart.

ARNO: (laughing) Not to brag or anything but....yeah I was pretty damn smart.

STEVE: Knew it. (to Charlie) See, I told you I'm allowed to judge a book by it's cover cause I'm good at it. You aren't.

CHARLIE: You keep thinking that, buddy.

Arno and Landon chuckled at Steve's comment. Ted was just standing there.

ARNO: You haven't said much since I walked in.

TED BYRNE: I usually don't have much to say to anyone.

STEVE: It's true. He's a quiet one.

ARNO: Glass half empty kind of man?

TED: No, just a "I don't feel like talking" kind of man.

Ted turned around and grabbed a folded up air mattress off the pile. He un-rolled it and smoothed it out on the floor. He then grabbed a pillow and some sheets off another pile and placed it on top of his mattress.

LANDON: So there's one of those for everyone?

CHARLIE: I guess so. Looks like it.

STEVE: Is there any pot stacked up all nicely for us?

CHARLIE: Steve, you know Julie is all into the "innocent church girl" persona now. Ever since her grandmother basically ate her face off when she got caught with a cigarette.

TED: Last time I checked, her face was still on.

CHARLIE: Oh shut up, Ted. You know what I meant.

LANDON: Yeah, we got it. Julie has a psycho granny that likes to eat faces.

Charlie just shook his head and moved across the room to grab a mattress and some things, like Ted had. Landon took a seat on one of the bean bags in the corner.

Arno noticed there was a T.V. in the room. He set down his drawstring bag down and pulled it open.

ARNO: You guys want to put in a movie for the long ride? I brought a couple with me.

TED: I think I'm going to find Molly.

CHARLIE: I kind of want to talk to Kate.

LANDON: Isn't that Chloe Pierce girl in the other room? She's pretty cute.

Ted, Charlie and Landon all got up and left the room. Arno glanced hopefully over at Steve who was now taking a drag on a blunt he pulled out of nowhere. He blew a perfect ring of smoke from his mouth then plopped down on the bean bag.

STEVE: I'm down for a movie.

Cut to the bathroom.

Jenn and Chloe were both standing inside it, gazing down into the toilet. They saw the road whipping past down below.

JENN CLARK: It just....falls out?

CHLOE PIERCE: That's so disgusting! What if it, like, hits the road and splatters back on to you?

JENN: (giving her a look) I don't really think that can happen.

CHLOE: What if another car skids out on our piss, crashes and dies? Oh man, I would feel awful.

JENN: I highly doubt anyone would loss control of a car over a little piss stain. Unless, maybe they're Helen Keller.

CHLOE: You never know, Jenn. My sister's roommate's cousin's mother's brother's best friend's girlfriend fishtailed after she ran over a pile of deer s*hit. Let's just say she was in a coma for two years.

Jenn just rolled her eyes exaggeratedly.

JENN: You keep on believing that. Now, if you don't mind getting out?

CHLOE: Why?

JENN: (snidely) Uhh, I dunno, so I can use the bathroom?

CHLOE: I'll just stand over here, out of your way.

Chloe took a few steps over and leaned against the shower wall.

JENN: We're not in high school anymore, Chloe. I can go to the bathroom by myself perfectly fine.

CHLOE: Are you sure?

JENN: (loudly) Yes!

CHLOE: Fine, I'm going.

Chloe pushed herself off the wall, squeezed past Jenn and went out the door. Jenn moved towards the left open door. She sighed disgustedly as she slammed it shut.

The view dissolved into the interior of the girl's room. Cheryl, Kate, Carly and Molly were sitting around inside. Cheryl was being her usual hyper self, practically bouncing around the room.

CHERYL GEORGE: (quickly) Did you see that stereo system? Mad dance party! And I think I saw beer in that fridge. Mad drunk dance party! And of course, that pole towards the back is clearly for stripping. Mad drunk stripping dance party!

KATE LEWIS: (laughing) And my parents aren't sleeping upstairs this time so you can go as wild as you want.

CHERYL: Oh yeah, good point. I didn't apologize to them yet, did I? Hey cousin, toss me my phone.

Molly looked up. Cheryl's bag was sitting next to her. Molly reached into it and found the phone sitting right there. She grabbed it out of the bag and was about to toss it when Kate held up her hand.

KATE: They're still sleeping, Cheryl. Remember?

CHERYL: Right. (after a beat) I'm thirsty. Anyone want something?

KATE: No thanks.

MOLLY HENNESSY: Grab me something.

Cheryl nodded and left the room. Carly just laughed lightly to herself.

CARLY GRANT: Is she always this hyper?

KATE: Yeah...she's a morning person.

CARLY: As long as she doesn't wake everyone up at five in the morning every morning, it's fine with me.

KATE: (grinning) She probably will.

There was a knock on the door.

MOLLY: Yeah?

It opened and Ted, Landon and Charlie were standing there.

CHARLIE: Hey girls, how's it going?

KATE: (smiling at Charlie in particular) It's going good. How about you boys?

CHARLIE: Can't complain.

Ted and Charlie moved further into the room. Ted immediately took a seat next to Molly.

TED: I was looking for you, babe.

Molly just giggled to herself. Charlie edged closer to Kate, keeping up the small talk. Landon hung in the doorway. His eyes moved over to Carly. A fleeting smile dashed across her face.

CARLY: Hi.

LANDON: Oh hey Carly. I was just looking for Chloe. Seen her?

CARLY: (keeping a happy look up) She went to the bathroom with Jenn last time I checked.

LANDON: Ok, thanks. See you around!

Landon backed out of the doorway and let the door shut. Carly immediately frowned. She looked around her. Molly was with Ted. Kate was with Charlie. She sighed and walked out of the room.

Right outside the room, the first thing she saw was Landon and Chloe sitting in the back of the RV, talking. Carly quickly looked away and began making her way to the front. The road was very rocky and Carly had a hard time keeping balance. She passed the bathroom and head a voice inside.

JENN: (O.S.) Oh s*hit! I hate this thing!

There was a small thump. Carly just laughed to herself and kept going up towards the front where Julie and Cheryl were standing. Julie was speaking frantically and Cheryl was struggling with a map.

JULIETTE: The turn is coming up! Is it left or right?

CHERLY: I dunno! I hate maps!

Carly approached from behind.

CARLY: Need a little help with that?

CHERYL: Yes!

Cheryl quickly pushed the map into Carly's hand and sat down in the passengers seat. Not her problem anymore. Carly flipped the map around and found out where they were.

CARLY: Hmmm...the camp ground is over by this old Camp Crystal Lake, right?

JULIETTE: Yeah.

CARLY: Then make the left up here.

Cut to outside the RV. It approached the fork on the dusty back road and gradually drifted to the left. The woods surrounding the wood began to become denser and thicker. More trees and shrubs were visible everywhere. The sun remained high in the blue sky.

Cut back to inside the RV. Julie focused on the road. Cheryl sipped absent mindedly on the water bottle she had. Carly stood in between the two seats examining the scenery that went by.

CHERYL: How are you so good at reading maps anyways?

CARLY: I always used to read them for my dad when we went on road trips.

CHERYL: Ah. You're an outdoors girl.

CARLY: In a way, I guess. I've done my fair share of camping.

JULIETTE: Ever went camping up around where we're going?

CARLY: Yeah, I think so. My dad brought me and my brothers up around here a few years ago. He told us how he went to Camp Crystal Lake as a kid...

Carly's voice trailed off and she seemed to frown. Julie and Cheryl noticed.

JULIE: Something wrong?

CARLY: No, it's just my dad got all weird when we asked more about the camp he went to. He refused to tell us anymore about it. I don't know why I remember this but...his face seemed drained of color and his expression was like he had seen a ghost. Something happened at that camp. I've always wondered what.

CHERYL: Freaky...

Julie just turned away from the conversation and focused on the road again. Carly's frown remained as she pondered over the thought of her dad's summer camp. Cheryl went back to sipping from her bottle.

Cut to the side of the road. The RV zoomed by at about 45 miles per hour. Dust was kicked up in the air and eventually settled back down. In a small ditch besides the dirt road, was an old sign.

Vines, weeds, and shrubs were growing around it. The wood was cracked and warped. The blue paint was chipped and faded. But some words were still just barely visible.

"Camp Crystal Lake. 20 miles"

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 3 - Semi-Charmed Life

Kate made her way up towards the front of the RV. She took a seat in the passenger’s side.

KATE LEWIS: How’s it going up here, Julie?

JULIETTE NEILL: Fine. Kinda boring. Everything on this road looks the same.

KATE: I figured you could use some company.

JULIETTE: Thanks.

Kate smiled and looked out onto the road. It was nothing but trees and a bare dirt road. And that was all it seemed to be for miles and miles.

KATE: Wow, you weren’t kidding. This road is more boring than Shaq’s acting.

ARNO BELTRAMI: (O.S., chuckling) Was than an attempt at re-wording the Shaq line from Scary Movie?

Kate turned around in her seat to see Arno walking up. She grinned.

KATE: Busted.

Arno reached into the small fridge and pulled out a water.

ARNO: (after taking a gulp of water) Funny movie. Although nothing can ruin the greatness of Scream. I Know What You Did Last Summer on the other hand…

JULIETTE: (laughing) I kind of liked that movie. It’s not as bad as everyone thinks it is!

ARNO: Really? I thought it was pretty atrocious.

JULIETTE: I guess it’s a guilty pleasure movie for me.

Arno took another sip from the water bottle.

ARNO: Well, on that note, I’ll leave you girls to whatever it was you were doing. Later.

JULIETTE: Later Arno.

KATE: Bye.

Arno turned around and walked back towards his room. Kate turned to face Julie again.

KATE: So…

JULIETTE: How’s Charlie?

KATE: (caught off guard) Good? I….guess.

JULIETTE: Cheryl filled me in.

KATE: Oh right.

JULIETTE: And then she told me you guys were chatting it up in the bedroom.

KATE: (blushing slightly) I wouldn’t go as far as calling it “chatting up”…more like small talk.

JULIETTE: (laughing) Small talk, huh? Better than nothing. Where is he now?

KATE: Not sure. I think he went back to his room to hang with Steve.

JULIETTE: (suddenly, kind of loud) So get your ass in there with him!

Kate gasped slightly at Julie’s crude language. She usually wasn’t one to curse. Not since her new-age virgin transformation. Kate’s surprise soon dissolved into giggling as she stood up.

KATE: Ok, ok. Wish me luck.

JULIETTE: I’m sure you won’t need it.

KATE: (laughing) Whatever.

Julie just chuckled to herself and turned full attention to the road in front of her. Kate disappeared from the front of the RV.

In the back, Landon and Chloe were sat on the wrap around couch. Chloe was just looking at her nails and Landon was sitting as close as possible to her without actually being on top of her.

LANDON ROCHESTER: So you ever gone camping before?

CHLOE PIERCE: Nope.

LANDON: Do you like camping?

CHLOE: No, not really.

LANDON: What’s the point of coming on a camping trip then?

CHLOE: Jenn wanted to.

LANDON: And…if Jenn wanted to jump off a bridge for fun, you would too?

CHLOE: Yeah, basically.

LANDON: (sarcastically) Interesting. Well it was certainly…”nice” talking to ya.

CHLOE: Bye now, hot stuff.

LANDON: (mostly under his breathe) Right…

Landon stood up and began walking away from the couch. He bumped into Jenn on his way.

LANDON: Oh sorry.

Jenn just looked at him with a look that read “Did you just do what I think you did?”. Landon ignored it.

LANDON: By the way, your friend back there? Kind of like talking to a brick wall.

JENN CLARK: (snidely) Yeah? Well, you’re kind of like looking at one.

Landon just shrugged his shoulders and moved past her. Jenn kept walking and took a seat across from Chloe.

JENN: What did he want?

CHLOE: To get into my pants. I think.

JENN: He was flirting with you?

CHLOE: (grinning) A lot. And I was playing very hard to get. (grin drops into a frown) But I really wanna sleep with him now. He’s so hot!

JENN: I think you lost that chance.

CHLOE: Why?

JENN: He referred to you as a brick wall as he was walking away.

CHLOE: A brick wall? Well…that’s not so bad.

JENN: (dumbstruck) Chloe. He called you boring, rough and anti-social.

Chloe jumped up suddenly as if a light bulb went off in her head.

CHLOE: I need to go talk to him again!

Jenn just motioned for her to sit down. Hesitatingly, she complied.

JENN: (slyly) He’s not worth it anymore. There’s a whole batch of other guys we can have some fun with.

But Jenn had a different plan in mind. She was going to show Landon that he should have gone after her instead of Chloe. She was more perfect, more beautiful and better in the sack. Her goal for the trip had been raised to bagging Ted and Landon.

The girls room. In one corner was Carly sitting by herself looking intently at her Blackberry cell phone in hand. In the other corner was Ted and Molly.

Carly typed in the wireless internet security code and waited as her phone accessed it. She glanced across the room at the lovey-dovey couple. She rolled her eyes but deep down, she couldn’t deny that she missed being like that. Carly missed being like that with Landon.

She shook off the feeling and brought up Google. She went to the search bar.

CARLY GRANT: (whispering as she typed) Camp Crystal Lake, 1980.

That was the last year her father had attended that camp. He never went back after that summer. Carly figured it was a logical place to start searching for some answers.

A plethora of websites began flooding the small screen. Carly began scrolling. Almost every one had the words restricted following the domain name. She couldn’t access any of them. She just continued to scroll until she finally came across one she could click on. The website began to load. Her internet connection was fading as the RV drove deeper into the woods.

Camp Crystal Lake Databank came up across the top of the screen. There was a few hyperlinks that caught her attention. They were labeled Pamela Voorhees, Jason Voorhees, History, and Legends & Myths.

Carly went to the first one. Pamela Voorhees. She clicked it. “Access denied” popped up across the screen and required a password to go any further. She sighed and scrolled down. Same thing happened with Jason names. History and Legends & Myths were no different. Defeated, Carly x’ed out of the internet all together and placed her cell on the ground. She leaned her head against the wall and stared up.

It was hard to drown out the overly affectionate couple across the room.

Ted and Molly were nestled close to one another. They didn’t even seem to notice Carly in the room. It was mostly Molly acting like a love struck high school girl and Ted just basking in her compliments and giving her nothing in return.

MOLLY HENNESSY: Have I told you lately that I love you?

TED BYRNE: A few minutes ago, yeah.

MOLLY: Well, I’ll say it again cause I can never get enough of saying it.

TED: Never?

MOLLY: Nope. Never.

Ted looked away for a split second and rolled his eyes. He looked back at Molly. It’s not that he didn’t like her. They just had opposite personalities. She was open and said whatever she was thinking. Ted was more reserved and kept to himself, coming across as an *beep* to some.

TED: Well, that’s good to know.

Molly randomly threw her hands around Ted’s waist and squeezed him tightly.

MOLLY: This trip is gonna be so much fun! I can’t wait until we get there!

TED: We’re staying out in one of the tents, right?

MOLLY: (giggling and tracing a finger along his chest) Of course! And we can get one just for the two of us.

TED: (nodding) Sweet.

Molly backed off a little with the death grip hug. Ted looked down at her. He leaned in and began kissing her. His hands rose up to the sides of her face. It began to get passionate.

Carly abruptly stood up. They didn’t stop or even notice her walking out the door. She accidentally hit Landon, who was heading back into his room, with the door as she opened it.

CARLY: Oh Landon! Sorry about that.

LANDON: (grinning) No problem. What are you in such a hurry for?

Carly was caught up for a moment looking at his perfect smile. She quickly snapped out of it.

CARLY: No reason really. Just wanted to give Ted and Molly some…”alone time”.

LANDON: (laughing) Right, right. So what’re you up to?

CARLY: Nothing much.

Landon pushed the door to the room open a little more.

LANDON: Let’s hang out some.

CARLY: Okay!

Landon and Carly entered the room to find an interesting sight.

Charlie and Kate were talking and laughing in one corner.

Steve was passed out on top of his air mattress.

Arno was glued to the small television.

Cheryl was dancing around in the middle of the room, her iPod cranked up all the way.

LANDON: Whoa, when did the party in here get started?

Only Charlie and Kate looked over. Steve was fast asleep, Arno was too wrapped up in his movie and Cheryl couldn’t even hear cannons going off over her music.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: Just in time, dude.

CARLY: (laughing) Looks like Cheryl is the only one having a party in here.

Arno turned around quickly at the sound of Carly’s voice. He stiffened up immediately.

ARNO: Ca-carly. Hi!

CARLY: (smiling) Oh, hey there.

Arno started blushing a little so he spun back around.

KATE: So what are you two up to?

LANDON: Not much. We came in to hang out with you guys for a little if you don’t mind.

KATE: Not at all!

LANDON: Alright cool.

CHARLIE: Can I ask you something real quick Landon?

LANDON: Yeah sure.

Charlie glanced quickly at Kate and Carly.

CHARLIE: In private?

LANDON: Oh right.

The two guys leaned close to each other and spoke in hushed tones of whispers.

CHARLIE: How did Operation Chloe go?

LANDON: (frowning) Bad. I don’t think she liked me at all.

CHARLIE: (surprised) Really? The ole Rochester charm didn’t win her over?

LANDON: Guess not.

CHARLIE: I wouldn’t worry about it. She’ll come around. Once she gets some booze in her system…

LANDON: Whoa Char!

CHARLIE: What? I wasn’t saying rape her or anything.

LANDON: Still…

CHARLIE: Whatever, we’ll talk more about it later.

Kate and Carly were standing next to one another, watching the guys talk as if they were in a football huddle.

KATE: What do you think they’re talking about?

CARLY: If I know the two of them, it’s stupid guy stuff. Like, really stupid.

KATE: So no need to worry?

CARLY: Nope.

KATE: Well, that’s a relief.

The two girls chuckled with each other. Suddenly, the music blaring through Cheryl’s headphones paused for a moment. She looked up and noticed people around her.

CHERYL GEORGE: Hey guys! When did you all get here?

ARNO: (from the corner) They’ve been here for a while.

CHERYL: Oh…so you all saw my dancing?

KATE: You put on quite the “show“, Cher.

CHERYL: (shrugging) Everyone has to start somewhere. Now if you don’t mind, stand clear, it’s back to the dancing.

She put her headphones back in and scrolled through her “Dance” play list on the iPod. Techno/dance music began blasting again. She returned to jumping around and attempting to dance. Everyone just laughed at her craziness.

Steve mumbled in his sleep, probably disturbed by the commotion around him. He was still out of it

STEVE ROLLINGS: (mumbling, almost incoherent) Hold your horses people…please.

Cut to the front of the RV. Julie had some music playing softly to keep her entertained. She just stared out the window. She drove onto an even more backwater dirt road, off the main path they had been on for quite a while. The RV bumped back and forth violently.

JULIETTE: Almost there now…

The trees began surrounding the RV and becoming denser. It got darker. Julie kept her eyes peeled for anything in the road. It could easily be blocked by fallen trees or anything of the like. She didn’t expect any people to be back this way though.

But she was proven wrong as a hulking shadow lingered on the road ahead. She couldn’t make anything out about the person but she knew someone was standing there. It was a relatively large figure with a long and slender object in hand.

As quickly as Julie had seen the figure, it had disappeared into the thick of the forest. She shook her head and blinked to clear her mind.

JULIETTE: Just the trees playing tricks on you, Julie….don’t let that legend get to you too much.

She chuckled to herself but couldn’t get the picture of the hulking figure from her mind.

The RV continued deeper into the woods.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 4 - Around the Campfire

The RV came to a slow stop in a large clearing. The dust settled around the tires. Everything was still for a second until the door burst open. Julie was the first once to bounce down the steps and take a deep inhalation of the crisp woodland air.

JULIETTE NEILL: We have officially arrived!

Julie bent down and took a scoop of dirt and soil in her hand. She sifted it back and forth, gazing at it intently for some reason. She suddenly dropped it from her hands and stood back up. She tilted her head back and looked up to the canopies of the trees. Most of the trees were tall and thick. There was a large gap up towards the top which let the sunlight filter down. With a glazed over look, Julie stared up through the green. The air was so clean and fresh. The environment was peaceful and relaxing. She couldn’t stop a smile from appearing on her face. Everything around her seemed almost straight out of her dreams.

JULIETTE: I did good!

CHERYL GEORGE: (O.S.) I’m surprised you managed to get us here in one piece. We all know you have a terrible sense of direction and timing.

Cheryl stepped down from the RV also and let the sunlight engulf here. A smile immediately came across her face.

JULITTE: At least I picked out the best camping site you could ever find around here!

CHERYL: Can’t argue there, you’ve done good Julie.

Julie giggled like a small child getting praised for a good finger-painting. Cheryl stood next to her and observed the vast forest around them.

The rest of the group was inside getting up, stretching from sitting down so long and getting some things together. Steve was still sleeping heavily. Charlie was the only one left in the room along with him.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: Wake up, Sleeping Dumba_ss.

Charlie threw Steve’s bag at him. It landed on his chest and startled him so bad that he flew up into the air and rolled off of the air mattress. He groaned and sat up slightly.

STEVE ROLLINS: Three words for ya. What the hell?

CHARLIE: We’re here. Get your stuff together.

STEVE: Really? I was asleep that long?

CHARLIE: Yeah, you’ve been passed out cold since the 20 minute mark.

Steve just scratched his head. Charlie laughed gently and picked up his bags, walking out of the room. Steve began scrounging around for his things. Charlie entered the hallway and saw Ted heading his way with a small drawstring bag on his back.

CHARLIE: Yo, Ted.

TED BYRNE: Charlie.

CHARLIE: Didn’t see much of you the whole ride over.

TED: I was with Molly.

CHARLIE: (grinning) Molly, huh?

Charlie gave him a punch on the arm and kept grinning.

Towards the front of the RV, Molly, Carly and Kate were looking at the supply closet. Julie had asked them to start brining a few things out.

CARLY GRANT: I got the tents.

She snagged a rather large bag off the floor of the closet and lugged it outside. Inside it were four tents and sufficient stakes and strings for each set up. There was not much else in the closet besides that. A few easily prepared canned and boxed food to last the group a week. Lighter fluid.

MOLLY HENNESSY: Julie didn’t really go heavy on the supplies, did she?

KATE LEWIS: Guess not. She probably forgot most of it.

MOLLY: No offense or anything but she can be very….ditzy at times.

KATE: I know, she’s got her head in the clouds for the better part of the day.

MOLLY: Naturally blonde haired?

KATE: Yeah…

MOLLY: Well, we might have our answer right there.

Kate chuckled out loud but inside she didn’t find it very funny. She knew Molly wasn’t being mean for the sake of being mean, it was just her blunt personality. The conversation was about Julie not packing much supplies and Molly spoke her mind. Very openly. As she usually did.

KATE: I guess I’ll help Carly with those tents.

MOLLY: Ok, sounds good. Those things are a bitch to set up.

KATE: Tell me about it.

Kate turned around and walked out of the RV. Molly turned back to the supply closet. She opened up a backpack she had with her.

MOLLY: (whispering to herself) Good thing I brought extra.

Inside was bug spray, sun tan lotion, tanning oil, more food, flashlights, batteries and an old school walkie talkie.

Kate walked outside. Most of the group had moved out there by now and were idling around, checking things out. Carly and Julie were hovering over the tent bag, talking quietly. Jenn was kicking a stick through the dirt and Chloe was explaining this one time at band camp even though she didn‘t play any instruments. Landon was hanging upside down by his legs from a tree branch. Charlie, Steve and Arno were watching him, very entertained. Cheryl was off in the distance, barely visible. Her curiosity was getting the best of her, making her wander further and further away.

Kate decided to join Julie and Carly and help with the tents like she told Molly she was planning on doing.

CARLY: Looks like we have four tents total.

JULIETTE: (suddenly and worriedly) Oh no!

CARLY: What?

JULIETTE: We’re short 8 tents.

CARLY: Err….Julie, we can fit more than one person in a tent.

JULIETTE: (playing off her stupid comment) Yeah, I knew that. I was just…you know…yeah.

Kate joined the two to find Julie looking semi embarrassed and Carly just laughing loudly.

KATE: Need some help?

JULIETTE: We could use everyone for this. (shouting) Hey everyone! Get over here.

Ted and Molly came out from the RV and sauntered over. Landon hopped down from the tree. He, Charlie, Steve and Arno came over. Jenn and Chloe headed over.

Cheryl was looking at a four leaf clover she found when Julie’s voice rang out. She looked up and saw everything gathering around.

CHERYL: Oh! Wait! I’m coming!

Cheryl hopped over a stick and began speed walking back towards the camp ground. She heard a snap behind her. She turned quickly and gazed out through the almost infinite forest. A bush rustled. Cheryl recoiled slightly in shock. She quickly figured it was an animal and began to jog back.

A large figure moved away from a nearby tree.

Cheryl caught up with the group.

LANDON ROCHESTER: What’s up?

JULIETTE: We gotta get these tents up. (clapping twice) Chop chop people, let’s get to this.

Everyone just kind of looked sideways at the bag.

CARLY: I’ll get everyone started.

She pulled one tent out of the bag and dragged it a clear area. She began to get to work as everyone slowly began to do something.

About an hour or a half an hour later, the sun was past it’s peak in the sky. It was nearing 3 P.M. All four tents were set up in a close proximity. Everyone gathered around in a group again.

JULIETTE: So…if I did my math right, we have four tents and twelve people…

JENN CLARK: (cutting her off) She counts.

JULIETTE: (taking it as a compliment) Thanks, Jenn! But counting isn’t that hard.

Jenn just rolled her eyes. Julie continued.

JULIETTE: We can put three people in each tent! Right, Kate?

KATE: Yup, you got it.

JULIETTE: So pick your roommates for the week! Slumber party with them every night!

Julie raced over to a tent with her excitement bubbling up. She beckoned for Kate and Cheryl to follow. They laughed at their friend’s enthusiasm and jogged over to her.

Landon snapped and pointed at Charlie and Steve.

STEVE: Solid.

The three headed over to the second tent.

Molly linked her hand in Ted’s.

MOLLY: You and me, right?

TED: Right.

MOLLY: Who’s gonna be our third?

TED: Doesn’t matter to me. Whoever you want.

Arno was right about to ask Carly if she wanted to sleep in the same tent as him. Molly tapped him on the shoulder.

MOLLY: We have one more spot in the extra fun tent? Care to join us?

Arno glanced past Molly and examined Ted’s blank face. He couldn’t just say no flat out. He flashed a fake smile and nodded.

ARNO BELTRAMI: Sure! Sounds good.

He walked over to the third tent with Molly and Ted.

Carly began walking over towards the fourth tent, the last unoccupied one. Jenn and Chloe just gave the brown tent a dirty look.

JENN: Why would we sleep outside when we have a perfectly good RV with nice rooms right there?

CHLOE PIERCE: I don’t know! Who knows how dirty these tents are? There’s probably jizz or something all over it.

Julie came up behind them and draped an arm around both of them. They looked at her and were confused by her content look.

JULIE: It’s the beauty of camping outside. Ya know, looking up at the stars while lying on the ground?

JENN: That’s not very beautiful. That just constitutes a shower.

JULIE: Come on girls, have some fun with this. Not many people have this kind of opportunity.

JENN: Julie…not to be harsh or anything but you make it seem like a camping trip is something only a child dying of cancer can go on. It’s nothing that special.

Julie took a step backwards.

JULIE: (distantly, almost sadly) Maybe it’s like that for me, Jenn. This is my birthday getaway so…let’s please make it special. I would appreciate it.

Jenn just nodded. She had this feeling in her stomach like she had wronged someone. She almost never felt like that but seeing Julie sad was something almost no one saw. She was always happy and bubbly like a little kid. Jenn noticed Chloe studying her face.

JENN: (covering up with a remark) Always about her, isn’t it?

CHLOE: Well, it is her birthday weekend after all.

JENN: (groaning) I know. Whatever. Let’s just check out this ratty old tent.

Jenn and Chloe headed towards the tent Carly was in.

Cut to a few hours later. The sun had almost set completely. Darkness was settling throughout the forest. The moon was hidden behind thick clouds. It was hard to see anything more than a few feet in front of you. Some people had put jackets on or changed to jeans and sweatpants. The summer heat had dropped to a chilly breeze. Everyone but Julie was sat around in a circle around a recently built fire pit.

There were stones set around in a circle. Within the circle of stones was a fire starter log and sticks and brush that had been collected. Julie came trudging out with an open canister of lighter fluid. It was splashing and getting all over her. Landon quickly stood up.

LANDON: Let me take that from you, birthday girl.

JULIETTE: Well thanks.

Landon took the fluid as Julie sat down. Landon proceeded to evenly distribute the fluid among the wood.

LANDON: Alright. Anyone got a lighter or a match?

Steve immediately flicked open his custom made lighter.

STEVE: Right here.

Steve picked up a small stick. He held one end in the flame until it caught. He tossed the stick into the pile and a blaze quickly started. Landon screwed the cap back onto the canister and set it aside. He took a seat again. Everyone watched in interest as the fire grew to maximum potential. Julie took a deep breath and scanned her audience.

JULIETTE: (dramatically) Well, campers…do you know why I’ve brought you here? To this exact spot?

A murmur of no’s and I don’t knows circulated around the campfire. Julie grinned to herself.

JULIE: This place, or actually, a place very close to here has a pretty interesting past. Lots of legends and myths surround it.

Carly immediately perked up more. Camp Crystal Lake popped into her head. She knew it wasn’t too far away from where they sat right now.

JULIE: (in a different tone) The year is 1980. The place is Camp Crystal Lake. The day seemed just like any other. The camp had just been recently opened after a chain of horrific events that took place around 1957, 1958. A young boy named Jason Voorhees drowned when the camp counselors weren’t paying attention. The mother went insane not too long after and murdered two counselors. Fast forward back to 1980. A batch of new counselors have come to the camp for the grand re-opening. Everything goes smoothly until…dead bodies begin turning up left and right. The teens are being ruthlessly slaughtered by something or someone lurking in the woods. Some say it was Jason back from the dead, seeking revenge on counselors that let him drown many years before. Some say it was Mrs. Voorhees again, attempting to shut down the camp and prevent anything like Jason’s death from happening again. Some even say it was the town’s local wacko who just snapped when no one heeding his warnings. There were no survivors. No one knows the whole truth…

Julie paused and allowed everyone to take in her story. Kate was clutching Charlie’s arm tightly. Carly and Arno were listening intently. Jenn and Chloe were actually paying attention. Steve and Landon were listening but felt the whole thing was suspicious. Ted could care less. Cheryl was being gullible and taking every word to heart. Molly was looking on wide-eyed.

JULIE: (resumes the story in the same tone) But one thing is for sure. Jason still lurks through these woods to this very day. He waits and watches for unlucky campers just like us to stumble upon the old Camp Crystal Lake grounds. Jason Voorhees is out there.

A strong wind swept through the camp ground. Something stirred off in the darkness by the RV. Some of the girls shrieked. Landon’s bravado quickly faded.

LANDON: What the hell was that?

TED: Something’s out there.

MOLLY: Ted, shut up! You’re scaring me.

Everyone fell silent. They all looked in that one direction. Julie, the valiant story teller, found herself shaking in her boots. She was wrapped up in the story and didn’t notice her dark surrounds. She hated things that resembled scary movies. Like a dark, creepy forest. She began to breath heavily. Her over active imagination was getting to her.

CHLOE: It was just a squirrel, right? Right guys?!

KATE: (softly) Anyone for sleeping in the RV tonight?

Everyone jumped to their feet shouting in agreement. They all began rushing for the RV. The fire still burned.

TED: Guys, the fire.

JENN: (calling over her shoulder) Put it out, you’re a man.

Everyone but Ted clambered back into the RV. Relief instantly swept over them as they stood in the warm and bright RV. Ted headed back to the fire and began stomping on it. Ashes swirled up around him. The fire quickly died down and the smoldering remains died out within seconds.

Molly stood on the RV steps watching her boyfriend. She pulled her jacket tightly around her as the wind kicked up. The fire went out and Ted was engulfed in darkness. Molly didn’t hear anything.

MOLLY: Ted?

Still nothing. She held her breath.

MOLLY: Ted, this isn’t funny at all. Get your ass back here!

The same sound from before was heard. A stirring from somewhere behind the RV. Molly’s blood ran cold.

MOLLY: (pleading) Come on Ted, I wanna go back inside.

Someone suddenly lunged from the darkness and wrapped their arms around Molly. She screamed so loudly that someone else inside the RV yelled out in fright. Ted was laughing hard.

Molly shoved him away from her.

MOLLY: Wow Ted, wow. Don’t talk to me.

TED: It was just a joke, babe!

She turned without another word and went inside. Ted sighed and followed. The door shut behind him and a locking sound was heard.

Something moved past the RV. Something stepped on the smoldering, burnt sticks. Something was out there.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 5 - The Good Times are Killing Me

It was early morning. The land was quiet and the sun was barely over the mountains in the distance. Everything was still around the RV except for the slight crunching of sticks and the tying of a shoe. Carly was bent over lacing up her hiking boot. She was the only one up. She was used to waking up early, she had to do it all year for school and her body had naturally adjusted. Carly stood up and took a few steps forward to test her new boots. They fit well.

She began to start her hike when the RV door creaked open.

VOICE: (O.S.) Where you headed off to?

Carly turned. Landon was standing there, still half asleep. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. His hair was sticking up all over the place and his clothes were all bunched up.

CARLY GRANT: Going for a hike. What are you doing up so early?

LANDON ROCHESTER: I heard someone outside.

CARLY: (glancing at her feet) Oh…sorry about that.

LANDON: (smiling) Don’t worry about it. I’m a light sleeper, if you breathed in or around me, I would jolt awake.

Carly chuckled but still felt bad for waking him. They remained in silence for a moment, staring at each other.

LANDON: (hesitantly) So, a hike you said?

CARLY: Yeah.

Landon thought for a moment. Carly just studied him, waiting.

LANDON: Mind if I join you?

Carly’s face brightened instantly. She smiled and began to nervously push the sticks back and forth with the toe of her boot.

CARLY: Sure! I’d like that.

LANDON: (smiling in relief) Sweet. Well, give me a second, I’ll try and make myself look half presentable without a shower.

CARLY: Ok.

Landon disappeared back into the RV. Carly’s smile erupted even wider. Just her and Landon on a long hike through the woods. She could just imagine them finding the lake that was nearby. Sitting side by side at the end of the dock overlooking the crystal water. Laughing about old times. Reconnecting. Talking about a time where they used to date. Then their eyes would met. One of them would slowly lean in and sparks would start to fly as their lips met in the center.

Carly shook her head. The butterfly feeling in her stomach faded. She was getting ahead of herself. She stood as still as possible and waited patiently for Landon.

Cut to the guy’s room.

Landon was rooting around in his bag for a change of clothes. Charlie begin to stir.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (mumbling) Wh-what….Landon?

LANDON: Shh.

Charlie sat up half-way and rubbed his eyes. He focused his sight on a changing Landon.

CHARLIE: Why are you up so early? Why are you changing? What’s going on?

LANDON: Let’s play 20 questions after I get back.

Charlie sat all the way up now.

CHARLIE: Get back? From where?

LANDON: Nowhere. We’ll talk when I get back.

CHARLIE: (confused) Hu…alright.

Landon just nodded and tip-toed out of the room. Charlie stared blankly for a second before shaking his head and settling back onto his air mattress. He was back to snoring within a few minutes. Steve, Arno and Ted were still asleep around him.

In the girl’s room, only one lone soul was up. That lone soul was none other than Cheryl. She was bright eyed and cheery. No one else was awake to talk to but a smile was tugging at her lips.

CHERYL GEORGE: It’s going to be a good day.

She then slowly remember that today was Julie’s actual birthday. June 12th. She quickly scrambled out from under her covers and went into her bag. She pulled out a large birthday card. She checked the inside. Signed by Cheryl and Kate. One the right side of the card was an entire collage of pictures of the three friends collected over the years. On the left side was a combined effort paragraph wishing Julie a happy birthday and reminding her of all the good times. Cheryl laughed to herself as she read over the card. She folded it back up and tucked it carefully back into her bag.

She bounced out of the room, mind set on making some breakfast for the group.

Outside, Carly watched Landon patiently as he checked his bag. He held it open towards her so she could gaze in.

LANDON: Does that look like enough?

Carly looked and saw objects but didn’t register much in her mind.

CARLY: Yeah, looks fine. Ready to go?

LANDON: Of course.

Carly smiled brightly. Landon smiled back.

CARLY: Then off to the beaten path we go.

Landon and Carly walked side by side, distancing themselves from the RV. It wasn’t long until they were lost in the far reaches of the forest.

An hour or two later. Everyone was still fast asleep. A strong scent of burnt eggs, bacon and waffles began to drift into the bedrooms. Steve was the first one to startle himself awake.

STEVE ROLLINS: Food! I smell food!

Dressed in only a small white undershirt and his boxers, Steve hurried out of the room. He found Cheryl standing in front of the oven/stove attempting to oversee the cooking of all the food.

STEVE: Are you making food?

CHERYL: Why yes, I am.

STEVE: I have a strong craving for bacon and eggs right about now.

CHERYL: You’re in luck. There’s some extra on that plate right there. The rest is for birthday girl.

She indicated a plate off to the side with her spatula. Steve immediately moved towards it. He found eggs that were almost burnt to a crisp, brown and flaky. There were two pieces of bacon charred into oblivion. The pancake seemed decently cooked. Steve picked it up first and bit into it. Cheryl watched in anticipation.

As soon as he bit down, Steve realized the entire inside of the pancake was undercooked. It was runny and nowhere near solid in the least bit. He almost gagged but held it in his mouth.

STEVE: (talking around the food) I think some of the your food is burning.

Cheryl turned back to the stove, distracted from Steve. He quickly spit the half-chewed, undercooked pancake into the trashcan.

STEVE: Not bad.

CHERYL: Thanks! I hadn’t tried them but I figured they’d be good.

Steve just raised his eyebrows slightly and turned back to go to his room.

STEVE: (muttering to himself) How does she manage to burn the hell out of some of the food and barely cook some of the other food at all?

Shaking his head, he went back into the room. Arno, Ted and Charlie were awakening at the smell of someone’s cooking.

ARNO BELTRAMI: (groggy) Something smells pretty good…

STEVE: Smells good, tastes bad. Don’t waste your time.

ARNO: Aw man. It’s not even bearable?

STEVE: Well, that depends. Do you like your pancakes not cooked and your eggs browner than some dirt?

TED BYRNE: (sarcastically) It’s the outdoors experience.

STEVE: I would classify it as a botched attempted at breakfast but that’s just me.

CHARLIE: Who’s the one cooking anyway?

Steve looked sideways at him.

STEVE: Cheryl.

Charlie laughed and scratched his head.

CHARLIE: Aw come on, give the girl a chance. She can be a little ditzy at times but she means well.

Steve sat down on his air mattress and got settled in under the covers once more before answering.

STEVE: I guess you’re right…but for now, I’m gonna catch a little more shut eye. Kick me if you need me.

Steve rolled over to his side and plopped his head back down on the pillow. Charlie and Arno got up out of bed, stretched quickly and headed out the door. Ted lingered behind them for a beat but he slowly rose out, stifled a yawn and walked out also.

He was eye to eye with Molly who was walking out of the girls room.

TED: Morning babe.

He leaned towards her but Molly turned without a word and walked towards the kitchen area. Ted blinked for a second before standing straight up again.

TED: (under his breath) Bitch.

Molly slid into an open spot across from Charlie and Arno.

MOLLY HENNESSY: Morning boys. Ready for some breakfast?

They both nodded uneasily, Steve’s warning rattling in the back of their heads.

CHERYL: (loudly) Good morning fellow campers! Who wants to test the bacon?

MOLLY: I will!

CHERYL: One strip of bacon, coming right up.

She scooped a piece off the pan and onto a paper plate. She handed it to Molly. Molly immediately took a big bite of it. She chewed it in her mouth a few times before freezing and staring ahead.

ARNO: What?

She spit it out onto a plate and covered it up with a napkin.

MOLLY: That was awful.

Charlie and Arno just began laughing. Molly fished around in her mouth for stray chunks of the bacon. A frown was visible on her face.

Smash cut to the woods somewhere. Carly and Landon are sat side by side at the end of a dock. Their shoes and boots are removed and tossed aside. Their toes dip and skim over the cold water.

They sat in silence for a good amount of time, taking in everything around them. Carly sighed then turned to Landon.

CARLY: You see the woods past the lake over there?

LANDON: Yeah, why?

CARLY: That’s where Camp Crystal Lake was. You know, the place from Julie’s story.

LANDON: Really? Right over there?

Carly nodded slowly. Her gaze was locked on the area of land she was currently talking about.

LANDON: So….about the whole Jason Voorhees legend.

CARLY: What about it?

LANDON: He’s not real…right? I mean, you don’t believe in all that crap.

Carly let out a sigh. Landon waited eagerly for a response.

CARLY: No, I guess not. No one knows for sure. Maybe even the Pamela Voorhees thing was made up. All I know is that the camp was shut down for quite some time….a murder spree seems like a logical reason to do that though.

Landon’s brow creased.

LANDON: You just contradicted yourself.

CARLY: Did I?

She looked to Landon quickly, then back out across the water.

CARLY: (after a beat) I don’t really know. I believe some parts more then others, some not at all. I guess that’s a good way to explain it.

Carly picked up a stone that she had felt near her. She turned it over in her hand a few times before winding up and tossing it out across the lake’s surface. It skipped across the blue water leaving resonating ripples. It finally lost momentum and sunk beneath the water.

The camera followed it all the way down. Bubbles escaped from the surface of the smooth rock. It settled on the bottom with a million other plain rocks. This rock in particular had landed right next to something. It resembled a hand almost, water-logged and rotting. The camera panned down the similarly rotting arm to revel a body half buried under the rocks of the lake. Straggly pieces of faded red hair were attached to the head which was turned around in the wrong direction. A bone stuck out from the neck area. The body was ghostly pale and decaying almost everywhere. The skeleton was visible through extremely eroded areas of the body. This body was just another one of Jason’s victims. Closer to escaping then all the other lost souls but in the end, there’s no difference. She was dead at the bottom of the lake just as her friends were dead and scattered throughout the forest. Was there no hope for anyone who ran into this hulking, heartless being?

The camera switched back to the RV.

Everyone was awake now. They circled around Julie who had breakfast and a pile of cards in front of her.

CHERYL: How’s the food, Julie? Fit for the birthday girl?

Stifled chuckles ran through the group. No one said anything out loud. Julie munched happily on an overly crisp piece of bacon.

JULIETTE NEILL: I love it, Cheryl! Just right!

Molly leaned over to Kate who was standing next to her.

MOLLY: (whispering) Guess she likes her bacon extra-extra crispy.

KATE LEWIS: Guess so.

Julie continued eating and scanning over her cards.

JULIETTE: I don’t even know where to start. All the cards looks amazing.

CHERYL: How about mine and Kate’s first?

KATE: (laughing) I think she can decided on her own, Cheryl. After all she is the big 1-9 now.

Julie smiled widely at the mention of her new age. She was getting bored with being 18. 19 sounded so much better.

CHERYL: A little push in the right direction never hurt.

STEVE: Unless it’s a little push right off a cliff.

Everyone just looked at Steve.

CHERYL: Well, technically, “off a cliff” isn’t in the right direction. So there!

STEVE: (coolly) Touché, touché.

Everyone just laughed. This trip was a good idea. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves for the most part. The area was beautiful. It was only their second day there. There was still so much to do. Hiking, swimming, camping out, all that good stuff.

A big smile remained on Julie’s face even after the fact. She loved her birthday. Her reactions to her gifts were on par with a 4-year old receiving a pony. Everyone continued to circle around her.

Nothing could ruin this perfect trip. Nothing.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 6 - No Man’s Land

Carly and Landon were on their way back from the lake they found. They were making more small chat about the legend as they walked. Landon saw a vine hanging from the tall trees. He paused and looked up at it.

LANDON ROCHESTER: Watch this.

Carly laughed gently to herself and stopped walking also. She faced Landon as he took the vine in his hand. He took a few steps back then began running. He jumped up in the air and swung forward then back. He shouted out in excitement as he began to come down. Suddenly, the vine broke off whatever branch it was attached to. Landon stumbled to his feet as the vine came crashing around him. Another loud sound startled the two. They looked over as brush and vines began falling to the ground. It had grown around a wooden sign but Landon pulling on the vine had caused it to all fall to the ground.

The two looked on at the sign with their mouths hanging open. It took a little bit for them to actually process what the arch sign read.

The sign was an arch that arched over what used to be a path. Carved into the wood was three words that were legible but barely. Chipped and faded and almost rotting but still there.

Camp Crystal Lake.

LANDON: (slightly shocked) No way….it is real.

CARLY GRANT: Told you.

LANDON: I thought you said it was on the other side of the lake.

CARLY: (shrugging) I thought it was. Guess not.

LANDON: Camp Crystal Lake! Right here!

They both look down the old path to see if they can get a glimpse of anything.

LANDON: We should investigate.

CARLY: (cocking an eyebrow) You think?

LANDON: Yeah!

CARLY: (checks her watch) Well, it is Julie’s birthday. And she’s probably up by now. We should get back to the RV. But we can tell everyone about it and maybe come back later and check around.

Landon frowned but eventually complied.

LANDON: Hmm…ok.

The two begin their hike back to the RV.

Cut back to the RV.

Cheryl and Kate were bent over the stereo system, debating on what song to pick.

CHERYL GEROGE: “Boys, Boys, Boys” by Lady Gaga.

KATE LEWIS: I don’t think I have that one.

CHERYL: “Starstruck”, Lady Gaga.

KATE: Uhh…negative.

CHERYL: Girl, do you have any Lady Gaga?

KATE: Well, I have the one about the dancing. Forget what it’s called.

Cheryl stepped in front of Kate and began scrolling through the iPod.

CHERYL: (over her shoulder) I’ll handle the music. Why don’t you go find Charlie?

Kate playfully punched Cheryl in the back.

CHERYL: What?! You know you want to.

KATE: I wanna spend some time with my friends too!

Cheryl stood up and looked at Kate. Kate just chuckled, she already knew what Cheryl wanted to say.

CHERYL: Go chat him up Kate, you aren’t going to win him over standing there.

Cheryl gave Kate a friendly push in Charlie’s direction. Laughing and shaking her head, Kate walked off.

CHERYL: Now back to the music selection…

Charlie, Steve and Ted were sitting around the circle that had been set up last night. The fire had gone out long ago and the charred sticks were left behind. No one noticed the half visible footprint embedded in the ashes of the old fire. Kate slid in on the empty spot next to Charlie and looked across the circle at Steve and Ted.

KATE: How’s it going over here boys?

CHARLIE SHEPARD: Good as gold.

Kate chuckled and brushed the hair from her face.

KATE: How about you two?

She was indicating Ted and Steve.

STEVE ROLLINS: I’m chill. A little pissed off at all the bugs but overall? Chill.

Ted just nodded at Kate to acknowledge her. He had nothing else to say.

KATE: Oh. I would offer you bug spray but I don’t have any.

STEVE: (sarcastically) Well, that’s helpful.

KATE: Sorry, Steve.

He simply shook his head and held up a hand.

STEVE: Don’t worry about it. Maybe Molly or Julie brought some. I’ll be back.

Steve got up and walked away from the campfire circle. Ted, who had been kicking stones in the dirt, looked up when Steve mentioned Molly. He glanced behind him where Julie, Molly, Arno, Jenn and Chloe were all standing. He sighed and looked back down.

KATE: Something wrong?

TED BYRNE: No.

KATE: Doesn’t seem like a “no”.

TED: It is a no.

KATE: Are you sure?

TED: I said no the first time, I said no the second time, now for the third time in a row what do you think my answer is going to be?

He stared directly at Kate with a cold gaze. Kate was a little taken back.

CHARLIE: Ted! Back off a little! She was just trying to help for your own good.

Kate put a hand on Charlie’s arm.

KATE: No, it’s alright, I was obviously coming across as a little annoying and nosy. Sorry for asking, Ted.

Ted’s death stare eased up a little but not fully.

TED: (flatly) Sorry.

He stood up abruptly and walked off. Charlie and Kate just watched him go. After he was out of earshot, Charlie sighed.

CHARLIE: I don’t even know why he came on the trip if all he’s gonna do is bitch about it.

KATE: Is he always like this?

CHARLIE: Like what?

Kate struggled momentarily to find the right words.

KATE: You know…moody, quiet, not a people’s person.

CHARLIE: Eh, kind of. Not this intense though. It doesn’t help that he and Molly are fighting…

KATE: Yeah…fights suck.

Kate looked ahead at Molly and the group of people she was standing with. She looked in the opposite direction at Ted standing alone up against a tree. She bit her lip and put her hand on top of Charlie’s.

The camera moved to Molly, Julie, Arno, Jenn and Chloe.

JENN CLARK: (fake smile) Happy birthday, Julie.

JULIETTE NEILL: Thanks, Jenn! Glad you took my “advice” to heart.

JENN: (still smiling widely) What can I say, it was good advice.

CHLOE PIERCE: Wait, wait…when did she give you advice?

JULIETE: You know, when I said---

Jenn held up a hand and let out two chuckles. Then she stopped dead in her tracks.

JENN: It doesn’t matter.

Silence settled among them. It remained for a moment or two before Arno broke it up.

ARNO BELTRAMI: So did you get anything good from your mom before you left?

JULIETTE: I got the keys to the RV and I got to bring you guys along for a camping trip! I think that’s more than enough.

CHLOE: What about money? Or gift cards? Or cute clothes?

JULIETTE: That stuff doesn’t really matter when I can have this.

Julie held up her hands to indicate everything around her. Her friends, the nature.

CHLOE: Yeah…but still. A birthday isn’t a birthday without money, clothes and male strippers.

MOLLY HENNESSY: I don’t think male strippers are…appropriate.

Chloe’s face formed into a look of almost horror.

CHLOE: What?! They’re the best.

MOLLY: I don’t think it’s moral. Not that female strippers are any better…(shaking her head) So degrading.

Loud music suddenly blasted. Cheryl had finally found a good song to play. She began bouncing up and down and singing loudly with the song. Carly and Landon appeared from behind the brush. Landon rushed over to the campground where everyone.

LANDON: Guys, guys! Listen to this!

The music softened and people slowly crowded around him. He began to speak when…

Smash cut to a couple hours later. It was dusk with the sun setting and total darkness quickly approaching. The entire camping group was gathered up in the middle of the woods. Landon shined his flashlight upwards.

LANDON: See! Right there! Camp Crystal Lake.

MOLLY: No way! It’s really the actual camp!

Julie didn’t know what to feel. Different emotions swelled inside her. One part of her was exciting. The actual camp from her legend! It was right in front of her! Another part of her was terrified and nervous. She didn’t know what she would find down the path. Horror movies and especially horror movie situations drained everything out of Julie and replaced it with unbridled fear. This seemed like a perfect horror movie situation. She felt white hot, sweaty and cold at the same time.

JULIETTE: (stuttering) We-well…what do you guys wa-wa-wanna do?

No one answered at first. They were still watching Landon’s flashlight dance across the old sign.

Kate swallowed hard. The dark had always been a fear of hers. It wasn’t an intense “dark-a-phobia” per say but the blackness and the heightened paranoia that came with it got to Kate. It made her feel antsy. At least the group had flashlights. She would have nothing to do with this camp “raid group” if there were no flashlight.

JENN: (scoffing) Obviously we just look at the sign, turn around and leave.

CHLOE: I thought we came to look around!

JENN: We did.

CHLOE: But you said…!

Jenn shone her flashlight in Chloe’s face. It blinded her momentarily and made her shut up.

CHLOE: Hey!

JENN: Shall we go look around, kiddies?

Everyone muttered in agreement. The flashlights turned towards the beaten path. The coronas of light bounced as everyone moved forward. They followed the long, curving path. They finally came up on a couple run down cabins.

CHARLIE: Come on, Kate!

He grabbed her hand and rushed into the first cabin.

CARLY: Well, here we are Landon. Let’s look around.

LANDON: Yeah!

The two walked off towards another cabin. Jenn and Chloe went towards a third cabin. Julie, Cheryl, Arno, Molly, Ted and Steve headed towards the fourth and last cabin.

On Charlie and Kate.

Charlie entered through the doorway and immediately felt dust clinging to him.

CHARLIE: Damn, it’s dusty in here.

Kate pushed away spider webs and joined Charlie.

KATE: What’s so great about this place? It’s dark, dirty and smells weird.

CHARLIE: It’s all about the legend and the adventure, babe. Come on.

They moved further into the cabin. It creaked with every step. They moved out of the foyer/sitting area into what seemed to be a bedroom. Charlie began to move the flashlight over every inch of the place. There were some broken and old toys scattered all over the bed. The window was blown out and tattered curtains hung over the open space. Charlie began to pass over the bed. It was bare, no sheets or coverings. He moved up towards the headboard.

The light passed over the name “Jason” engraved in the headboard.

CHARLIE: (shocked) No way!

KATE: (startled) What, what?

CHARLIE: Look at this!

Charlie shook the flashlight a little to attract Kate’s attention. She looked at the headboard.

KATE: Oh my god…Jason…

There was a sudden footstep from somewhere in the cabin. Charlie and Kate froze. There was more noise, something moving around.

KATE: (insanely quiet) There’s someone in here…

A loud bang!

Charlie immediately moved the light over to the doorway where he heard the noise. A large figure bounded away from the light, escaping from sight.

KATE: (shrieking) That’s a person! Holy s*hit, Charlie, run!

Kate immediately turned and sprinted. It was pitch black but she didn’t care. She burst out the front door and stumbled onto the dirt path. Charlie was right behind her, constantly checking over his shoulder. Kate started screaming. Everyone slowly came out from their respective cabins and gathered around the two.

JENN: What’s all the screaming about?

ARNO: Yeah, what’s going on?

KATE: (out of breath, jumbled up) A person…a big person was in that cabin. I saw him…Charlie saw him. Someone was in there!

STEVE: No way. That’s bull. You’re just messing with us.

CHARLIE: I swear to god, Steve. No joke.

Julie clapped twice in succession. She masked her fear like a pro actress.

JULIETTE: Ok everyone, let’s go back to the RV and call it a night! It’s getting late.

Kate scrambled to her feet, almost in tears. Charlie put an arm around her.

CHARLIE: It’s ok, I’m sure the dark was just playing tricks on us.

Kate wanted to believe him. With all her heart, she did. But she knew what she saw. Someone was in that cabin.

A few hours later. Approaching one or two in the morning. Darkness is prominent everywhere. Everyone is sleeping in their respective tents tonight.

Molly exited the RV after using the bathroom. She yawned sleepily and began to make her way back to the tent. She had made sure Arno slept in-between her and her ass*hole boyfriend. But as luck would have it, she bumped right into him on the way back to the tent.

TED: Hey, Molly.

MOLLY: Hi.

TED: Are you really still mad? For a stupid little prank?

MOLLY: I told you not to mess around with me. You did it anyway. It’s not the prank so much as the you not listening to me.

TED: Come on babe, it was one time.

MOLLY: One time too many, I guess. We’ll talk in the morning.

Molly brushed past him and went back to the tent. Ted just sighed and went into the RV. He flicked the lights on. He took a pen and a piece of paper out of a drawer. He bent over the counter and began to write.

“I’m walking out to the road in the morning and having my friend Dan pick me up. I’m sorry if my bad attitude about everything brought anyone else down. You’ll have more fun if I’m not here. Molly, call me when you read this. Ted.”

He put the paper in the center of the counter where anyone could see it. He went into the bathroom. He shut and lock the door behind him. Ted began to position himself in front of the toilet when something suddenly slammed against the RV window. He stepped back in shock.

TED: Hello?

He looked out the small window. Too dark to see anything. There was a smudge on the window…Suddenly, the RV door creaked open and the entire RV rumbled slightly as someone moved up the steps.

Ted slowly turned towards the bathroom door.

TED: Molly? That you?

He waited for an answer. Everything was silent except for a lone owl off in the distance.

TED: Trying to get me back for last night? God, you’re such a f*ucking hypocrite, you know? I’m pretty sure you’ve been pissed at me all day and night for the same bull and then you go and do it.

He huffed angrily but still he remained in the bathroom. Heavy footsteps moved closer. He had heard Molly walk before. She wasn’t that loud or clunky. Something was off.

TED: (masking his distress) Seriously?

The footsteps stopped. Ted held his breath.

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Choice for Ted Byrne (Le_Viper)

A) Just open the door and see who it is
B) Wait for them to try and open the door
C) Keep asking who it is
D) Huddle in the corner like a baby until they leave
E) Try and fit out the window

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END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 7 - Beauty You Can’t Abuse

TED BYRNE: This isn’t funny anymore.

The footsteps had moved a little closer to the bathroom door and stopped there. Ted put his ear against the door, straining to listen. Everything was quiet again. Ted slowly unlocked the door and held onto the handle. He knew it was probably nothing more than one of friends on the other side. But for some reason, his gut was screaming “Don’t open the door!”. The whole legend, combined with Camp Crystal Lake and Kate seeing someone just made everything seem more tense.

Ted decided he would turn the tables and scare whoever was out there. He practically kicked the door open, burst out and yelled.

TED: Ha!

There was no one there. Ted relaxed a little and frowned. He knew he had heard footsteps, somewhere on this RV. He glanced over his shoulder. No one standing towards the back or so it seemed. It was a little too dark to tell.

He moved forward. The bathroom door began to creak softly behind him. Ted turned around when he sensed something standing behind him. Before he could react, a large palm grasped his face. He felt himself being pulled forward and then thrown backwards with tremendous force. His body slammed into the doorframe and he collapsed back into the bathroom.

Groaning, he began to pull himself back to his feet. A sharp pain was beginning to throb in the back of his head. It was then he saw his attacker as a whole, a figure silhouetted against the shadows of the RV.

Tall and built with tattered clothing. There wasn’t much more Ted could make out except the hockey mask. A dirtied hockey mask with small, faded blue and red dashes. He knew what was standing in front of him. He had heard one too many stories not to know.

Ted went to let out a cry for help but Jason lunged at him. His massive hands took Ted’s head and the two bodies collided. Ted slammed up against the bathroom wall, Jason’s hands still crushing his head. There was a loud dull thump.

Molly, still awake in the tent, turned to her other side and tried to get comfortable. She didn’t hear anything beyond the sounds of nature.

Ted was hurled from the bathroom, slamming into the counter top. His ribs were hit directly and he felt the air slip right out. He fell flat onto his back and looked up at the encroaching Jason. This gave him a new life. As the hulking man came towards him, Ted rolled to the side. He grabbed the other side of the counter top and lifted himself up. Jason grabbed for him but just missed. Ted limped across the RV, down the steps and stumbled out of the door into the cool night.

Like the crisp air, the emotions hit Ted straight on. The pure fear made his whole body feel drained. There was a knot in his stomach and something caught in his throat. Sweat began to form on his forehead. His friends would probably all think he was just joking around. After all, they had just been to the camp and joked about Jason the entire night. No way would they believe him when he shook them awake and shouted “Jason! Jason’s here!” in a terrified voice. But they would be proved wrong. Proved so wrong once Jason came lumbering after them from the shadows. A joke? No one’s laughing anymore.

Ted was about to break into a sprint towards the tents. He wanted to shout out in fright but there was an invisible lump stuck in his throat. All he could let out was a dry, pained cough. As he took a couple steps forward, there was a sharp pain in his back. Before he knew it, Ted was face down on the cold ground. Dirt and dust kicked up around him. He wasn’t sure what hit him but all he knew was Jason was towering over him. His ankles were suddenly gripped roughly. Jason dragged Ted along the rough ground.

TED: (hoarsely) He-help…

Molly was lying on her back staring up at the top of her tent. She sighed. The ground was uncomfortable and her sleeping bag wasn’t providing much support. She glanced to her right. Arno was slumbering peacefully. Ted’s space next to Arno was still empty. Molly laid her head back on her pillow and closed her eyes.

The fear inside Ted was growing every second but he attempted to fight back. He dug his sweaty palms into the earth in an attempt to slow Jason down. The soil filtered through his open fingers as he continued being dragged. Ted thrashed his legs wildly and managed to flip over onto his back and kick his ankles free. Ted began to clamber to his feet.

TED: (shouting) Someone…

He was suddenly cut off as Jason’s hand came swinging in. It grabbed him by the back of his neck and squeezed tightly. His vocal cords crushed together and his throat felt physically closed. Jason lifted him off his feet momentarily and moved Ted closer to himself. Ted clawed desperately at the animalistic hands at his throat. His eyes were wide with terror. Jason pulled Ted back a little but then forced him forward with all his might.

Ted’s face smashed directly into a tree.

Molly sat straight up in her sleeping bag. She could have sworn she heard someone. Straining her eyes, she tried to look through the fabric of the tent. She saw shadows moving around outside.

MOLLY HENNESSY: Ted…?

She watched for a couple seconds but then concluded the shadows were moving inhumanely. It must have been some branches or a bush moving with the wind. She laid back down letting out an exhale of air as she did. Her eyes closed again but she couldn’t dismiss the odd feeling she began to feel.

Jason held Ted in the air by the back of his neck. Blood streamed from his broken nose. One of his front teeth was knocked out. He kicked his feet weakly, barely skimming the ground below him. He was so close to the surface beneath him but he felt so far away.

Jason crushed Ted’s face against the tree once again. He pulled him back. Blood flowed down his face in the darkness. His forehead and the area around his eyes were already turning a deep bruised blue. Another tooth fell into the brush around the base of the tree. It hurt Ted to simply blink with his swollen eyes. Yet again, he was smashed against the tree.

He felt like he was almost floating now. The wind rushed around him. Over him, under him and to his left and right. The only thing tying him to the world now was the pain and the lingering thoughts of Molly. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t feel, he couldn’t taste, he couldn’t smell. The only sense left to him was his hearing. Ted could only listen as his death came closer and closer with each crack against the tree.

Jason smashed him against the chipped bark four times in rapid succession. Once he pulled him back, Ted dangled limply in his hand. Blood dripped from his mouth, his eyes, his ears and the top of his head. No more labored breathing escaped from in-between his lips. Jason slumped Ted’s body over his shoulder and walked off into the night. His stride and posture was unaffected by what just took place.

It wasn’t long until the two were lost in the stretching blackness.

Julie, Cheryl and Kate were sprawled out in their tent in a deep sleep.

Landon, Charlie and Steve all snored lightly.

Jenn and Chloe were asleep facing right while Carly was sleeping facing the left.

Molly had finally drifted off to sleep, Arno in a peaceful slumber besides her. An empty spot remained in the tent.

Morning rolled around soon enough. The sunlight peeked into the tents and slowly stirred the young adults inside. Steve was the first one to actual exit his tent.

He stretched as the sunlight immediately warmed him. He scratched his side and made his way towards the RV to use the bathroom. A note on the countertop immediately caught his attention.

STEVE ROLLINS: Hmm? What do we have here?

He walked over and picked it up.

STEVE: (muttering pieces of it) …walking out to the road in the morning… pick me up. …bad attitude about everything… You’ll have more fun… Molly, call me when you read... Ted.”

Steve frowned slightly at the note. His first thought was “Wow, what a d-bag, skipping out on Julie’s birthday weekend”. He moved to exit the RV and show Molly.

Molly was one of the next ones awoken. She scanned her tent after rubbing her eyes. Ted was no where to be found. Molly was immediately alarmed. She pulled her sleeping bag and accidentally kicked Arno as she scrambled out. He simply groaned. Molly stumbled out of the tent. A few others were milling about outside but Molly didn’t care about them right now. She made a beeline towards the RV.

Steve came outside and saw Molly hurrying forward.

STEVE: Morning, Molly. Just the person I was looking for.

MOLLY: (flustered) What’s up?

STEVE: (holding out the note) I got some bad news. I found this inside.

Molly quickly took the note from Steve and read it over. Without another word, she moved past him and ran onto the RV.

STEVE: (whispering as he watches her go) Poor girl.

The scene cut to about two or three hours later. The group hiked through the woods with Carly at the head and Molly tailing behind.

CARLY GRANT: Should be right around this bend…

Carly followed her own directions and as they moved around some trees, they all saw the beautiful lake. The afternoon sunlight glistened against the calm water. The group exclaimed happily as they rushed towards it. They found a small area of sand that they began to set up towels and shade on. Jenn was the first to pull off her white tank top and jean shorts. She sported a skimpy solid black bathing suit. She let her hair out of the ponytail. It fell in a beautiful light brown mess down her back. The sun shone on her tanned, lean body.

JENN CLARK: It’s about time we found some sun, my tan was beginning to fade.

Jenn closed her eyes for a moment to take in the sun. Chloe came bouncing down in a striped blue and with bathing suit, equally as skimpy as Jenn’s. Her blonde hair shined brilliantly. Chloe went and dipped her toe in the water.

CHLOE PIERCE: Oh! That’s cold.

Jenn opened one eye.

JENN: Don’t be such a queen.

CHLOE: I’m not….you know, there could be a dead body in here?

Both of Jenn’s eyes opened now.

JENN: What? Why would here be a dead body?

CHLOE: Well, Jason and all.

JENN: Yeah I’m sure this lake is just Jason’s personal toilet for dumping bodies.

CHLOE: I know, right!?

Jenn just laughed to herself under her breath. Steve came running in out of nowhere and scooped Chloe up.

STEVE: Ready to go for a dip, babe?

CHLOE: Hey! Put me down, ass face!

Steve kept running with a firm grip on Chloe. He jumped forward as soon as it was deep enough. The two splashed into the water and sunk beneath the floor. The bystanders watching from the shore all laughed. Kate and Cheryl were laying out on towels. Kate glanced up at Charlie who was standing above her.

KATE LEWIS: Hey Charlie?

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: Yeah?

KATE: You better not be planning on doing that to me.

Charlie just grinned.

CHARLIE: Don’t worry, I’m not.

Acting suspicious, Charlie just took a seat close to Kate.

KATE: (laughing) I don’t trust you.

CHARLIE: Well, like 3OH!3 says, don’t trust a ho.

Kate giggled again and put a hand on Charlie’s defined pectoral. Cheryl sat up and looked at the two lovebirds over her sunglasses.

CHERYL GEORGE: (sarcastically) Your flirting disgusts me.

KATE: You’re just jealous!

CHERYL: Totes def.

Cheryl slid her sunglasses back on and settled back onto her towel. As Kate turned back to Charlie, he planted a kiss right on her lips. Kate was surprised but ecstatic at the same time. Their first kiss.

On the dock, Landon and Carly were walking towards the end.

LANDON ROCHESTER: I bet the water’s cold.

CARLY: Maybe, maybe not.

Carly kept glancing over at Landon. He was much more fit than the last time Carly saw him without a shirt. Defined six pack, v-cut torso. The two reached the end of the dock. Their toes stuck off the edge, hanging over the water.

LANDON: Who’s jumping in first?

CARLY: How about we go together?

Landon smirked to himself. Sneakily, he placed one finger on Carly’s back and gave her a slight shove. It was all she needed to get knocked off balance. She went flailing into the water. She surfaced sputtering water and glaring at Landon who was cracking up.

CARLY: Wow!

LANDON: (still smirking and laughing) You were asking for it.

CARLY: At least help me out.

LANDON: I’m not falling for that.

CARLY: Come on, please? I can’t really reach the dock.

LANDON: Fine, fine, if you’re that lazy!

Landon leaned down and reached out a hand. Carly grabbed it and began to lift herself out of the water.

CARLY: (quickly) Why don’t you join me, water’s nice!

She gave a quick tug and Landon went flipping into the water. He came up from the water and spit a mouthful of the lake water into Carly’s face. She flinched and splashed him back. Landon dove under the water and grabbed Carly’s legs, acting like a shark and moving her back and forth. She laughed as Landon dragged her closer to the shore. He surfaced and gave her a quick splash. Both laughing, they jumped on each other and fake wrestled. Their faces moved closer and closer as they pretended to square off. The serene blue water rippled around them.

Steve came swimming up rambunctiously dragging Chloe with him.

STEVE: Who’s up for a game of chicken? Me and Chloe-dawg versus you two.

Carly and Landon broke eye contact and looked to Steve then back at one another.

CARLY/LANDON: (at the same time) We’re in!

Carly quickly clambered onto Landon’s shoulder and they stood ready, perfect poise and balance.

STEVE: Come on girl! On my shoulders!

CHLOE: Do I have to?

STEVE: Yes.

CHLOE: Fine.

She hesitantly complied and the chicken game commenced. Jenn, Cheryl, Kate and Charlie watched from the shore as they got their bronze on. Julie and Arno were happily constructing a sand castle closer to the water. Molly was sitting a little behind the tanners with her knees drawn up to her chest. She had a bathing suit on but her normal clothes were still on top of it. She gazed out across the surface of the lake. A sigh escaped from her.

MOLLY: (outer monologue) Ted would want me to have fun, his note even said so. So what if he didn’t answer his phone? It’s his own fault for ditching out on this fun weekend! I’ll just call him later.

Molly got up, a brighter and happier look on her face. She took off her clothes to reveal her bathing suit. She didn’t care if she was a little pale, looks weren’t important. She began down towards Julie, Arno and their sand castle. As she did, she looked over the lake in a new perspective. But in this new view, she spotted someone on the other shore. Waiting and watching. She squinted but he was gone as fast as she had seen him.

Shaking it off, she squatted down by Julie.

MOLLY: Who wants to make a sand castle?

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[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 8 - Calm Before the Storm

Down on a murky shore, a figure moved through the shadows cast by long hanging branches. The sun barely shined down on this small stretch. The figure approached the water that was sloshing up around the mud. A hand reached down and gripped a slimy handle that was partly sticking out. With minimal effort, the handle and what was attached to it came sliding from the muck.

Jason dipped his machete into the water.

On the complete opposite side of the lake, the young adults were still enjoying themselves on the beautiful lake side. Steve, Landon, Carly and Chloe had just finished their game of chicken. Landon and Carly were victorious. Arno and Julie were examining their finished sand castle creation. Molly stepped aside for a moment.

She walked over to her bag and searched through it for her phone. No new messages. She hit re-dial and called back the last number she had dialed. Placing it to her ear, Molly listened to the monotone ringing.

The ringing ceased. A beep was heard. Ted’s voice recited a flat answering machine message.

MOLLY HENNESSY: (sighing) Ted, it’s Molly. You told me to call after I got your note. So I did. Call me back when you get this, I guess.

There was a beat. Molly closed the phone. “Call End” flashed on the outside screen. She dropped the phone back into her bag.

JULIETTE NEILL: (O.S.) Molly, come back down here! Kate’s gonna get a picture of us with the castle!

MOLLY: Coming!

Molly zipped her bag up and stood. She took a moment to clear Ted from her mind. She turned, a new smile on her face, and ran back towards Julie and Arno.

KATE LEWIS: How do I work this again?

JULIETTE: Power button there and press that to take the picture.

Kate nodded. Julie bounced back over to Arno and Molly. She squeezed in-between them and threw one arm across each of their shoulders.

JULIETTE: Smile guys!

Arno, Julie and Molly all smiled wide. Kate pressed the button and the camera flashed brightly. Julie immediately broke form and rushed over to Kate.

JULIETTE: Let me see, let me see.

Jenn was the only one left tanning. She was sprawled out on her towel, sunglasses off and eyes closed. A cloud passed in front of the sun and Jenn felt the shadows fall over her. She abruptly sat up.

JENN CLARK: Hey, what gives?

Cheryl, while still reading a magazine, replied.

CHERYL GEORGE: It’s a cloud.

JENN: Yeah, I know, I’m not Chloe.

CHERYL: That’s true. Why the comment then?

JENN: I want my sun!

Jenn just folded her arms across her chest and stared up at the cloud that was blocking her precious sun. It was rather large and ominous looking. Charlie leaned over towards Cheryl and Jenn.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: I think it’s supposed to rain.

CHERYL: Aw man. Really?

JENN: (shocked) No! It can’t rain! I need to tan.

Charlie simply pointed out across the lake, way out by the horizon, past the trees on the other side. Large, dark clouds like the one tainting the clear blue sky right now were collecting.

CHERYL: How are we supposed to camp when it’s raining?

Charlie shrugged.

CHARLIE: Hopefully it’s nothing bad. Maybe it’ll blow over quickly.

JENN: Yeah or we could have 10 inches of rain and the worst storm in years. Hell, even a hurricane.

CHARLIE: (sarcastically) Way to look at things optimistically.

JENN: Hey, you got to look at all sides of a situation.

Charlie just chuckled to himself and looked out at the lake again. Then he glanced at Kate who was walking back towards him.

CHARLIE: (smiling) Let’s just enjoy what we have right now.

Cheryl looked at Charlie and furrowed her brow. What an unusually sappy thing for him to say. As she looked at him, she realized his gaze was following Kate. She gave him a playful punch in the shoulder.

CHERYL: Your one cheesy kid.

Charlie slowly turned his head around to face her.

CHARLIE: (grinning) What ever are you talking about?

Cheryl gave him another shove and laughed.

CHERYL: Oh shut up.

Kate approached and sat back down on the towel next to Charlie. He put an arm around her and embraced her. Without saying a word, she just nestled closer to him. Cheryl looked at her best friend, happy as could be. She let out a happy sigh and laid back out on the towel. Who cares if it storms? They could all have fun another way.

Landon, Carly, Steve and Chloe were all toweling off down by the water and making small chat about their recent chicken game. Chloe playfully hit Steve’s chest.

CHLOE PIERCE: You have really strong shoulders.

She dragged her hand up from his chest and rubbed his shoulder slightly, all while smiling. Steve flexed momentarily.

STEVE ROLLINS: I used to hit the gym a lot back in the day.

CHLOE: It really shows. My, everything is so defined and hard. I bet everything else is like that too.

STEVE: You got that right. Rock hard and more.

CHLOE: (smirking almost) Impressive.

STEVE: You know, I have an idea.

Chloe bat her eyes at him and puckered her lips slightly.

CHLOE: (innocently) What?

STEVE: We should go back to the RV. Just the two of us. Get to know each other a little better. Scratch that, a lot better.

CHLOE: Ooohhh sorry big boy, maybe another time.

Chloe gave a quick, fake smile and spun on her heels. She walked away, up towards Jenn. Steve kicked at a stone in the sand.

STEVE: (mostly to himself) Damn. Girl really does have a heart of ice.

Steve walked off also.

Landon laughed to himself, having heard the entire conversation.

LANDON ROCHESTER: (re: Steve and Chloe) And to think, me and you used to be like those two.

Carly looked up from drying herself off. She gave a nervous chuckle.

CARLY GRANT: Yeah, we were like that, weren’t we?

She was wondering where this conversation was going as she studied Landon’s face. He was gazing into space, daydreaming perhaps, with a trace of a smile on his face.

LANDON: Now that I think about it, we beat around the bush so much before we actually went out.

CARLY: (laughing, still slightly nervous) I think I liked you all of junior year but you were obsessed with that Kellie girl.

LANDON: Oh god…Kellie? I only said I liked her to put up a front because I really liked you. You never seemed to be interested in me.

CARLY: Because I thought you wanted Kellie! So I never tried to express any interest.

Landon began laughing hard, giving himself a slap on the forehead. Carly laughed alongside him.

LANDON: That’s kind of ironic. Look at us now though. Best friends. I like this, I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Landon gave her a bright smile. She smiled back but there was a sense of desperation behind her eyes.

CARLY: (looking down) Yeah….best friends. It’s good this way.

Landon, still beaming, patted her quickly on the back. The two began walking up to the rest of the group. They sat down in front of Charlie, Kate and Cheryl. Julie came scuttling over holding her camera and a folded up stand.

JULIETTE: I want to get a group picture of everyone. Get situated while I set up the stand.

Everyone agreed. Steve, Chloe, Landon, Carly, Molly, Cheryl, Charlie, Kate, Jenn, and Arno all gathered together in a group. Julie unfolded the stand and positioned it in the sand. She put the camera on it and checked the view. Looked perfect. She set the timer for ten seconds and hurried over to the group.

JULIETTE: (giddy) Ok guys, when I count down from 3, everyone say cheese.

The red light of the camera continued flashing.

JULIETTE: 3...

The sun was passing it’s peak in the sky.

JULIETTE: 2...

The dark clouds over the horizon were slowly encroaching.

JULIETTE: 1!

EVERYONE: (shouting) Cheese!

The camera flashed as everyone yelled out and put on a smile or a goofy face. Julie hurried over to the camera again to check how the picture came out.

JULIETTE: (giggling) I love it!

She saved it and started packing up her camera. Everyone sat back down and began talking again. Julie sat back down with them after the camera was safely put away.

JULIETTE: So what do you guys want to do now?

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Freeze! Group choice! Teenaged, Ks_Bubba, Dyno, Dan, Alex, Sam, Ethan, Claire, Kellie and Almost_Famous. There are three possible options for you to do next. List your character under the option you want to them to do.

A) Head back to the RV. It’s going to rain soon.
B) Go explore Camp Crystal Lake some more.
C) Stay on the beach. Sun is still out and the water is nice.

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And an individual choice for Arno Beltrami (Bul)

Which group are you going to follow?

Group A, B or C?

LoD

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[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 9 - Rain and Pain

Charlie, Chloe and Arno entered the RV. A few splatters of rain hit the windshield. Charlie approached the front and peered out the window up into the sky. Dark clouds were beginning to hover just beyond the tops of the trees.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: Looks like we got back just in time.

CHLOE PIERCE: (O.S.) Oh thank god.

Chloe let out a sigh of relief. Charlie looked at her, confused.

CHARLIE: What?

CHLOE: Rain plus my hair equals bad.

Charlie just nodded. He never really fully understood the whole reason why girls freaked out when rain hit their hair. He didn’t really care either.

Chloe disappeared into the bathroom. Charlie took a seat in the driver’s seat and continued to peer up into the sky. Another rain drop the front windshield and streaked all the way down.

CHARLIE: (half to himself) Sucks for everyone who stayed at the beach and went to explore the camp again…

ARNO BELTRAMI: (from behind Charlie) We could have a bigger problem with the rain.

Charlie spun around in his chair.

CHARLIE: Huh? What’s up?

ARNO: I was just looking out the windows back there and I noticed we parked in all loose dirt and soil. That’s all going to turn to mud if it pours like it’s supposed to. The RV’s tires could sink in and then the mud could harden around it. I could get more scientific about it but basically, it’s going to be hard as hell to get out if that happens.

Charlie thought for a moment. He came up short.

CHARLIE: What can we do?

ARNO: Moving it seems like the only option.

CHARLIE: It’s all dirt and soil like that though. Everything around here is going to be mud.

ARNO: (shrugging) We may have to relocate all together.

CHARLIE: Yeah….only thing is, Julie hid the keys somewhere for “safety measures”. We probably won’t find it that easily.

ARNO: (grinning) I think we can find it. I mean, it’s a hiding spot picked out by Julie. How hard can it be?

CHARLIE: (laughing) True. Well, let’s get looking then. The rain is starting to pick up.

Charlie got up from his chair and began searching in drawers around him. Arno began looking also. The rain pattering softly against the RV began to increase.

Ten minutes prior. The dark clouds were scarce in the sky at this time and the sun was still shining through the trees. 4 girls were standing in a similar area. The beginning cabins of Camp Crystal Lake. Everything was less scarier with the sun still out. Cheryl, Julie, Kate and Carly got a good look at the run down cabins.

CHERYL GEORGE: Wow, this place really is a dump.

JULIETTE NEIL: No one’s been here for a while.

Kate’s eyes were glued to the cabin she and Charlie had explored last night. She kept imagining a shadow moving past the broken windows. She kept imagining that headboard with “Jason” engraved on it. He was real. But was he really still out in the woods, lurking and waiting for unsuspecting blood? Kate shook her head as Carly began to move forward.

KATE LEWIS: (nervously) I already went in that cabin. There was nothing good. How about we check out that one?

CARLY GRANT: Oh ok. Yeah, that one looks better anyway.

The four girls headed for the cabin directly across from the one Kate avoided. They moved up the rickety wooden steps onto the small porch. As Cheryl stepped on, the boards broke under her feet and one foot went right through the wood. She let out a little shriek as she fell and splinters stuck into her leg.

CHERYL: Aw s*hit. That kind of hurt.

Julie quickly swooped down at her side.

JULIETTE: Cheryl, are you alright? Are you hurt? Anything broken?

CHERYL: I’m okay. Just feeling a little fat right now.

Kate couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

CHERYL: Yeah yeah, laugh it up Miss Anorexic.

Julie took a hold of one of Cheryl’s arms then glanced up at Carly.

JULIETTE: Help me pull her out?

Carly nodded. She took a hold of the other arm. Slowly, they pulled Cheryl out. They guided her away from the hole and sat her down against the outside cabin wall. They examined her leg.

There were red bumps everywhere splinters had stuck in. No blood or any other visible damage.

CARLY: We should get those splinters out now. That wood was really old and rotting. You could get infected.

Cheryl’s eyes went wide. She began pulling on the splinters.

CHERYL: Ok, you heard the girl, get these splinters out!

Julie and Carly helped, slowly extracting the small slivers of wood from her leg. After they were all done, Cheryl stood back up and walked around. Her leg seemed fine.

CARLY: You know, you might want to dip your leg in some water. Clean out anything the wood stuck into your leg.

CHERYL: Sorry, no can do.

CARLY: Why not? The lake isn’t too far back that way. We can be there in ten.

Kate intervened.

KATE: Water’s a little phobia of hers.

CHERYL: Little? I’m pretty sure you saw what happened when Alex threw me in the pool at his birthday party two years ago.

CARLY: Oh sorry. I didn’t know.

CHERYL: It’s all good, honey. You learn something new every day.

Carly just gave a little half smile.

JULIETTE: Now that schools over, let’s head inside!

Julie moved forward and grabbed the handle of the cabin’s screen door. It snapped off it’s hinges and slammed to the ground. Dust was sprayed up into the air. The bang echoed through the cabin.

JULIETTE: Sorry door.

CHERYL: I’m sure the door doesn’t mind, Julie.

Julie, Cheryl, Carly and Kate moved inside. An odd stench immediately filled their noses.

KATE: Oh god, what is that smell?

They looked around. Mounted up on the wall were trophy fishes but by now they were rotting and decaying away. It was mostly skeletons.

CHERYL: How pleasant.

Carly walked closer to the fish and looked at the plaques they were mounted on. She noticed one that looked familiar. The inscription said “SJG, 1980”. Immediately intrigued, Carly turned around and headed for the stairs.

CARLY: I’m going to check upstairs.

JULIE: Be careful!

Carly moved up the winding staircase carefully and found herself up where all the bedrooms were. She went into the second one. The room was a mess. Cobwebs hung in every corner, old trash was all over the floor and overturned boxes littered one side of the room. Carly slowly moved in, looking all around. She looked at the metal spring bed. There was a large hole in the middle and faint red stains around it. It looked like something had been stabbed into it. She traced a finger over the tattered bed.

CARLY: (softly) Blood…?

She walked away from the bed over to an old dresser. She opened up the drawers and swatted the spider webs away. There was something inside one of the drawers. Carly picked up the dusty photo album. She set it on top of the dresser and brushed the dust away. The cover read “Camp Crystal Lake” and under that it said “ Group 1 Red Indians”

CARLY: (recognizing the name) Red Indians.

She opened up the cover and flipped through all the pictures of the campers that had stayed in this cabin. She reached the last entry dated 1980. Looking among the faces of the young boys, she pointed out a familiar one. SJG, Samuel Jonathon Grant.

CARLY: Dad!

Carly immediately thought back to Julie’s campfire story. Something had ravaged the camp, killing people off that year. No one ever knew who it was. She glanced back at the blood stain on the bed. Had her father been involved in the massacre somehow? Is that why he was so horrified of this place?

Clutching the photo album close to her chest, Carly headed back downstairs. As she entered the hallway, something creaked from the other end. She faintly heard footsteps.

CARLY: Julie? Cheryl? Kate?

KATE: (O.S.) We’re downstairs.

The creak happened again. Carly squinted into the darkness. The window at the end of the hallway was boarded up and sunlight was not filtering in anywhere. She held her breath until a crash from downstairs startled her. She let out a scream. Julie immediately came racing towards the stairs as Carly ran down them.

JULIETTE: Carly, what is it?

She reached the bottom and took a moment to catch her breath.

CARLY: Nothing. That crash just scared me.

JULIETTE: Sorry about that. Hey, what’s that you’re holding?

Carly held out the photo album.

CARLY: Oh this? It’s pictures of the kids who came to this camp and stayed in this cabin. My dad’s in it.

JULIETTE: Your dad went here? That’s so cool!

Carly opened her mouth and was about to explain how her dad was here the last year the camp was open. But in the end, she kept it to herself. She just nodded and smiled in reply to Julie.

Cut to the other side of the cabin.

Cheryl was sprawled out on the ground in an overturned chair. Kate helped her to her feet.

KATE: You’re just extra clumsy today, aren’t you?

CHERYL: I swear, God is out to get me.

Kate just laughed. She took one last look around what appeared to be the sitting room. She caught a glimpse of a masked face outside the window, looking in. She gasped loudly and clutched Cheryl’s arm tightly.

CHERYL: Whoa! Chill out.

KATE: There’s someone there! In the window!

Cheryl turned around. There was no in the window.

CHERYL: (jokingly) Don’t get me exited like that, Kate.

KATE: I’m getting out of here. This camp is freaky, even in the day time.

Kate stormed out of the sitting area. Cheryl just frowned.

CHERYL: (sarcastically) You just had to scare her, didn’t you Jason?

She followed Kate out. Kate hurried to the front door and walked outside. Carly and Julie walked after her in confusion.

JULIE: Kate? What’s going on?

As Kate moved down the stairs, she stopped and took a double take around. The masked figure was nowhere to be found. It was clear. Cheryl, Carly and Julie caught up.

JULIE: Kate?

KATE: I saw someone again.

JULIE: Again? Didn’t you say you saw someone in the other cabin last night?

KATE: Yes! We aren’t the only ones here!

Carly ignored the conversation for a second. She held out her hand and felt rain. It was starting to come down.

CHERYL: I think that’s a little extreme, Kate.

KATE: Ok, don’t believe me. But I know I saw someone. Charlie did too.

The rain was quickly increasing. The girls heard it pattering against the patched cabin roofs.

JULIE: We better get back, I guess. Rain’s coming down kind of hard now.

Within a couple minutes as the girls hiked back down the path, it was pouring. Behind them, without them noticing, a large figure ran across the path. He quickly disappeared into the bushes as fast he had emerged. Kate spun around thinking she heard footsteps. No one was there. They continued trudging through the rain.

Cut to ten minutes prior again. We are at the beach.

Landon, Steve and Molly were lying down again taking in the last stretch of sun. Jenn was pacing back and forth in front of them. She made the rounds a few times before someone finally sat up and said something.

LANDON ROCHESTER: Everything alright, Jenn?

Jenn began walking more on her toes so her ass stuck out as Landon watched her.

JENN CLARK: (smiling) Everything’s fine with me. How about you?

Landon was a little off put by her niceness. By now, Landon assumed she would have told him to shut it.

LANDON: Uhh, I’m good?

JENN: That’s good. Being good is good.

Molly and Steve noticed the difference in her tone of voice also. They sat up, intrigued.

MOLLY HENNESSY: What’s with the personality turnaround?

JENN: (in her usual voice) What? Shut up.

STEVE ROLLINS: There’s the Jenn we all know and don’t really love.

JENN: Hey Steve, how about you go smoke your life away? How does that sound?

STEVE: It sounds good actually. I haven’t smoked in a day or two.

JENN: (snidely) Oh. Go do that then.

Steve stood up and picked up his shirt.

STEVE: And you go on being a bitch and be hated by everyone you meet. Sound like a plan?

JENN: (laughing, almost cackling) Hated? Last time I checked, everyone likes me and you’re only liked in your little stoner clique.

Molly and Landon looked at each other, both shocked by the argument breaking out.

STEVE: Oh right, I forgot how much everyone loves you. That’s why they all talk s*hit on you behind your back.

JENN: (gasping) Ok, that’s it. I’m done fighting. Screw you.

Jenn stormed over to her towel and began forcing her clothes back. Steve pulled his shirt back on and simply chuckled to himself.

STEVE: Rollins, 1. Clark, 0.

Landon and Molly were at a loss for words. Such a random, harsh fight. They stood up also as a light drizzle began to come down on them.

MOLLY: Perfect time for it to rain.

LANDON: Yeah. We better pack up and head back to the RV.

The two began picking up their clothes and gathering up their towels and bags. Jenn came stomping past.

JENN: Landon, Molly, let’s go.

STEVE: (just to piss her off) Oh ok, whatever you say Jenn.

Steve began walking after her. Molly grabbed his shoulder.

MOLLY: I wouldn’t piss her off anymore. Julie doesn’t like people fighting.

Steve just nodded. The three caught up with Jenn and walked in silence. The only sound was the heavily increasing raindrops coming down. The ground beneath them started becoming muddy and slushy.

LANDON: We should get back to the RV quickly, this rain is bad.

JENN: Are you saying run? You know I don’t run.

LANDON: Well then you can stay behind and get lost in the woods. Come on guys.

Landon started as jog. Molly and Steve followed him. They started running. Jenn sighed.

JENN: Wait! Wait!

She began running awkwardly after them. It was hard to keep your footing.

Cut back to the RV. Arno came back out from the girl’s bedroom.

ARNO: She’s out like a light in there.

CHARLIE: Right. Any sign of the key?

ARNO: No, I didn’t find anything.

CHARLIE: S*hit..

Arno and Charlie were both thinking of places to look when suddenly, the RV lurched. They both stumbled slightly.

CHARLIE: What was that?!

ARNO: Oh no, the tires are starting to sink.

CHARLIE: That quickly?

Charlie looked out the window. It was pouring so hard that it was hard to see out clearly.

ARNO: Idea. You keep looking for those keys. I’m going to try and dig the mud out away from the tires and keep it from solidifying around it.

CHARLIE: Ok. Be careful out there. It looks bad.

Arno opened up a cabinet and pulled out a tire iron he had found earlier looking for the keys. He opened up the RV door and the sound of the falling rain immediately amplified. He sighed, walked outside and shut the door. The rain was muffled. After a beat, Charlie began searching again.

Arno was immediately soaked. He walked over to the back tires that were sinking in the mud. He examined them for a moment, brushing his wet hair aside. He crouched down and with his hand, tried scooping the mud away and tossing it aside. Mud from around the tire just quickly flooded in and filled it’s spot.

ARNO: S*hit.

He looked at the tire iron. He wasn’t sure what good it was going to do but he had grabbed it just in case. He tried to put it to use. Arno quickly grabbed a large branch and walked back over to the tire. He put one end of the tire iron in the hubcap of the sinking tire. He attempted to lift the tire out of the mud so he could place the stick under it. He wasn’t strong enough. Mud continued swirling around it.

He threw the branch aside and let out an exasperated gasp. He slicked his hair back again. Suddenly, he heard fast footsteps coming in his direction. He heard the feet splashing against the watery mud.

ARNO: Charlie?

Arno turned around.

Cut to somewhere in the woods.

Steve, Molly, Landon and Jenn were still running quickly through the woods. Jenn was a little bit behind. They jumped over large puddles and dodged fallen branches and sticks. Steve glanced over his shoulder to see where Jenn was.

LANDON: (O.S.) Steve, in front of you!

Steve turned around and saw a tree in front of him. Still running, he quickly stepped to the side and just barely missed it. He slipped in a deep puddle and fell towards a bush. Hidden behind the bush was a large slope. Steve fell through the bush, not expecting the slope and rolled all the way down.

MOLLY: Steve!

They stopped running. Landon, Molly and Jenn approached the edge carefully and peered over. Steve was laying at the bottom, covered in wet mud and groaning. The rain was causing the slope to be slick with run off. There was no way Steve could climb back up. And the three up top had no rope.

MOLLY: Steve, are you okay?

He tried to stand. He fell back to the ground, holding his ankle.

STEVE: (yelling up) I think I twisted my ankle or something real bad.

JENN: (muttering) Dumb ass. What are we supposed to do?

Landon shook his head. He, Molly and Jenn stood soaked in rain, confused and cold. How were they supposed to get Steve out?

Cut back to Arno. He turned around to see who was running towards him. His blood suddenly ran cold, making his entire body numb to the driving rain. Fear exploded inside of him. Jason Voorhees was running right towards him. He knew it wasn’t one of his friends dressed as the infamous legend. It couldn’t be.

Arno was about to scream but Jason was coming too fast. He swung the machete at Arno who dove out of the way into the mud. It splashed up all over him. The tire iron fell into the mud. The machete stuck into the tire, rupturing it. Air began to hiss out.

On the RV, Charlie felt it lurch again. He figured Arno was failing at clearing the mud away. He moved towards the back and looked out the window. It was raining too hard to see anything.

Outside, Arno struggled to get back to his feet. The mud was posing as a problem. Jason ripped his machete from the tire and focused on Arno again. Arno finally got to his feet and narrowly avoided the swinging weapon again. Arno slipped against the side of the RV. Jason stabbed the machete towards Arno’s chest but Arno held the tire iron in front of it and deflected the stab. Without thinking, he swung the tire iron at Jason’s head. Jason grabbed the tire iron and ripped it from Arno. Arno stumbled forward.

Jason held the tire iron over his head then slammed it forward. He impaled Arno straight in the forehead with it. The momentum threw Arno back, tire iron sticking from his face. He slammed against the RV and the tire iron sunk in deeper, sticking into the metal of the RV also. Jason backed up. Arno hung there by the tire iron in his head.

Inside, Charlie heard something slamming against the RV outside. He quickly looked up.

CHARLIE: Arno?

Chloe came stumbling out of her room.

CHLOE: (groggy) What’s with all the noise outside? I’m trying to sleep in here.

CHARLIE: (worried) I’m not sure.

Cut outside. Driving rain.

The rain had washed all the mud from his body. He still hung limply. Blood streamed down from his forehead, mixing with the water and running onto his clothes. It also dripped out of the other side of the tire iron.

Jason began to approach the RV door.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 10 - Overflow

The rain refused to let up. The skies were literally opening up and unleashing a downpour that seemed to have no end. Jenn, Molly and Landon hovered over the steep slope. Everything around them made it seem like they had been looking down at Steve for hours with no solution. In reality, it had been four or five minutes. Nonetheless, still no solution.

LANDON ROCHESTER: I can only think to use rope. Think there’s any back at the RV?

They had to shout to one another to communicate clearly. The driving rain was loud and drowned out a normal speaking tone.

MOLLY HENNESSY: I doubt Julie packed any. I don’t see her being that prepared.

LANDON: (angrily) S*hit! What are we supposed to do?

Jenn and Molly looked at him with blank expressions. They had just as much of an idea as Landon had. Steve, still grasping his ankle, called from below.

STEVE ROLLINS: (shouting up) Just go back! Find everyone and someone will think of something! I’ll be fine until then!

JENN CLARK: You idiot, we’re not just leaving you here.

Steve knew she was right. There was a stream near him that was rapidly flooding. The mud swirled around him and it wouldn’t be long until it was piling over top of him. He couldn’t stay at the bottom of this embankment for much longer.

STEVE: I don’t see any other suggestions being thrown out.

JENN: Yeah, well, no smart ones are being thrown out either!

STEVE: I’m just trying to figure this out.

Jenn placed her hands to her hips. She didn’t know what to do. Landon was thinking hard. He noticed the mud enveloping Steve and the encroaching water.

LANDON: Can you move at all?

Holding his ankle, Steve raised up from the mud. He hobbled a few steps on one foot then sunk back to the ground.

STEVE: I can’t get any footing with my ankle like this.

MOLLY: How about this? One or two of us go back to the RV to get help and someone stays here with Steve.

JENN: Now that’s an idea I can agree with.

The three looked amongst each other.

LANDON: So who’s going back?

MOLLY: Well, I can if you want me to. It was my idea so I should run back.

LANDON: You alright with that?

Molly nodded.

LANDON: Hurry. We don’t have much longer until that thing fills up and floods over.

Molly nodded again. She turned around and squinted through the rain. She indicated the right direction and began running.

JENN: (calling out) Be careful!

She wasn’t sure if Molly heard her over the rain. After Molly was quite a way away, Jenn’s face contorted in confusion.

JENN: Wow…why was I just nice right there?

She shook her head real quick.

JENN: (muttering) This trip is doing weird things to me…

Landon peered over the slope again.

LANDON: Hold on, Steve! Molly went back for help.

Steve just made eye contact with Landon. He looked back down around him. Water from the overflowing river was mixing with the muck he was stuck in. With his good leg, he stirred up the mud and freed himself from it, moving over slightly. The embankment was swelling with water and mud. It was raising too quickly. Molly needed to hurry.

Cut to the RV.

Charlie and Chloe were standing inside, listening to the rain pound above them.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: What’s taking Arno?

Chloe just looked at him sideways.

CHLOE PIERCE: How should I know? The kid probably slipped in the mud and knocked himself out with that tire iron.

CHARLIE: (partly ignoring her comment) He should have been back by now.

CHLOE: If you’re so worried, go outside and check on him. As for me, I need a shower. The lake does not do good things for my hair. And this weather is just making me feel all….blugh! A hot shower will do the trick.

CHARLIE: Ok.

Charlie glanced at the door. Maybe he should check on him.

Chloe went into the girl’s bedroom and retrieved some clothes and a small towel. She exited and went into the small bathroom. The rain seemed more muffled in there. It made the storm seem peaceful almost. Glancing out the window though, Chloe could tell it was anything but peaceful.

With a content sigh, Chloe let her hair fall from her ponytail. She ruffled it with one hand. Then, she pulled back the shower curtain. Taking a moment, Chloe attempted to figure out the shower nozzles and handles. She pulled one and water spurted out from the shower head.

CHLOE: Yay, first try.

She felt the falling water with her hand. Cold. She recoiled back and adjusted what seemed to be the temperature knob. After a couple minutes, Chloe felt it again. Hot. Just right. She smiled. Chloe pulled back the shower curtain. She pulled off her top to reveal she had no bra on. She pulled off her shorts and stood in front of the mirror with nothing but her underwear. She stared at herself, motionless and silent.

CHLOE: (smiling after a beat) Still got it, Chloe.

She pulled off her underwear and turned back to the shower. Steam was beginning to roll out and fill the bathroom. The curtain reeled back and Chloe stepped in, sighing contently once more as the hot water cascaded down her. The curtain pulled shut. Chloe’s slender figure was silhouetted against the almost transparent shower curtain.

Charlie pulled his hooded sweatshirt over his head. He adjusted it around him then began walking over to the RV door. Before he opened it, the door began rattling. It stopped but then rattled again, more intensely this time. Charlie wasn’t sure if the hinges could take this kind of abuse.

CHARLIE: Arno? That you?

The door continued shaking, two times as hard. Charlie stepped back in confusion.

CHARLIE: Arno, dude, calm down! You’re gonna bust the door down.

As soon as Charlie finished his sentence, the door went flying open. Before he could even react to what was going on, Jason stormed up the steps. His entire body hit Charlie. Charlie hurtled backwards, his back slamming up against the wall. He crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

Jason stood in a wet puddle on the floor. Remnants of the rain fell from his body. He began to raise his machete, eyes locked on Charlie. Before he swung, beautiful humming filled the RV. Jason slowly turned his head to the sound. The bathroom. The machete lowered slowly to his side. Jason made his way over to the bathroom door.

Inside. The entire bathroom was filled with steam from the hot water. It was hard to see Chloe’s outline against the curtain. She hummed sweetly along with an unknown song. Cut inside the shower. Chloe has her eyes closed and her head held directly under the shower head. Water fell onto her blonde hair and streams down. A door creaked open behind her.

Chloe’s hands immediately flew to her chest. She glared at the very faint, shadowy outline standing in the door.

CHLOE: Charlie! What the hell?! Get out!

There was no answer.

CHLOE: Uhh, hello? Anyone home? I said get the f*uck out!

No answer again but this time, the figure began to enter the bathroom more.

Cut to Julie, Kate, Carly and Cheryl. They trudged through the thick mud and driving rain. Their hair was in damp, thick messes about their heads. Julie was the only one with a remotely happy look visible on her face. The other three didn’t seem too happy to be outside in such weather.

CHERYL GEORGE: (groaning) Why does the trip back seem so long?

CARLY GRANT: It’s the weather.

CHERYL: Yeah….I hate rain. It’s another form of water that I’ve come to despise.

Cheryl shivered slightly. She wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to stay warm. Lightning cracked brightly across the sky and a boom of thunder sounded immediately after. Kate let out a little shriek.

CARLY: This isn’t good, storm is right on top of us.

JULIETTE NEILL: Aw man, seriously?

CARLY: Yeah, it’ll probably last for a good couple of hours.

JULIETTE: Bummer. Oh well, we can find something fun to do inside.

Carly just nodded. She brushed her wet hair out of her face and continued trudging on. Kate felt a cold breeze at her back. She looked all around her. The four girls were alone in the woods. But she couldn’t help feeling that someone was watching them. Following them. But she knew it was just paranoia.

KATE LEWIS: How far away are we?

CARLY: A couple minutes at least.

Kate groaned. She was cold, wet and scared. She kept picturing that masked figure in her head. Hopefully, Cheryl was right. Hopefully it was nothing but Kate’s imagination. But that didn’t change the fact she saw the figure twice.

The group of girls kept marching along as dark clouds raged above them.

Molly was sprinting through the woods. She was more careful this time, looking out for any hidden slopes or branches sticking from the ground. She suddenly slowed to a stop and doubled over, out of breath. She looked up around her. Through the heavy rain, everything looked the same. Molly wondered if she was going in circles even though she had only been running straight. Where was the RV? In all directions, there was no sign of any RV or any people.

MOLLY: S*hit…

She picked a random direction and began walking.

Cut to Landon and Jenn. Landon was pacing irritably and Jenn was standing there, occasionally glancing to Landon or Steve.

LANDON: What is taking her so long? The RV is only like five minutes from here.

Jenn shrugged.

JENN: Maybe she got lost.

Landon shot her a look.

JENN: Just joking. Calm yourself.

Landon just shook his head at her and continued pacing. Jenn sighed to herself. She moved under a tree where the rain wasn’t coming down as hard. Cold and stressed, Jenn simply slid to the ground and brought her knees to her chest.

STEVE: (suddenly, O.S.) Guys! I’m stuck!

Landon hurriedly rushed to the side of the slope, peering down. Steve was flopping around trying to free his good leg from the mud. It was rapidly swirling around him and enveloping him. The entire embankment was flooding.

LANDON: Steve!

STEVE: I can’t get out!

The mud and the water came up rapidly. It reached his chest and approached his neck. Steve craned his neck upwards to avoid going under.

LANDON: Jenn, we have to do something. Now.

Jenn jogged over.

JENN: What are we supposed to?

LANDON: (flustered) I don’t know, something.

STEVE: Landon! Jenn!

They both looked down. Steve reached his hand up as the watery muck flooded over his head.

LANDON: That’s it, I’m going down.

JENN: Landon, you’re crazy!

Without another word, Landon jumped. He flew down the slope and splashed entirely into the muck.

JENN: (screaming) Landon!

Both men stayed under. The rain continued to come down, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Jenn screamed again.

JENN: Landon!!

Jenn’s voice echoed out through the woods. Cut back to the group of four girls. Jenn’s voice fades out. The RV was in sight.

CHERYL: Yes! I see the RV!

Kate and Julie yelped out happily. All four girls put their hands over their heads, bowed down and sprinted back to the RV. They approached from the back side, wrapped around and ran right inside without looking around. They missed Arno’s body.

They immediately noticed Charlie unconscious on the floor and the door, knocked off it’s hinges, laying on the ground.

JULIE: Oh my god! Charlie! What happened here?

Kate swooped down to his side. She pushed some hair from his face and looked upon him. He looked peaceful but Kate knew something bad had happened. Fear crept up on her.

KATE: Charlie?! Can you hear me?

CHERYL: What the hell went down here?

Julie looked at the door and the broken hinges.

JULIETTE: Someone busted down the door….wait, where’s Arno and Chloe? They came back with Charlie.

She looked around the RV and noticed the shower was running. She began towards it.

JULIETTE: Arno? Chloe?

Kate was still hovering over Charlie, worried. She had thoughts of that masked man attacking him.

CARLY: We should rest him on something. Here, you two get his head.

Cheryl and Kate picked him up by his head and shoulders. Carly got his legs. They lifted him slowly and brought him towards the back. They rested him on the wrap around couch there. Cheryl and Carly backed off but Kate swiftly took a seat by his head.

KATE: I’ll wait with him until he comes around.

Julie poked her head into the bathroom. The hot water was still running. The shower curtain was ripped off and thrown to the floor.

JULIETTE: (confused) What…

She noticed some mud tracked on the floor.

Cheryl and Carly were quietly conversing about what was happening.

CHERYL: Do you think they were attacked by you know who?

CARLY: If you mean Jason, no. I don’t think so.

CHERYL: (shrugging) The legend does say he goes after people who invade his territory. And we’ve clearly been in and on his property more then once.

CARLY: Yeah but that’s just a legend. It’s a story for little kids to be scared of.

Carly glanced away from Cheryl. She felt that the legend was true, deep down. But she didn’t want to scare Cheryl or Kate or Julie or anyone else. Things were already hectic enough what with the missing people and the unconscious one. A frown crept across Carly’s face.

CHERYL: Something wrong?

CARLY: (drawn out) No…I…I was just thinking. About what happened here.

Cut to Molly. Her speed walk had slowed to a normal walk. She looked all around her. The forest still seemed the same. The rain wasn’t letting up. Molly was cold and shivering by now. The afternoon was waning and things grew darker. She wondered what was happening with Steve and the others. She felt like she had let them down by getting lost. She hoped they managed ok without her help. Sighing, Molly continued trudging.

Through a clearing, she spotted a cabin! Molly picked her head up and felt the coldness slip away. She broke out into a run, darting past trees and bushes. She ran through the clearing and straight up to the cabin door. It was run down, yes, but no where near as bad as the camp cabins they had been at earlier. Molly knocked on the door twice. It creaked open, giving her a small look inside.

MOLLY: Hello?

There didn’t seem to be anyone there. Molly pushed the door all the way open and went inside. The foyer was completely empty. It was only one story. Molly could see what appeared to be a bedroom on the other end of the cabin. Nothing but a bare bed was situated in there. There was also a door that concealed something behind it. Molly walked in further, every step creaking on the wooden floor.

MOLLY: Is there anyone home? I kind of got lost out there and I was wondering…

Molly’s voice trailed off as she thought she heard noises. Footsteps were coming up the steps and approaching the front door. In a state of panic and confusion, Molly ran directly into the “bedroom”. She slipped under the bed and glued her eyes to the door. After a few seconds, it swung open and a hulking figure came into the center of the foyer.

She let out a soft gasp and clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle anymore sounds. Jason scanned the entire cabin from his spot. He had heard something inside. Slowly, he walked over to the bed Molly was under. Her entire body began to tremble as his footsteps echoed out against the wooden planks. He drew closer. He stopped right at the foot of the bed. Molly stared in utter fear at his old, dirty boots.

She squeezed her eyes closed. The entire cabin was silent except for the muffled sound of the rain falling outside. A pin could be heard being dropped. She kept her hand over her mouth to keep herself from crying out. She heard footsteps walking away. Molly opened up her eyes, sighing silently. Her tense body relaxed but only a little.

It was then that Molly noticed Jason had someone draped over his shoulder. It was Chloe clad in nothing more than a small towel. Her eyes widened again. If Jason had stolen Chloe away from the RV, what had happened to the rest of her friends? Had he killed off Landon, Jenn and Steve before getting Chloe and following her? Were Arno and Charlie okay? What happened to Julie, Kate, Cheryl and Carly at Camp Crystal Lake? Most importantly of all, what about Ted? Had he ever really left with his friend or did Jason get to him first?

Molly wanted to scream. She wanted to cry, shout for help and run until her body physically couldn’t carry her anymore. But instead, she remained silent under the bed in the cabin while she watched Jason. Watching and wondering of all the bad things that could have happened. Was Chloe even alive? Molly could have been the only one left of the group. A tear ran down her face and onto her hand which was still plastered over her mouth. Horrific images streamed through her mind. But all the while, she stayed quiet. Perfectly quiet and perfectly still.

Jason went through the only door in the cabin, Chloe still over his shoulder. Molly heard Jason dropping down, below the cabin. His footsteps disappeared.

It was then, she wanted to run. Sprint away from the cabin, seek safe shelter and huddle in a corner. Fear froze her to her spot. Molly remained under the bed, tearing up. She could only mutter three simple words.

MOLLY: (choked up) Oh…my….god…

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 11 - It’s Not Over

Jenn was on her knees, leaning over the edge of the slope. There was no sign of either men. She held her breath as she leaned on the ground with one hand and held her soaking hair out of her face with another. A lone bubble rose to the top of the watery muck and burst at the top.

JENN CLARK: (shouting) Landon! Steve!

A hand suddenly shot up from the mud, flailing wildly. It was followed by a head rising up and then another head. Landon and Steve thrashed around in the muck, coughing and sputtering
JENN: Finally! Get your asses up here!

The two guys struggled to stay above the surface as they floated over towards the side. They both grabbed a root or a rock and steadied themselves.

LANDON ROCHESTER: (shouting over the rain and rushing water) We’ll float up to the top with the water!

Steve just nodded and gripped another solid spot in the slope and let himself float up with the water. They were approaching the top. Jenn leaned over more, ready to help them up.

JENN: Can you guys hurry up? I need to get out of this rain.

STEVE ROLLINS: (sarcastically) Sorry that my possibly broken ankle is a burden to you, Jenn.

JENN: (frowning) Just…come on.

Landon was near the top. He threw one hand up and dug it into the wet soil. Jenn grabbed his other hand and helped hoist him up. They both stumbled backwards a little. Then they both came back and helped lift Steve up also. Steve flopped to the ground, dirtied and wet. The rain immediately began to wash the mud off. Jenn and Landon helped him to his feet.

LANDON: Can’t walk on it at all?

Steve put his bad foot on the ground. He put pressure on it and tried to step forward. He immediately hissed in pain and hobbled around. Landon came up and grabbed Steve’s arm, throwing it around his shoulder.

STEVE: Thanks, man.

Landon just nodded. Supporting Steve, he began to walk along. Jenn jogged up to them then slowed her pace down.

JENN: We better get back now.

Lightning cracked through the dark, clouded sky once again. The three went at the fastest pace they could.

Cut to the RV, bathroom interior. Julie was bent down examining the bathroom around her. She looked at the muddy footsteps, obviously made by a large boot. Then she picked up the shower curtain. Upon unfolding it, Julie noticed a large gash through it. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise. She dropped the curtain and got up quickly, turning off the hot water that had still been running.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (O.S., loud and suddenly) Jason!

Julie immediately rushed out of the bathroom. Charlie was sitting straight up on the couch he had been laid on. His arm was gripping Kate’s shirt tightly. Kate, Carly and Cheryl were all staring at him.

KATE LEWIS: (trying to calm him) Charlie, it’s okay. It’s just us.

CARLY GRANT: Did you just say….

Charlie was breathing heavily. Still gripping Kate‘s shirt, he slowly stood up.

KATE: Charlie, what is it? Talk to us.

He gulped hard before he spoke.

CHARLIE: (hesitantly, nervously) He’s real. He…I saw him. He attacked me.

CHERYL GEORGE: (laughing) You’re crazy. You honestly want us to believe Jason Voorhees stormed the RV and attacked you?

CHARLIE: I’m not lying! (quickly runs a hand through his hair) Arno and Chloe…where are they?

KATE: They weren’t here when we got here.

Charlie sunk back down onto the couch seat. He tried to maintain his composure.

CHARLIE: He killed them….they’re dead.

KATE: Charlie! Don’t say that!

Charlie stared up at Kate. There was a burning passion in his eyes.

CHARLIE: I don’t know why he let me live…but if Chloe and Arno are gone…

Cheryl scoffed loud enough for everyone to hear. She chuckled again after it.

CHERYL: Charlie…show’s over. Chloe, Arno, you guys can come out now! It was real funny.

Julie, who had been standing behind them, held out the shower curtain. The ruffling got the group’s attention. They looked over to her.

JULIETTE NEILL: (in a small voice) I think Charlie is telling the truth. Look at this curtain, it’s slashed up. And the door was broken down when we got here and Charlie was out cold. A little extreme for a “prank”.

Kate, Carly and Cheryl just gaped at what Julie was holding, not sure what to say about it. Charlie began breathing hard.

CHARLIE: I told you…I told you. He’s here.

CARLY: It can’t be. Jason is nothing more than a myth. A legend. Stuff from people’s dream.

Kate sat down on the couch next to Charlie. She was on the verge of tears.

KATE: This can’t be happening…not to us. I don’t want to die!

Kate began crying into her hands. Charlie was still breathing erratically, staring ahead blankly. Cheryl quickly sat by Kate and put an arm around her.

CHERYL: It’s ok. We’ll get everyone back to the RV and drive the hell out of here and get the police.

Kate didn’t respond.

CARLY: The police…Julie! Call the police!

JULIETTE: (stuttering) B-b-but the service…it-it’s bad out here.

CARLY: We have to try.

JULIETTE: Ok…I will.

Julie quickly hurried into the girl’s bedroom. She found her bag and pulled out her cell phone. She ran back to the others and quickly dialed 911. Call was immediately lost.

JULIETTE: It’s hopeless.

CARLY: You have to keep trying. I’ll try and call everyone who isn’t back yet. Who’s missing?

JULIETTE: Uhh…

She racked her brain for a second.

JULIEETE: Arno, Chloe, Landon, Jenn, Steve, Molly and Ted.

Carly immediately went to her phone.

Cut to Landon, Jenn and Steve. They were moving at a fast pace through the rain. They weren’t too far from the RV now. Landon heard a faint ringing from his bag.

LANDON: Wait.

JENN: What? Why are we stopping? It’s still raining if you haven’t noticed.

Still supporting Steve with one arm, Landon grabbed his bag with the other. He fished around and pulled it out. Call from Carly. Landon cupped one hand on his ear to hear better.

LANDON: Hello? Carly?

CARLY: (O.S., very broken and static filled) Landon, can you hear me?

LANDON: Carly? Carly, you there? The service is terrible out here.

CARLY: (O.S., very broken and static filled) Landon! We’re in a lot of trouble! You need to get back…now.

LANDON: Huh? Trouble? Carly, I can barley hear you.

CARLY: (O.S., very broken and static filled) Just come back, quickly! Jason is out there and we’re in a lot of trouble.

At that moment the call was lost. Landon had picked up the words Jason and trouble. He stared blankly at his phone while the rain covered the screen. He quickly wiped it on his wet shirt and stored it away again.

LANDON: Something’s up. We have to get back.

Cut to Molly. She was still under the bed. She didn’t have the courage to move. Suddenly, she felt a vibrating in her pocket. Her phone! She quickly pulled it out and saw an incoming call from Carly. She only had one battery left. She killed it earlier trying to call Ted so much.

Molly answered.

MOLLY HENNESY: (hushed, rapidly) Carly? Oh please, you have to help me. I’m stuck in Jason’s--

She stopped talking when her phone beeped. She looked to it. The phone had used up the last of it’s juice trying to connect to Carly’s call.

MOLLY: (frightened) No, no, no, you can’t die yet! Please turn back on!

The phone powered on but only momentarily. The screen went red and then black again. She almost broke down in tears but she held it together. Slowly but surely, she pulled herself out from under the bed. Molly crept out into the main, empty room. Every single footstep creaked on the wood and echoed out. She was sure Jason heard all of it and would be coming soon.

VOICE: (O.S., screaming) Help me!

Molly froze in the center of the room.

A few moments earlier.

Chloe was lying against a chain fence wrapped in only her towel, which was now stained red. She was sitting on solid dirt ground. The rain was barely audible. Around Chloe was a collection of boxes and other things. Most of them were burnt. She slowly began to come to. She opened her eyes and took a moment to remember what happened. As soon as she recalled, her eyes shot wide open and her blood ran cold. She opened her mouth to scream but stopped herself in time. She figured he was down here. Somewhere. She began to shiver.

Standing up, Chloe clutched her towel. She was breathing heavily and looking around. It was then she realized she had blood on her hand. She opened the front of her towel and looked at herself in shock. A long gash from her shoulder stretched diagonally across her body, across her breast and ending near her hip bone. She quickly closed the towel around her. She squeezed her eyes shut.

CHLOE PIERCE: (terrified, panting jaggedly) Oh my god…

Chloe was recalling the moment in the bathroom.

Chloe was staring at the shadow lingering in the doorway. They began to move forward.

CHLOE: For the last time! I’m showering here, I would appreciate if you get the hell out! God…

The shadow kept moving forward. Chloe was about to pull open the curtain and scream at the peeping tom but she realized he was raising something. It looked big, almost like a sword.

CHLOE: Charlie…?

The figure swung the weapon towards her. It ripped through the curtain and slashed across Chloe’s body. She screamed in terror as she slipped backwards, blood splashing everywhere. Chloe fell to the bottom of the shower, screaming and blinded by her hair.

Hands began grabbing at her. She was still screeching but soon she stopped. Everything began to spin. She felt herself leaving the hot water. Everything was black after that.

Jason lugged Chloe’s “body” over his shoulder and exited the bathroom.

Present time. Underground tunnel.

Chloe slowly moved forward, digging her hands into her towel. The gash across her body wasn’t too deep but it could certainly scar or leave some damage. A tear dripped down her already wet face as she looked left and right. She didn’t know where to go. Her mind was racing. Her heart was pounding. Fear was coursing through her. Chloe began moving left and she bumped into a box. It tipped over and spilled it’s contents all over the ground.

Chloe gasped and jumped back at the noise it was making. She settled down a little bit and looked at the things among the pile. She noticed a sweater that seemed to be in decent condition!

She grabbed it out of the pile. She dropped her bloody towel and pulled the sweater over her head. It was large, hanging down past her hips but not quite to her knees. It was better than a skimpy towel. Before Chloe could move forward again, she heard something behind her. She slowly turned.

Jason was standing at the end of the tunnel, eyes on her. The machete was at his side. He began running after her.

Chloe screamed and ran in the opposite direction.

CHLOE: (shrieking) Help me!

Chloe stumbled around a corner and blindly ran through the dimly lit tunnel system. She was already tired, panting jaggedly and erratically. Nonetheless, she kept running.

Molly was frozen in her spot in the center of the room. That scream was stuck inside her head. She knew it was Chloe. She couldn’t just leave her to die. She was in trouble. Although trembling and terrified out of her mind, Molly approached the door to the tunnel. She opened it slowly and looked down. She took a very large breath and slowly climbed down. The door creaked shut behind her. Molly immediately stopped in her tracks as she heard running footsteps and another scream.

Chloe quickly ran down the perpendicular hallway, not noticing Molly at the other end. Molly was about to call out when she heard large, lumbering footsteps following Chloe. She gasped and quickly ducked behind the wall knocking over a shovel in the process.

Jason suddenly halted to a stop at his end of the tunnel. He stared down the hallway and saw nothing but the knocked over shovel.

Cut to Molly. She was barely concealed by the wall she was pressed against. She couldn’t see Jason but she knew he was standing there. She could feel his presence. Jason was visible in a grainy camera view at the other end of the hallway.

Cut back to Jason. He rose up his machete and continued his chase of Chloe.

Molly heard the footsteps running in the opposite direction. She slowly got up from her hiding spot and picked up the shovel, looking at it. She took another deep breath.

MOLLY: Hold on, Chloe…

She began jogging through the tunnel.

Cut out into the rain that was still not letting up. Landon, Steve and Jenn appeared in the distance and were approaching the RV. They speed walked past the tents which had been flattened by the downpour. They could see someone standing up against the RV as they came closer.

STEVE: (squinting) Is that…Arno?

They all looked at the person as they came closer. Upon nearing Arno, they noticed what had happened. They saw his eyes wide open, scared and dead. They saw the tire iron imbedded in his forehead. They saw the blood leaking from the severe head wound. It hit them that Arno Beltrami was dead in front of them.

Landon dropped his arm from around Steve, unable to look away from Arno’s dead body.

Steve suddenly collapsed onto the ground, not caring that mud had been splashed back onto him. He couldn’t stop staring either, in utter shock.

Jenn took a few steps back. Her eyes were wide. She kept shaking her head back and forth.

Jenn began screaming her head off.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 12 - Slash

Jenn was still screaming. Julie appeared in the doorway of the RV.

JULIETTE NEILL: Jenn! Landon! Steve! Get in here!

No one answered. Jenn stopped screaming but her eyes were still locked on Arno’s body.

JULIETTE: Guys, you gotta hurry…

Julie’s voice trailed off when she noticed how shocked everyone looked. She finally looked over to where they all where. Her heart immediately dropped into her stomach. Her throat tightened up. Her eyes watered up. She collapsed onto the RV steps unable to say anything. Cheryl and Carly were standing behind her.

CHERYL GEORGE: Julie, what is it? What’s going on out there?

Julie reached up and grasped Cheryl’s arms. Cheryl gently lifted her back to her feet. The tears were coming down now and she kept shaking her head.

JULIETTE: No….no….no….

Julie sobbed into Cheryl’s shoulder. Carly and Cheryl looked to each other.

CARLY GRANT: I’ll check it out.

Carly walked out of the RV and the rain soaked her once again. She didn’t care too much at this point.

CARLY: (calling out) Landon! What’s going on out here?

Landon snapped out of his trance.

LANDON ROCHESTER: No, Carly, get back inside. You don’t need to see this.

CARLY: See what?

Landon helped a struck Steve back to his feet. They started walking back over to the RV. Carly’s gaze happened to drift to her right where Arno’s body was positioned. She immediately looked away.

CARLY: Oh my god…

Landon hurried up the steps, ushering Carly and Steve on. He saw what was going on inside. Kate was teary eyed and lying against Charlie who looked like he was in deep though. Cheryl was leaning against a wall, comforting a bawling Julie. Carly didn’t know what to do or think. Steve limped over to a place to sit, running a hand through his slick, wet hair. Landon turned back to Jenn.

LANDON: Jenn!

She looked up to him and stormed up onto the RV. She took a quick glance around while huffing loudly. She wiped mascara away from her eyes and wrung out her hair. Then she stood tall again.

JENN CLARK: Ok, who wants to tell me what is going on? That Arno kid is f*uking dead!

No one answered.

JENN: Well? I doubt he slipped and impaled himself to the side of the RV.

JULIETTE: (yelling through tears) Jenn!

JENN: What?

JULIETTE: (on the verge of anger) Have some sympathy, just this once. Arno was murdered in cold blood and all you can do is curse and talk bad about him.

Jenn didn’t know what to say. She just stared at Julie, blinking mindlessly for a few moments before answering.

JENN: Mur…murdered?

Julie could only nod. Cheryl just sighed sadly.

JENN: But…how? By who?

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (O.S.) Jason. Jason Voorhees.

Jenn looked towards the back of the RV. Charlie stood up and walked over to the main group.

JENN: It can’t be. I thought that guy was nothing more then a legend.

CHARLIE: So did I. Until I saw him with my own eyes. He attacked me.

Jenn threw her hands up into the air.

JENN: If what you’re saying is true, then why the hell are we still here? Why haven’t we drove out sorry asses out of this place?

CHERYL: Molly and Chloe are still out there. We can’t just leave them.

JENN: If he’s really out there, it’s probably a safe bet that they’re long gone.

Carly suddenly lunged at Jenn. She grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and held it tightly. She got right in her face.

CARLY: (hissing) Look at me. Listen to me. I don’t know why you’re such a cold hearted bitch all the time. Maybe you had a bad childhood or maybe your last boyfriend stomped on your heart. Frankly, I don’t care. But right now, like Julie said before, get the hell over yourself. Other people could be in danger right now. Think about them for once. For god’s sake, your best friend is still missing out there! To me, it seems like you could care less. So stop being such a selfish bitch and help us figure out how to get our friends back.

Carly released Jenn, who stumbled backwards slightly. Carly was breathing heavily. Everyone was staring at her, silent and slightly shocked. Jenn brushed off her shirt and fixed her collar. Things were quiet and tense on the RV. No one knew what to do next.

Cut to the tunnel. A dim lantern was visible fixated on the wall. It flickered for a moment. Screaming was suddenly heard. Chloe rounded a corner, almost tripping and falling. She maintained her balance and kept running, past the lantern.

CHLOE PIERCE: (screaming) Oh my god! Somebody please help me!

Chloe continued running through the labyrinth like tunnel. She came upon a small hole that had some burnt debris laying in it. She examined it up down while panting jaggedly. She began climbing in but took a moment to look behind her. There didn’t seem to be anyone. Chloe turned back around and started making her way through when a large hand grabbed her sweater.

CHLOE: (blood curdling) Noooo! No!

She began thrashing her legs. Jason easily started dragging her closer to him and further out of the tunnel. She kept kicking him and trying to dig her hands into the soil. Jason wrenched her out of the hole and dropped her to the ground. It was then Chloe looked up and got a good look at the hulking figure. Her eyes locked onto his freshly sharpened machete in his hand. But for some reason he wasn’t raising it. He simply stared at her.

Chloe was whimpering and holding her hands in front of her face. She was waiting for the inevitably. Surprisingly, Jason only reached down and roughly tugged on the sweater sleeve. Chloe freaked out and tried to move away from him.

CHLOE: No! No! Don’t f*ucking touch me!

Jason hauled Chloe up to her feet and slammed her up against the dirt wall. She felt the wind get knocked out of her. Jason moved closer to her, pulling the sweater up towards her head. Chloe kept screaming and throwing her fists forward, trying to knock Jason away.

Suddenly, a loud echoing sound rang out. Jason stumbled away from Chloe, releasing the sweater. With wide eyes, Chloe looked over at Molly who was panting heavily and holding the shovel high.

CHLOE: Molly! Thank you so much!

MOLLY HENNESSY: We have to leave…now!

Molly grabbed Chloe’s arm and quickly ran away. Jason suddenly swung the machete and just barely missed the girls. The two sprinted as fast as their legs would carry them. They were both tired but they kept going. A good amount of time went by but Molly soon noticed a hallway that looked familiar.

MOLLY: There! That’s an exit!

CHLOE: Hurry, hurry.

They sprinted down the hallway with the last of their energy. They reached the end, tired and panting extravagantly. Molly looked to the door that was above them. It led back into the main cabin.

MOLLY: We just have to get this to open.

Molly reached up on her tippy toes and tried to push on the door. It was firmly shut and they weren’t tall enough to reach the knob.

CHLOE: The shovel! Break it open!

Molly moved backwards and began swinging the shovel against the wooden door. It was old and easily broken through. The sound was very loud though. Footsteps began running closer to the girls.

CHLOE: (frantically) No! Please hurry!

Jason appeared at the end of the hallway and hesitated as he eyed up his prey. Machete at his side, he began sprinting after them. Chloe screamed and Molly began to swing the shovel faster. She finally cleared out enough of the door to fit through. She dropped the shovel, pulled herself up and rolled into the cabin.

She scrambled around and leaned in to help Chloe out. Jason was almost in reach. Molly lifted her up and Chloe began to squirm through the broken door. Jason raised up his machete as he came even closer. Molly pulled Chloe towards her with all her might. Chloe came through the broken door and they both fell to the floor and rolled backwards. Immediately getting up, they saw that Jason was gone.

CHLOE: (terrified) Where the hell did he go?

Molly scanned the cabin. She looked at the front door but hesitated to run towards it. Everything was silent expect for the pattering rain and the labored breathing of the scared girls.

CHLOE: Let’s get out of here before he comes back.

Chloe scrambled to her fee and jogged towards the front door. She noticed Molly wasn’t following.

CHLOE: Molly? What the f*uck are you waiting for?

MOLLY: He’s waiting for us out there…

CHLOE: What….what are you talking about?

MOLLY: Why didn’t he just come up from the tunnel and continue attacking us? He knows these woods better than any of us. He’s probably waiting outside that door.

CHLOE: You’re crazy. This thing is nothing more than a mindless, psycho killer. He doesn’t plan ahead. Let’s get out of here!

Molly still remained in her spot. Chloe edged towards the door.

MOLLY: I think we should hide. At least for a little while.

Chloe groaned, frustrated. She also vented a few tears. She felt so torn. The worst storm in years was right on top of her and the infamous Jason Voorhees had just had her in his grasp and almost killed her. She didn’t know what to. Surviving was the only thing on her mind right now.

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Choice for Chloe Pierce (KsBubba_13)

A) Molly is crazy. You need to get out right now, go for the front door!
B) Maybe she’s right. Find somewhere to hide
C) Take her advice partly. Wait a few moments then run out the front door
D) If Molly’s right and Jason is out front, then the tunnel is clear. Find a way out through there

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END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 13 - The Quiet Things No One Knows

Chloe and Molly were both frozen up in the empty cabin. They weren’t sure what to do. Molly could be right or Molly could be wrong. Chloe was closer to the front door and Molly was closer to the small bed that she had hid beneath earlier.

CHLOE PIERCE: (whispering) Please Molly, we have to leave.

MOLLY HENNESSY: I know he’s out there. We have to hide.

Chloe bit her lip and looked to Molly and then back to the front door. Things fell silent once more. The rain was persistent as ever. Chloe decided her plan of action in her head.

“If he’s really out there, he can only wait for so long. I’ll wait here for a few minutes and then make a break through the front door. Jason will be gone by then.”

With that plan in mind, Chloe remained perfectly still in her spot. Molly just stared at her.

Cut to the RV.

A tear stained Julie was sitting in the driver’s seat, flipping through her key ring. She found the right key and kept trying to slip it into the ignition. Her hands were trembling and as she kept missing, tears started coming down again. Cheryl quickly walked over and took a seat on the passenger’s side.

CHERYL GEORGE: Julie, Julie, it’s ok.

JULIETTE NEILL: (fighting back tears) Why are we even leaving without everyone? It’s not right.

CHERYL: We aren’t leaving. We’re trying to move the RV to a safer location.

Julie didn’t say anything. She went back to trying to get the keys in. Cheryl grabbed her hands and guided the keys in. The RV shuddered to life as the engine began to rumble. Julie slowly put on her seatbelt and tapped the accelerator. She heard tires spin. She pressed it a little harder. The tires kept spinning. An indicator on the RV console lit up. Julie released the gas and looked to it.

JULIETTE: (after a beat) Flat tire.

Landon approached the two girls after realizing the failed attempt to drive the RV.

LANDON ROCHESTER: What’s happening?

CHERYL: There’s a flat tire. We aren’t going anywhere until we change it.

LANDON: That can’t be too hard. We just need the…

Landon stopped himself. He almost said “tire iron”. Cheryl looked at him with wide eyes. Luckily, Julie didn’t pick up on what he was saying.

LANDON: (changing his thought) Spare tire.

JULIETTE: (looking down) There isn’t one. I never thought to bring one.

Landon and Cheryl both looked to one another. They knew how much more severe the situation had become.

CHERYL: (trying to be optimistic) That’s ok. We’ll find another way out.

Julie could read the look’s on her friends faces. She could see past Cheryl’s fake happy onto the sense of dread in her words. Her lip quivered and tears started coming down again.

JULIETTE: (on the verge of sobbing) This is all my fault. I brought everyone here even though I knew about the legend. I didn’t bring a spare tire. I didn’t look at weather repots. I messed everything up. Don’t tell me I didn’t. It’s my fault that we’re all going to die. I’m so sorry…!

As the tears came down harder, Julie swiftly stood up and ran through the RV corridor. She turned into the girl’s bedroom and slammed the door shut behind her. Cheryl immediately ran after her.

CHERYL: Julie! Julie, wait!

She tried the door. It was locked. Cheryl knocked twice.

CHERYL: Come on Julie, you can’t blame yourself. This isn’t your fault at all.

Cheryl sighed and backed away from the door. She knew Julie enough to know it was going to be hard to change her mind and get her to unlock the door. She couldn’t deal with it right now. She ran a hand through her hair. Jenn, Carly, and Landon gathered by her.

JENN CLARK: Now what?

CHERYL: I don’t know. We’re in a s*hit load of trouble. There’s no spare tire meaning there’s no way we’re getting this RV to move anytime soon.

There was a beat of silence.

LANDON: We have to get to the road somehow. And get help.

CARLY GRANT: Only by foot though. I don’t think anyone is willing to walk there

The girls just looked among each other. Landon looked down but then took a deep breath.

LANDON: I should go.

CARLY: Landon!

JENN: Man, you’re crazy.

LANDON: I mean, not to be sexist or anything but I’m the guy here. I feel like I have to.

Before anyone said anything more, Landon walked towards the back of the RV where Charlie and Kate were sitting together.

LANDON: Charlie?

He seemed to snap out of his self induced trance.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: You want me to come with you and find the road, don’t you?

Landon nodded slowly. Charlie stood up with a deep breath. Kate jumped to her feet also.

KATE LEWIS: You aren’t going through…are you?

Charlie didn’t say anything. He smiled faintly at her.

KATE: Charlie, you can’t! You know he’s out there, this is so stupid of you. You too, Landon! What are you guys possibly thinking?

Charlie took one of her hands.

CHARLIE: Landon’s right, we’re the only men around here right now. I’ve done enough moping and sobbing. It’s time to take some charge. We need to find help.

Kate pushed his hands away and abruptly sat back down, looking away.

KATE: (muttering) Sexist pig.

CHARLIE: I’m sorry Kate. I’ll be back as soon as Landon and I can reach the police or whoever.

She didn’t answer. Charlie managed to turn around, slightly torn. He and Landon approached the RV door. Landon turned to Steve real quick who was sitting on the floor.

LANDON: I’m putting you in charge, ok?

STEVE ROLLINS: I guess. What can I do with my ankle like this though?

LANDON: Just keep things under control here. And try to protect the girls if anything happens.

STEVE: Ok. Good luck out there.

Landon nodded and gave Steve a swift pat on the shoulder. He joined Charlie again and they prepared to leave.

JENN: (sighing) Can’t believe I’m saying this….but….be careful out there. We’re depending on you.

Carly just stared at the two men. With one last nod, Landon and Charlie stepped out into the rain.

They were instantly soaked again but they had other things to worry about.

CHARLIE: Which way do we head?

LANDON: Well we came in from that way so we should follow that path back to a more main road.

CHARLIE: Sounds good. Let’s go.

They started trudging through the mud away from the RV.

CARLY: (O.S.) Landon!

He stopped and spun around. Carly jogged through the rain and caught up with him. Charlie moved back a little.

LANDON: Carly, what’s wrong?

CARLY: Don’t leave me.

LANDON: What? I’ll be fine. Go back inside.

CARLY: I don’t want you to leave me. I don’t think I could handle losing you.

Landon put his hands on Carly’s arms.

LANDON: You’re a tough girl. Probably tougher than me. You have to hold it together, set an example for everyone else in there. Julie, Kate, all of them need you right now. They need you more than you need me.

CARLY: (shaking her head, talking low) I’m not as strong as you think I am.

LANDON: Don’t tell yourself that. I know you can keep it together. I’ll be back soon.

Carly looked down as Landon began to back away. She felt his cold fingertip slowly drift away from her arms. But suddenly, as she looked up, Landon planted his lips on her’s. It was nothing more than a quick, lingering kiss but a kiss between the two nonetheless. Landon backed up again, smiled, then turned to Charlie.

The two began walking away. Carly was star struck, standing in the rain as she watched them disappear in the distance. She finally regained her senses and went back inside, the cold sense of dread slowly being replaced by a warmer feeling.

Cut to the empty cabin. It had been a few moments. Chloe edged closer to the door.

CHLOE: He has to be gone by now.

Molly just shook her head.

MOLLY: I don’t know, my gut is telling me to say put. I don’t know why.

CHLOE: I can’t sit here any longer. It’s driving me crazy. I have to get the hell away from here, with or without you.

Chloe moved closer to the door but stopped when a loud creak rang out from right beneath her feet. She looked down but before she could react, a large hand burst out through the floorboards and grabbed her ankle! Chloe let out a deadly scream and Molly became alert. Another hand burst through and grabbed Chloe’s other ankle!

Still screaming her lungs out, Chloe tried to move forward. The hands tripped her and she fell face first onto the cold wood. She kicked her legs and made the hands release her. She began to crawl forward still screaming. The hand burst through again under her stomach, gripping her sweater. The other hand came up next to her and attempted to wrap around her waist. Only a few planks separated Chloe from her own death.

CHLOE: (screaming) Molly! Oh god, please help me!

Molly rushed over and began prying the hand away from Chloe’s waist. Both girls were screaming and Chloe kept thrashing. Molly was knocked away and in the moment the hand was off of Chloe’s waist, she ripped free of the other hand and scrambled to her feet.

The hands retracted beneath the floorboard for a split second but began smashing through again, grabbing at Chloe’s feet. On instinct, Chloe jumped and dodged the grabbing hands and fell through the door onto the porch. Rain fell on her once more. There was a very loud crash as Jason rose up from the floorboards, splintering them and sending wood chips everywhere. Chloe looked behind her in terror as Jason raised up his leg and pulled himself into the cabin. He began walking towards her.

CHLOE: No! No!

Chloe started screaming and jumped to her feet. She started to run but slipped on the slick wood. She fell off the porch and hit the forest floor. The cold, hard, wet forest floor. She was dazed and her body ached from the sudden fall.

Molly stood up and hurried to the front door but couldn’t stop what happened next.

Jason lunged off the porch with monstrous strength and his machete raised high. He landed behind Chloe who was starting to get to her knees. With his momentum, Jason leaned towards her and swung the machete down with inhuman force. It hacked right into her right shoulder and Jason continued forcing it down. The machete cut through Chloe’s body like a stick of butter. It sunk deep into her body. The machete continued hacking through her until it was past her breasts and nearing her stomach. Blood was gushing and leaking everywhere.

Chloe was still alive as Jason violently ripped the machete out. She fell to the ground with a chunk of her body still connected but hanging morbidly. Slashed tendons and muscle were visible. Blood flowed out and stained the ground. Chloe groveled through the soil for a second but it wasn’t long until her body was seizing up. Her mouth hung open and her eyes stared off into the woods lifelessly.

Molly watched in total shock and fright as Jason walked over to his latest victim and pulled the sweater off her body. He looked at it for a second before turning around when Molly let out an anguished noise.

Her eyes went wide when he looked directly at her. Molly immediately began running, emitting a sound somewhere between a cry for a help and a cry of sadness. She almost slipped on the wet wood but managed to maintain her footing. She hopped off the side of the porch and sprinted straight into the woods. Jason followed in hot pursuit.

Cut to interior of the girl’s bedroom.

Julie had her head buried in a pillow. Stifled sobs were heard. Julie muttered something that she kept saying over and over since she locked herself in there.

JULIETTE: (muffled) It’s all my fault…

After another moment of muffled crying, Julie finally picked up her head. Her eyes were red from crying and her cheeks were a little damp. She slowly sat up and dragged herself over to the small closet in the room. She opened it and pulled out a small lockbox that was tucked away in the corner. She looked underneath it and pulled out a key that was taped to the bottom.

Julie put the key in the lock and popped it open. She hesitated before opening.

JULIETTE: (softly) Please still be in here.

Julie cracked the top open and peered inside. She reached in and pulled out her grandmother’s old “religious defender”. A small handgun.

She took a deep breath and turned it over in her hand, examining it.

JULIETTE: I can still do something right…

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[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 14 - Situations

The rain was actually beginning to let up. Landon and Charlie were still walking down the path, looking up through the trees at the sky. Dark clouds still hung above but the rain had been reduced to a light drizzle now. The path was still complete mud. Rain drops dripped from the damp leaves.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: How much further to the road?

LANDON ROCHESTER: Don’t know. We were in about 3 miles so I’d say 1 or 2 more.

Charlie just groaned. They kept walking in silence, partly because of fear and partly because they didn’t feel small talk was needed right now. There was a sudden rustling in the bush, ahead of the two.

CHARLIE: (freezing up) Wait…there’s something there.

Landon stopped also. They waited for a moment and after a beat, the figure of a girl stumbled out onto the path and collapsed into the mud.

LANDON: Molly!

Landon and Charlie rushed over as Molly looked up to them. Wet leaves stuck to her face and clothing. A few sticks protruded from her frizzy and knotted hair.

LANDON: Molly, are you ok? What the hell happened to you?

MOLLY HENNESSY: (trembling) He killed her. He killed her.

CHARLIE: (scared) Jason? Killed who?

Molly tried hard not to cry again. With Landon’s help, she got back onto her feet and took a moment to collect herself.

MOLLY: Chloe. She’s dead.

Landon cursed under his breath and Charlie just started breathing heavily.

CHARLIE: First Arno, now Chloe….we need to get help and fast.

MOLLY: Arno’s dead too?

Charlie nodded solemnly. Molly’s legs suddenly turned to jelly as she collapsed onto Landon. Her shoulders shook as she heaved out a sob.

MOLLY: (shuddering, crying) Ted…please be ok.

Ted! Landon and Charlie had completely forgotten him in the midst of everything that was happening. Things looked grim for him though. Landon took a deep breath.

LANDON: We have to keep moving. Molly, are you ok to find the road with us?

She didn’t answer.

CHARLIE: She doesn’t seem to be in any condition. Maybe we should take her back?

LANDON: (shaking his head) We can’t. Everything is relying on us to find some help.

As the two conversed, Molly regained her balance and stood back up. She seemed extremely shell shocked, and for good reasons.

MOLLY: (quiet) He chased after me. I don’t know where he is.

Charlie, becoming increasingly paranoid, looked all around. They seemed to be alone on the path. For now.

LANDON: Even more reason to keep going. The quicker we find the road, the quicker we can save everyone.

MOLLY: (slowly) I’m coming with you.

Landon nodded. The three began walking again at a faster pace than before.

A few moments later, a shadow suddenly flew out from the tree line and stood in the middle of the path. Jason looked both ways slowly, all while gripping his machete. Landon and Charlie had just passed that spot not more than five or ten minutes ago. Jason picked a direction and began walking at a brisk speed. He wasn’t following Landon, Charlie and Molly.

Cut to the RV.

Jenn was sitting on top of the counter. Steve was still on the ground leaning up against a wall. Cheryl was pacing back and forth in front of Jenn and Steve. Kate was sitting on the back couch. Carly was sitting in the driver’s seat looking out the window mindlessly.

Jenn followed Cheryl with her eyes as she walked forward a few steps, turned promptly, walked in the other direction, then repeated it. Jenn leaned forward

JENN CLARK: You know, pacing isn’t really going to get you anywhere.

Cheryl stopped and frowned. She gave Jenn a look mixed with anger and confusion at the same time.

CHERYL GEORGE: Sitting on your ass isn’t doing much good either.

Jenn just shrugged and leaned back again.

JENN: Touché.

CHERYL: Besides, there isn’t much we can do until Landon and Charlie come back with help.

Jenn didn’t answer. Cheryl just shook her head and proceeded to pace again.

The door to the girl’s bedroom opened out of nowhere and Julie walked out. All eyes looked to her. Her hair was messy and it looked like she had just been roughed up. That wasn’t the case. The crying had stopped at least. The gun was hanging loosely in her hand. Everyone seemed to notice it at the same time.

CHERYL: Julie!

She rushed over and reached for the gun. Julie moved it behind her and kept her body in-between Cheryl and the weapon.

JULIETTE NEIL: Don’t worry, I can still make things right.

CHERLY: Come on Jule, hand it over. You could really hurt yourself with that thing.

Julie didn’t budge.

JULIETTE: I have to do this.

Cheryl furrowed her brow. She was trying to interpret what Julie meant.

CHERYL: Do what?

Julie blinked a few times before sighing and looking right into Cheryl’s eyes.

JULIETTE: Kill the bad man.

Cheryl didn’t know how to respond. Kate abruptly stood and walked over. She put a hand on Cheryl’s shoulder.

KATE LEWIS: We could need it, Cheryl.

CHERYL: None of us know how to use the thing !

KATE: Still. It’s better than nothing.

Julie gave Cheryl a small smile to tell her everything was ok. Cheryl eased up. Julie walked past her towards the RV door and stood there firmly.

CHERYL: (softly) I can’t trust Julie with that thing. I on’t know, just….

KATE: She won’t give it up. You know how she can get. We just have to trust her, I guess.

Cheryl sighed and glanced back at the girl with the gun. She went back to pacing, defeated. Kate slowly walked back to the couch and sat down. Charlie was in the back of her mind, the constant thought of if he was ok or not. She looked out the rain streaked window. It was hard to see because of the water but she didn’t care. Somehow, the recently rained on woodland scene was calming to her. She imagined a bright sun starting to peek out from beneath black clouds. She imagined animals coming out from their homes and investigating things changed by the weather. Their noises would slowly fill the forest again. A small smile crept across her face as a dreamy look glazed over her eyes. She sighed, half way between happy and sad.

Something soon disturbed her imagined vision. A large shadow was moving into the camp ground. Not sure who or what it was, Kate inched closer to the window and pressed her face against it. It looked awfully familiar. Kate strained her eyes but it didn’t take long for to her place who it was. That figure... She had seen it that night her and Charlie investigated the cabin. She also saw it standing on the other side of the lake just earlier today. That mask…She had seen it peering in at her when the girls went back to the camp cabins.

Jason was approaching the RV.

Kate began screaming. Jenn jumped off the counter and Steve turned his head to look. Cheryl rushed over as Kate stumbled off the couch and started backing up.

KATE: (quivering) Ja-Jason….he’s coming.

Cheryl quickly looked out the window. Her heartbeat immediately pounded against her chest. Her blood ran cold even though a white hot sensation of fear was boiling inside her. She backed away and hurried Kate away from the window.

JENN: Tell me you’re joking. Please tell me you’re…

The two girls came closer. Kate was about to cry and the fear was evident in Cheryl’s face. The color drained from Jenn.

JENN: (panicky) Holy s*hit, holy s*hit. What do we do?!?

Carly came running back towards the group from the front of the RV.

CHERYL: Carly, what the hell do we do? He’s going to kill us all!

Carly knew it was too late to try and make a break for it through the woods. She looked around the RV. She pulled open a drawer full of kitchen utensils. Nothing more than small, sharp knives and forks and spoons. She pulled the drawer from it’s place and handed it to Kate.

CARLY GRANT: (rapidly) Ok, take this. Go into the bedroom. We can lock ourselves in there and figure out a plan.

Kate nodded and staggered her way into the bedroom. Jenn ran towards the bedroom but Carly stopped her. She directed her towards Steve who was struggling to get to his feet.

CARLY: Help him.

Jenn groaned but went back, hauled Steve to his feet and supported him into the bedroom. Cheryl was breathing heavy and flailing her arms.

CHERYL: Carly! This is pointless, we’re just sitting ducks to him if we go in there.

CARLY: Do you have another idea?

Before Cheryl answered, Julie held up the gun and slipped out the door. Carly and Cheryl quickly looked to the space where Julie once stood.

CHERYL: (shrieking) Julie! No!

A gunshot rang out moments later. Carly gave Cheryl a light shove towards the bedroom.

CARLY: Go! Lock it behind you!

Cheryl was making a noise similar to a combination of whimpering, dry heaving, panting and crying. She ignored Carly’s request.

CHERYL: (screaming again) Julie, come back! Julie!

Carly pushed Cheryl again.

CARLY: Hurry up! I’ll handle things out here.

Quick cut to Julie holding the gun up high with two hands and walking forward.

Quick cut back to Cheryl backing up towards the bedroom.

Quick cut to Jason’s fingers tightening around the machete

Quick cut to Carly swinging around and bolting down the steps

Quick cut to Julie firing again. The bullet goes nowhere near Jason and strikes a tree in the distance

Quick cut to Cheryl grabbing a handful of her hair and freaking. She doesn’t know what to do.

Quick cut to Carly skidding to a stop outside. She bends forward slightly and screams for Julie to stop.

Quick cut to Jason beginning to raise the machete above his head. Julie draws closer and closer, her aim still horribly off.

Cut back to the RV. Cheryl banged her hand against the wall.

STEVE ROLLINS: (O.S.) Cheryl, get in here!

Inside the room, Steve was sitting on the ground calling out to Cheryl. Jenn was in a corner, clutching one of the silver knives to her chest. Kate was in the center of the room cupping her hands over her ears. She was crying and rocking back and forth.

Cheryl looked into the room. She heard Carly scream and another gunshot go off.

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Choice for Cheryl George (horrofan45)

A) Go bring Julie back inside. She’s not in her right mind right now
B) Listen to Carly and get in the room. Let her handle it
C) Don’t become a sitting duck. Drag everyone out of the room and run for it
D) Get a knife or something and teach Jason not to mess with you and your friends

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Cut back to the muddy path. Landon, Molly and Charlie had continued the last mile in disturbing silence. They made their way around a small bend and finally spotted their destination.

CHARLIE: Pavement!

Charlie rushed forward. He ran out into the road and a car horn blasted. Charlie quickly jumped back and the car zoomed by.

CHARLIE: (shouting) Hey ass….hey! Hey, come back!

Landon and Molly caught up.

CHARLIE: (squinting) Now what?

LANDON: We wait for a car.

CHARLIE: Hmmm…

He looked left and right down the long stretch of wet road. There didn’t seem to be any cars in sight yet.

Without a word, Molly kneeled down and laid out on the road. She pulled out her cell. It was still dead. She threw it away from her. Landon and Charlie watched it clatter across the hard pavement. Molly curled up slightly and didn’t move again for quite some time.

After watching Molly’s bouncing cell phone, Charlie got an idea. He pulled his phone from his pocket. He had a bar of service and 3 battery bars left.

CHARLIE: Please work…

He dialed 911 and put the phone to his ear.

The call connected and the ringing started.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 15 - Dead on Arrival

FEMALE OPERATOR: (O.S.) 911, what’s your emergency?

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (speaking quickly) My name’s Charlie Sheppard and there’s someone out there killing my friends. We need help, please.

OPERATOR: (O.S.) Ok, just stay calm sir. What is your location?

Charlie looked around quickly. He wasn’t sure what road they were standing on.

CHARLIE: (hesitantly) Uhh, I’m not sure. I’m standing on the road right outside of that camp. You know, Camp Crystal Lake.

OPERATOR: (suspiciously) Camp Crystal Lake? Jason Voorhees isn’t the one “killing” your friends, is he?

CHARLIE: (desperately) Yes! No! I don’t know…please, you have to believe me. We need help.

There was a pause before the operator spoke again.

OPERATOR: I’m sending a unit to your location. Please sit tight.

The line disconnected.

LANDON ROCHESTER: (eagerly) Are the police coming?

CHARLIE: Yeah. I think so. I hope so.

Landon let out a sigh and nodded. He glanced at Molly who was still slightly curled up on the road. His gaze swung up to the sky. Dark clouds were still clustered above. It could rain again at any second.

Cut to the RV.

Cheryl was turning her body towards the bedroom then back to the exit then back and forth and back and forth. Her hair has been messed up by her pulling at in frustration. She didn’t know what to do. She heard Carly yelling outside. She saw Kate rocking back and forth. She saw Steve urging her to get in the room. She saw Jenn huddled in the corner with her butter knife clutched against her chest.

CHERYL GEORGE: (muttering) That’s it…

Cheryl rushed over to the bedroom door and leaned in, getting everyone’s attention.

CHERYL: Guys, we have to make a break for it! If we sit here, we’re nothing more than sitting ducks. A locked door won’t stop this guy.

Kate stopped rocking and looked up at her.

STEVE ROLLINS: I’m in no condition to run.

CHERYL: I’ll help you. Please, we can’t just sit here.

STEVE: (trailing off) I don’t think…

Jenn slowly stood up. Without a word, she helped Steve to his feet and guided him towards Cheryl.

JENN CLARK: (solemnly) You said you’d help him. Here you go.

Cheryl put an arm around Steve and helped him hobble out of the door.

CHERYL: Kate, come on.

She had finally stopped crying. Looking at Cheryl, she simply shook her head “no”.

Outside, Julie was drawing closer to Jason, in reach of his sharp machete. Her face was determined and even though her arms trembled in pure fright, her face maintained a stony expression.

CARLY GRANT: (from behind Julie, screaming) Julie, no!

Jason began to swing his machete towards Julie. Carly ran up just in time, wrapping both her arms around Julie. She pulled her back as the machete came swinging at the two of them, full strength. They fell backwards but not before the machete cloud slash across them. Not a deadly wound but Carly and Julie both received a slash across the arm. As Julie hit the cold, wet ground, it was like some sense was knocked back into her. She looked up and realized what she was doing. Jason Voorhees was recovering from his missed swing and walking towards the girls again. He towered over them.

JULIETTE NEIL: (screeching) Ahhh! Ahhh! Oh my god!

In a frantic panic, she raised the gun and fired. The bullet connected with Jason’s stomach. He staggered back momentarily, some blood dripping from the wound.

CARLY: (rushed) Get up, get up! We have to run.

He passed off the shooting like nothing had happened. Jason came after Julie and Carly once again. Carly scrambled to her feet and pulled Julie along with her. The two ran, past the RV door and past the RV entirely. They were making a break for the nearest tree line.

JULIETTE: We can’t leave them!

CARLY: Julie, we just have to keep going. There’s nothing else we can do.

Julie glanced back at the RV with a tear in her eyes. Jason was simply standing right next to the door, staring at them. He turned towards the RV. Julie turned back around as she and Carly moved past trees and distanced themselves from the site.

Inside, Cheryl stood supporting Steve. Jenn was almost next to her and Kate was rooted to her spot.

CHERYL: Kate! Come on!

KATE LEWIS: (muffled) I can’t…I can’t do it.

CHERYL: (quiet) Jenn, you’ll just have to drag her out. We can’t just leave her here.

Jenn looked sideways at Kate. Suddenly, the entire RV rocked back and forth. The three standing fought to keep their balance. The shaking stopped as soon as it had started. Everyone looked up.

JENN: What the hell was that?

STEVE: No idea. Let’s not stick around to find out.

CHERYL: (getting slightly angry, screaming) Kate!

Kate and Cheryl locked eyes. A hot tear dripped down Kate’s face. Cheryl’s eyes watered up a little but a frown simply cast across her face.

CHERYL: Please…

The sunroof window above Cheryl suddenly shattered and one of Jason’s hand came grappling down. He hooked Cheryl under the arm and yanked her upwards. Cheryl began screaming and thrashing and Steve was knocked to his feet.

KATE: (screaming) Cheryl!

She jumped to her feet and ran out of the bedroom.

CHERYL: (frantic) No! Jenn, Kate, help me!

Jenn and Kate attempted to grab Cheryl’s kicking legs but Jason easily hoisted her out of the RV.

Jason dropped Cheryl forward. She fell face first on the cold, wet metal roof of the RV. Whimpering, she turned around and started scrambling backwards. Jason slammed the machete towards her. Cheryl opened her legs just in time to avoid it. The machete pierced into the roof.

Jenn and Kate gave a little yelp in surprise as the tip of the machete blasted through the rood.

KATE: (yelling) Cheryl, hold on!

STEVE: You guys have to do something.

Jenn looked at Steve as he used the wall to pull himself to his feet.

JENN: Like what?!

STEVE: I don’t know! Anything!

Everyone looked up through the broken sun roof.

As Jason worked on freeing his machete, Cheryl carefully got to her feet and tried running towards the end of the RV. The metal was slicked with the rain water and it was slightly slanted down. It was extremely difficult to maintain footing. Cheryl cried out as she cautiously ran to the end of the RV. Jason pulled his machete out and stared at his escaping victim. She was reaching the end. Jason attempted to move forward but almost slipped. He looked to Cheryl again.

Jason reeled back. Without anymore hesitation, he hurled the machete forward.

Cheryl reached the end of the RV and was preparing to jump off. She didn’t want to look back and see how close or far Jason. All she wanted was to escape. She heard something whistling towards her but ignored it.

Suddenly, the machete burst out of Cheryl’s chest, splattering blood into the air. The momentum and force of the throw knocked Cheryl forward. Her body fell through the air and landed face first in the mud. She was barely alive on impact. Her hands groveled through the mud and gripped the blade of the machete that protruded from her chest. After a few more seconds, her eyes rolled back into her head and she laid unmoving.

Jason stared dead ahead. No movement, no emotion. Just standing.

Cut inside the RV.

Jenn put her arm around Steve and began helping him towards the exit.

JENN: We better go outside if we’re going to help at all.

STEVE: Hurry! We don’t have a lot of time!

Jenn and Steve went as fast as Steve’s ankle would allow them. Kate began to move forward but Jason dropped in through the sunroof window, cutting her off. The entire RV rumbled from the drop. Kate stumbled backwards and let out a deadly scream. He had no machete with him. But Kate wasn’t focusing on that. She kept backing up, screaming.

Jenn and Steve had walked off the RV but stopped when they noticed Kate wasn’t following, followed by her icy scream.

JENN: Kate…

Steve hobbled back towards the RV steps but Jenn pushed him away.

JENN: Get out of here.

STEVE: What?

JENN: You’re in no state to go up against this guy.

STEVE: You and Kate aren’t going to fight him off alone.

JENN: Why, cause we’re girls? We’re not the crippled ones here. You know what, now is not a time for another one of our stupid arguments. Just get your ass out of here before I get it out of here myself.

Steve slowly began to hobble off. He kept glancing back at Jenn who was making sure he went. He was about halfway past the ruined tents when Jenn disappeared inside.

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Choice for Steve Rollins (dinoman200-1)

A) Listen to Jenn and keep going forward
B) Turn around and go back to help
C) Listen to Jenn but go down the path instead, towards Landon and Charlie
D) Wait here for Jenn and Kate to come out then run away

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Jenn hurried back onto the RV. She saw Kate pressed in the corner at the very back of the camper. Jason was slowly walking towards her. He didn’t notice Jenn behind him. Jenn looked around for a way to save Kate.

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Choice for Jenn Clark (Platinum Dan)

A) Yell to distract Jason and lure him towards you
B) Look for the knife you had earlier and attack Jason to stop him
C) Look for Jason’s machete and use it to your advantage somehow
D) You can’t do this. Run away

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Kate was on the wrap around couch staring at Jason in fear. Her throat was raspy from screaming and all she could do now was let out sobbing noises. Her fingers were digging into her own arms as Jason drew closer. She looked around for an escape. Anyway out. She couldn’t see Jenn behind the killer’s hulking figure. Kate pulled up the window shade and looked out. She began pushing on the window to try and open it. It wouldn’t budge.

Jason was coming even closer.

Kate groaned in frustration and pleaded under her breath for the window to open. It suddenly popped open and Kate’s arms slipped forward. The metal hinge cut her arm. She recoiled slightly in pain and hissed but knew she had more pressing matters. Kate clumsily began climbing through it but got stuck halfway through.

KATE: (desperately) Oh god, no. Come on! Come oonnn!

Rain drops streamed off of the window and wet the back of her t shirt. She kept trying to squeeze through but her hips were a little too big for the space she had opened. She felt Jason coming closer, almost in reach of her.

KATE: No!

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Choice for Kate Lewis (Speeders)

A) Keep trying to squeeze through
B) Kick your legs wildly to fend Jason off while you try and squeeze through
C) Go back inside. There’s no way you’re getting out this way
D) Keep trying to squeeze and just scream bloody murder as you do it

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Cut to somewhere in the woods. Julie and Carly were still running. They were both panting and exhausted. They finally slowed to a walk. Julie leaned against a tree and slumped down, dropping the gun by her feet. She held her head in her hands. Carly doubled over, hands on her knees, and just stared at the ground while she tried to catch her breath.

A few moments of silence went by.

JULIETTE: I hope everyone is okay.

CARLY: I’m sure they got away and ran just like we did.

JULIETTE: Why couldn’t we stay and help them? Why did we have to run?

Carly straightened up at looked a Julie. She thought hard for a couple seconds.

CARLY: They would of wanted us to get away.

JULIETTE: (frowning) I don’t think so…

Carly went and sat down next to Julie. She took a deep breath.

CARLY: (inquisitively) So you think they’d rather have us die in vein?

The frown remained on Julie’s face as she moved damp leaves around with her foot.

JULIETTE: I don’t know what to think anymore.

CARLY: Me neither, Julie. Me neither.

Carly put a comforting arm around Julie. Julie leaned her head against Carly’s shoulder and closed her eyes.

Carly just studied the forest around her. Water dripped off the trees and occasionally landed on her. Everything seemed different in the damp, darkening woods. She had been camping up around here before but everything was different now. She wondered if she would ever see anything else again besides these endless woods…

Tired also, Carly rested her head against the rough tree bark. She sighed and slowly closed her eyes. The forest remained quiet around them.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 16 - Rescue Me

A cop car zoomed down a lone highway, not even bothering to flip the lights on. The road was deserted anyway. The two male cops inside were coming closer to the road Charlie, Landon and Molly were on. They would be there in about ten minutes.

Officer Tom Jensen, in the passenger seat, leaned towards his partner as he drove.

OFFICER JENSEN: Camp Crystal Lake, huh?

The driver, Officer Mason Cross, kept his eyes on the road but responded.

OFFICER CROSS: Yeah, apparently this kid and his friends were being hunted down by Mr. Voorhees himself.

JENSEN: (can’t help but chuckle) Voorhees? How many time have we heard that name?

CROSS: One time too many.

Jensen took a sip of his coffee.

JENSEN: Oh well, we have to check things out so we might as well make the best of it.

CROSS: I bet you no one will be there and some s*hit head teenagers will be off camping somewhere, laughing about it.

Jensen just shrugged to himself. He looked out the window at the dark highway. He eventually turned back around to face Cross.

JENSEN: Question.

CROSS: Shoot.

JENSEN: What would you do if Voorhees was real? And these kids were really being chased by him?

Cross shook his head and glanced at his partner.

CROSS: You really want me to answer that?

Jensen leaned back in his seat, folding his arms and laughing to himself.

JENSEN: I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t.

CROSS: Well, honestly, I would drain an entire round of ammo into his head and call it a day.

JENSEN: That all?

CROSS: Yeah. What else am I supposed to do?

JENSEN: Nothing, I guess.

Jensen chuckled to himself again and took another sip of coffee.

CROSS: Anymore stupid questions for tonight?

JENSEN: (jokingly) No sir, no.

CROSS: Good.

Cross focused completely on the road again. Jensen went back to window gazing. The turn was coming up soon.

Cut to the RV camp site.

Steve leaned against a tree for balance. He had his bad ankle raised above the ground. He stared back at the RV. Everything was quiet. He couldn’t see Kate or Jenn or even Jason inside. Everything seemed still and calm. Rain drops lightly fell down on Steve from the trees above him. He remained unmoving for a moment, just watching. Nothing seemed to be happening. He looked behind him at the stretch of forest. He saw no point in blindly losing himself in the woods. He turned back around and his gaze caught the path by the RV. He could possibly catch up with Landon and Charlie!

Steve began hobbling towards the path. He jogged at a brisk pace, as brisk as his throbbing ankle would let him. He reached the path within a minute or two and began limping down it. As he distanced himself from the RV, a window opened and small scream rang out.

KATE LEWIS: (O.S.) Oh god, no. Come on! Come oonnn!

Steve kept moving.

Kate was stuck halfway through the window. Water kept dripping from the RV and staining the back of her t-shirt. She kept pushing against the side of the RV to force herself out. She felt a presence behind her but she couldn’t turn around to see who it was. She didn’t need to anyway, she already knew.

KATE: (screaming) No!

She felt a large hand grab her foot. Her blood ran cold and she let out a whimper but that didn’t stop her from action. She kicked her leg backwards and felt the hand release. The RV floor creaked. Kate, in a fit of fear and panic, just began flailing her legs. Maybe she could fend him off long enough for her to get through the window.

Cut to Jenn.

She took a few steps forward, then froze. She watched as Kate’s lower half thrashed wildly and Jason kept trying to get a grip with one hand. Jenn was trying to think of a way to help. Her mind was blanking. Involuntarily, a tear ran down her cheek. Jenn quickly wiped the hot liquid from her face. She realized her hands were trembling. The trembling spread from her hands and started making her arms shake. She couldn’t stop it. A white hot feeling took over her body. She felt scared. No, more then scared. It was more along the lines of unbridled terror. Jenn couldn’t bring herself to move forward or say anything. Her feet began to shuffle backwards. Another hot tear came down but Jenn quickly wiped it too. She was moving backwards towards the RV door. Something inside of her suddenly changed. Her brave, take charge attitude had swept away as fast as it had come. She turned towards the door but hesitated…

JENN CLARK: (to herself) Sorry…

She quickly ran down the steps and back outside.

Everything outside felt different. Jenn quickly looked around. Steve was gone. Jenn began running towards the path. Kate, still in the window, spotted her.

KATE: (screaming) Jenn! Jenn, please help me!

Jenn, jogging, stopped in her tracks. She stared dead ahead with her back to Kate. Kate was visible in the background struggling for her life. Jenn squeezed her eyes tightly.

KATE: (another scream, desperately) Jenn, please!

A tear ran down Kate’s face. Jenn opened up her eyes and sighed, sadly. She began moving forward and broke back into a fast jog.

Kate’s heart sunk deeper and deeper as Jenn grew further and further away. Tears came down a little harder. She dissolved into a heaving sobbing as she continued pushing against the RV and thrashing her legs. She felt both her feet connect strongly with Jason’s stomach. He stumbled back.

Kate whipped her messy hair out of her face and looked up at Jenn’s decreasing shape.

KATE: (shouting loudly in between sobs) You’ll get what’s coming to you, Jenn! I hate you!

Suddenly, Kate’s shirt ripped. She jutted forward and slipped from the window. She let out a small shriek as she fell face first into the mud. The RV rumbled as Jason headed for the exit. It took Kate a moment to recover from her sudden fall. She looked around and saw Jason’s shadow casting on the ground. He was leaving the RV. In a split second decision, Kate rolled through the mud and under the RV.

It was dark under there. Chilly, too. Kate’s chest rose up and down slowly as she drew in labored breaths. She was trying to stay quiet. Jason’s feet were visible.

Jason lumbered out of the RV. He remained there for a moment looking around. His shoulders moved up and down as he breathed methodically. He started for the path.

KATE: (in relief) Oh thank god…

Jason walked towards the end of the RV. He stopped as he saw Cheryl, face down in the mud with the machete handle protruding from her back. He savagely stepped on her neck and ripped the machete out. Some blood splashed onto her body. Jason set off down the path.

Kate remained under the RV. She kept her breathing as steady as possible. Her heart was still pumping at a mile a minute. Slowly, she laid her head on the semi-hard mud. She didn’t care anymore about how messy or gross it was. She laid stretched out and examined the cut on her arm. It had stopped bleeding by now. Then, Kate dissolved into staring blankly ahead.

Cut to the path.

Jenn ran by at a pace in between jogging and sprinting. She felt like she was just passing the same spot over and over again. Everything looked the same. She continued on and eventually she spotted Steve up ahead a little ways, still hobbling.

JENN: Steve!

Steve slowed to a stop and turned around.

STEVE ROLLINS: Jenn?

Jenn’s pace slowed up a little but she continued towards Steve. They both stared at each other when suddenly, Jason lunged out from the tree line at Jenn. He swung a large tree branch in her direction. It connect roughly with her knees. Two sickening cracks were heard and Jenn went falling to the ground, wailing in pain. She clenched her hands into fists and let out another howl.

STEVE: Holy s*hit, Jenn!

Jason dropped the branch.

Cut to Carly and Julie.

The two were still resting their heads against the damp tree. Carly’s eyes suddenly snapped open. She heard a screaming not too far off from them. She stared forward and strained her ears. Another deadly scream was heard.

CARLY GRANT: (whispering) Oh no…

Cut back to Jenn.

She crawled through the mud, tears streaming down her face. Her knees were most certainly broken. Steve began limping back towards her, yelling incoherent things. Jenn was still screeching in pain. The feeling of her two broken knees was almost indescribable. Jason bent down and grabbed Jenn’s head in his large hands. He hoisted her off the ground. Jenn’s legs hung limply in the air.

STEVE: No!

Steve went as fast as he could to try and save Jenn. He got a good look at her knees. Blood trickled down each leg. A bone was jutting out of her right knee. Both were already black and blue with a slight tint of red. They looked disjointed and disconnected. Jenn shivered in the killer’s hands.

Jenn kept screaming and clawed at Jason’s hands with her own. He began to squeeze harder. Jenn felt the intense pressure against the sides of her face. Jason’s insanely powerful grip was easily smashing her skull between his hands. Blood began to drip out of her eyes and nose.

Steve kept coming closer, dreading not being able to reach her in time.

Jason kept pushing his palms against Jenn’s face and Jenn kept screaming and trying to claw her way out. She felt her skull slowly cracking and fracturing. More blood flowed from her eyes and it began to trickle out of her nose. Her eyes seemed to drain of color. Her hands dropped away from Jason’s. Her head suddenly collapsed in and blood almost squirted from her ears.

Jason dropped the disfigured body from his hands and turned his sights to Steve. Steve began backing up, a feeling rising up in his stomach.

STEVE: Oh god….oh my f*ucking god…

Jason unsheathed his machete and came at Steve.

Carly had listened to all the commotion and wasn’t sure what was going on. She slowly began walking towards the source. Julie stirred and saw Carly wandering off.

JULIETTE NEILL: Carly?

CARLY GRANT: Julie, stay here.

Like a disobedient child, Julie got to her feet and hurried over to Carly.

JULIETTE: What’s going on…?

Julie’s voice trailed off as she heard things.

JULIETTE: Voices!

CARLY: Julie, just please wait here.

Carly poked her head out from behind the tree. Her eyes went wide when she saw Steve backing up and Jason coming closer with a raised machete. Julie looked also. Terrified, she tried to call out.

JULIETTE: Ste--!

Carly clamped a hand over her mouth.

Steve was about to turn and hightail it, ignoring the pain in his ankle. Jason swung the machete towards him. The tip slashed across his throat in one clean swipe. Steve stumbled backwards as a fountain of blood gushed out. He fell roughly onto his back, shaking more blood out of his throat and onto his shirt and face.

Steve clamped his hands around his throat and flailed around in the mud. Blood seeped through his fingers and leaked to the ground. He continued to thrash back and forth but slowly, his legs fell still. His hand slipped away from his throat and hit the ground limply. Steve lay unmoving, the large gash in his throat barely bubbling blood at this point. His eyes looked up past the canopy of trees and up past the clouds.

Julie was in warms tears at this point. Keeping a hand at her mouth, Carly turned around and quickly tucked herself behind a tree. She closed her eyes and kept her breathing quiet. She stood there hidden by the tree and keeping Julie quiet. A twig snapped as Jason inched forward. He looked to the spot right off the path where the two girls were.

He saw nothing. Machete in hand, he began to walk away.

Cut to the main road.

Molly was still curled up in a semi-ball.

Charlie paced back and forth, clearly anxious.

Landon was standing still, in thought.

The sun was beginning to set, casting an eerie dusk glow through out the forest. It would be dark before long.

The three suddenly heard squealing tires. They all turned and looked at the approaching cop car.

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[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 17 - Broken

The cop car came to a smooth stop. Landon, Charlie and Molly had all assembled in a line in front of the blaring headlights.

Officers Jensen and Crosse prepped to head outside.

OFFICER JENSEN: Looks like we were wrong. The kids are still here.

OFFICER CROSSE: Yeah…let’s just see what they have to say.

Crosse checked his gun and stuffed it into it’s holster. He shut off the car and pulled off his seatbelt. Then, he stepped out of the car. Jensen followed suit.

With a flashlight from his belt loop, Crosse shone it on the kid’s faces. It hurt their eyes slightly.

CROSSE: I’m Officer Crosse and this is my partner, Officer Jensen. What seems to be the problem here?

Landon stepped forward slightly, shielding his eyes from the flashlight.

LANDON ROCHESTER: You have to come quickly, our friends are in danger back there!

Landon pointed off into the woods. You could tell by his voice, his face and his body language that he was tired and stressed. Both cops looked in the direction of his finger. Neither of them moved.

CROSSE: What happened here?

LANDON: I’m not sure but someone killed our friend back there. And people are missing. Please, we have to hurry…

MOLLY HENNESSY: (quietly) Jason…

CROSSE: Speak us, miss.

MOLLY: It was him.

JENSEN: Who?

MOLLY: Jason Voorhees.

Crosse and Jensen shared a quick look between each other. Crosse pulled out his gun and moved towards the kid.

CROSSE: Jensen, keep an eye on these kids. I’ll go…check things out. Where is “Jason”?

Charlie eagerly moved forward.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: We don’t really know exactly…but our friends are still inside the RV right down that path. You gotta get to them.

CROSSE: Ok.

Crosse did a quick hand signal to Jensen then began walking down the path.

MOLLY: You’re signing your own death wish going alone.

Landon and Charlie looked wide-eyed at Molly. Jensen was confused, a little shocked. Molly was staring right at Crosse. The cop slowly turned around.

CROSSE: Are you threatening me?

MOLLY: No. But you’re not listening to us. He’s out here and you’re walking off alone with nothing but a stupid handgun.

Crosse quickly looks to his gun then back to Molly.

CROSSE: I think my “stupid” handgun is more than enough to take down a suspect.

Molly and Crosse stare sternly at each other for a beat.

MOLLY: (shaking her head) Not a suspect…haven’t you heard the myth? All the legends? Nothing can kill him.

CROSSE: (loud, irritated) Well, news flash, little girl! You don’t live inside of a legend or a horror movie. This is reality and in real life, guns beat knives. So if you don’t mind letting me do my job…

And with that, Crosse turned around and raised up his gun, heading deeper into the forest. Everyone was silent as they watched him go.

JENSEN: (muttering to himself) Crosse…

As soon as he was out of sight, Molly dropped her head into her hands and sat on the ground. Landon and Charlie just watched awkwardly.

Cut to the woods.

Carly was tensely pressing her back to the tree, holding in her heavy breathes. Julie was next to her with Carly’s hand clamped tightly over her mouth. Her eyes were squeezed shut and a few tears were coming down her face. Everything was quiet. Carly slowly poked her head out from behind the tree. There was no one there. Except Steve’s body.

Carly looked both ways down the path before turning to Julie.

CARLY GRANT: (putting on a strong front) Julie, Julie, listen to me.

Julie looked up with her red, tear ridden eyes.

JULIETTE NEILL: (quivering) He’s dead. I watched him die…

CARLY: (frowning) It’s ok. J-just stay here. I need to check something out. If you hear things around you, just run. Get out of here. Don’t stay here and wait for me.

JULIETTE: But what about you…?

CARLY: Don’t worry about me. You need to save yourself if something goes wrong.

Julie swallowed hard but nodded. Carly slowly tip toed away from behind the tree and stepped out onto the path. It was eerily empty and quiet. She started towards Steve.

Julie sat up fully. She looked ahead of her into the forest. All trees and bushes. She had no idea where it would lead to. But she would heed Carly’s advice. “Just run”. Julie reached forward and pulled the gun towards her through the damp leaves. With her minimal gun knowledge, she peered inside the chamber. One bullet left. She held the gun close to her, leaned her head back, and listened.

Carly leaned down over Steve. She didn’t know what mix of feelings was swelling inside. Disgust, sorrow, depression and even a hint of anger for the person who did his. As Carly looked at her dead friend, she noticed something. His eyes were open. They were lifeless, yes, but they seemed to retain a feeling of fear and anxiety. Carly gulped.

CARLY: (whispering) Rest in piece…

Carly reached toward his eyes to close them. Suddenly, his hand sprung forward and grabbed her wrist. Carly let out a surprised scream. Steve’s body squirmed with one last time. His eyes opened wider and the sense of terror in them amplified. But as soon as he had grabbed Carly, he released her. His eyes relaxed and seemed to become a little duller. Carly scrambled away slightly from the body and just stared at him. A few tears rolled down. Her heart began to come back down to it’s normal beat.

Julie snapped her eyes open. She had heard Carly screaming. Without even thinking twice, she jumped to her feet and bolted forward. Thoughts raced through her mind but Carly’s voice rang clear, telling her there was trouble and she needed to run. Julie quickly disappeared from sight.

Jason watched Julie run from not too far off. He turned towards the path and began walking in that direction.

Carly slowly got to her feet. She spotted Jenn’s body down the path and ran towards it. She had a fleeting feeling that maybe she was still alive. That quickly died as she came closer.

CARLY: (anxious) Jenn…?

Carly slowed to a walk and hovered over the unmoving Jenn.

CARLY: Oh please god…don’t be dead.

Carly leaned down and grabbed Jenn’s shoulder, rolling her off of her stomach. She immediately saw her crushed head. The bone, the brains and all the blood. Carly almost screamed again and threw herself away from Jenn. She grabbed handfuls of hair with her two hands and laid still. If she moved, she would probably throw up. Carly heaved with dry breaths of air. She stared at the mud. Her face was wet from tears. She eventually lowered her hands and placed them against the ground to hold herself up.

Snap.

Rustle.

Carly swung her head up. Someone was moving towards her.

CARLY: Julie?

Carly warily watched ahead. After a beat, a man came into a sight. He wasn’t familiar but she could tell by the badge, the outfit and the gun who he was. A cop. Carly got to her feet and began walking towards him.

CARLY: (mostly to herself) Oh thank god! They got help!

Officer Crosse had passed by Steve’s body and had also just spotted Jenn’s. He turned his attention to Carly.

CROSSE: What the hell happened here?

CARLY: (shaking her head, almost choking up) He slaughtered them. He split us all up and is hunting us down one by one. Please, you have to get us out of here or kill him or something!

A thought crossed through Crosse’s mind. Jason was real?

CROSSE: Is there anyone else with you?

CARLY: (after thinking a moment) Yeah!

Carly jogged past Crosse and darted off the path. She looked behind the tree. Nobody.

CARLY: (under her breath) Oh Julie….no…

She glanced up into the thick woods. No sign of her. Carly hesitantly moved back towards the police man.

CROSSE: Well?

CARLY: She ran off…I told her to if anything bad happened.

CROSSE: Right. Well, come with me. We’ll get back to the road and take you kids back to the station.

Carly moved closer to Crosse but then stopped.

CARLY: Wait! My other friends, they’re still back at the RV. And Julie is out there somewhere!

CROSSE: (sternly) We can’t look for them now, miss. We have a situation here. We need to get back and get back now.

Carly shook her head “no” and took a few steps back.

CARLY: I can’t leave them out here to die! Not again!

CROSSE: Miss, we have no other choice.

Before Carly could argue back, they both heard the sound of feet landing on the ground. Crosse began to turn around when a machete stabbed into his back. Carly screamed in shock and Crosse grunted in pain. The machete didn’t go all the way through but it was still in deep.

Jason retracted his weapon and threw Crosse to the ground. He started after Carly.

CARLY: (screaming) No! No!

Carly began moving backwards quickly but tripped over her own feet. She fell on her ass into the mud and looked up. Jason was coming at her too quickly. He raised up his machete but froze as two gunshots rang out. Carly stared wide-eyed in terror. Another gunshot and Jason shuddered slightly. He turned around to face Crosse, who was down on the ground but aiming at the hulking murderer.

CROSSE: (shouting) Why won’t you go down?!?

He fired again, hitting his target square in the chest. Jason began running towards him.

CROSSE: (shouting again) Die, you motherf*ucker!

He fired twice in succession, striking Jason in the neck and then right into his mask. He collapsed like a ton of bricks. Crosse pulled the trigger but his gun just clicked. Out of ammo.

Carly just looked on, not sure what to do or say.

Crosse started to push himself up but groaned in pain and passed out. Carly looked to the cop then back to Jason. His machete lay beside him. Her body was shaking slightly. What next?

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Choice for Carly Grant (wsukellie)

A) Hurry over and check on Officer Crosse.
B) Check on Jason. He has to be dead, right?
C) Get Jason’s machete and “finish” him off
D) Run away. Try to find Julie, the road or anyone else still out there

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Cut to Kate.

She was still lying underneath the RV. Someone could easily mistake her for being dead. She barely even breathed. Her eyes stared ahead without emotion. Suddenly, she turned her head. She looked around then crawled out into the open. She moved haggardly and lazily. The site around the RV was empty. Kate slowly began to walk around. She poked her head inside the camper but it was empty. No sign of Jenn, Steve or Cheryl.

Walking without a general direction, Kate set off. She passed the end of the RV and froze up at what she saw. Cheryl’s body was facedown in the mud. Blood stained the back of her t-shirt. A large machete-tip shaped hole was visible in her back. For a few moments, Kate simply stared at the body of her best friend without emotion. Her lips were straight, no smile and no frown. Her eyes seemed dead, no flicker and no passion. They just looked. She moved a little closer.

KATE LEWIS: Cheryl?

She got on her knees and rolled Cheryl over so her face looked up. Blood was all over the front of her shirt also. Mud was caked on to her face, her eyes were shut and her mouth hung open.

KATE: (monotone) Cheryl? You don’t look so hot.

She put a hand on Cheryl’s. Silent for a moment.

KATE: (barely chuckling) Then again, when did you look hot?

Kate slumped off of her knees and rested her hip against the ground. She used her other hand to keep herself up. She kept her eyes focused on Cheryl.

KATE: Cheryl, why won’t you answer me?

Her lips quivered and her eyes watered.

KATE: Cheryl, please answer me. You can’t leave me.

A single tear rolled down. Her shoulders began to shake a little. She gripped her friend’s hand tighter.

KATE: (choking up) You can’t leave me like this. You said you’d get us out of here.

More tears started coming down. She wiped them away quickly. But they just came down harder. She broke down into full sobbing.

KATE: (while sobbing) Y-y-you can’t be dead Cheryl, you can’t! This isn’t real!

She quickly let go of Cheryl’s hand and buried her head into her own hands. It wasn’t enough to muffle her loud sobbing. The forest remained quiet around her, as if it was giving her time to grieve.

Kate continued to cry.

Cut to the road.

Molly was sitting in the cop car now. Jensen had offered the seat to her. She had cried slightly but had gotten herself back in control. She watched out the front windshield. Charlie was pacing again, clearly nervous and impatient. Landon was leaning against the hood of the cop car following Charlie with his eyes. Jensen stood in the middle of the road, arms crossed.

Two quick gunshots rang off. Then another one. After a moment, another. Followed by two more. The echoing sound died off.

Jensen pulled out his gun and turned towards the path. Landon hopped off the hood of the car and looked in the direction of the sound. Charlie stopped pacing and looked also. Molly grabbed the car door handle in fear and anticipation. She didn’t want to be here anymore.

CHARLIE: (quietly) What was that?

Jensen started moving forward, surely but cautiously.

JENSEN: Gunfire. Most likely Crosse’s.

Charlie swallowed dryly. Did he run into Jason?

CHARLIE: (on the verge of a panic) So what do we do now?

Jensen didn’t answer. Charlie looked to Landon for an answer. He was quiet also. Things were tense.

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Choice for Charlie Sheppard, Landon Rochester and Molly Hennessy (edrew_7, AlmostFamous7, TeenagedAngst)

A) Do nothing. Let Jensen handle it
B) Suggest venturing down the path to check things out
C) Suggest getting into the car and driving away to safety
D) Suggest getting into the car and driving into the woods to check things out.
E) Take matters into your own hands and run back into the woods to get your friends out

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Cut to Julie.

She was still running blindly. You could tell she was tired, her pants coming in jagged and heavily. The entire forest was practically black by now, it was hard to tell where anything was. Julie ran for another moment but then slowed to a light jog. Her pace broke into a slow walk as she entered a lighter area of the forest. The lake! Julie could see the moon now and it’s reflection on the calm, crystal water. It helped her to feel slightly calmed down.

Julie walked onto the dock and rested against one of the log poles there. She was trying to catch her breath. She was very winded. A chilly breeze swept in off the lake. Julie shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. A few rain drops began to fall on her. Looking up, she saw a few dark clouds encircling the moon. The storm was kicking up again. Julie held herself closer as it began to rain a little more.

JULIETTE: (softly to herself) I don’t wanna be alone out here…

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Choice for Juliette Neill (Baby_Claire)

A) After you catch your breath, head back into the forest to find someone
B) Go to the end of the dock and look for a way across the lake
C) Head down onto the nearby shore and attempt to swim across. Hey, it’s a possible way out
D) Sit and wait. Carly will come back for you, right?

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END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 18 - Show Me Your Soul

Carly panted, staring at the two unconscious and possibly dead bodies in front of her. Jason and Officer Crosse. Everything around her was quiet. She wasn’t sure what to do. Maybe Julie was still around? Carly slowly got to her feet and backed up, keeping her eyes on Jason. She backed up off the path and looked to where Julie once was waiting. She wasn’t there, as Carly expected.

CARLY GRANT: (softly) Julie…where did you go?

Carly looked behind her one more time. No changes on the path. She took off into the woods.

Crosse slowly lifted up his head. He saw Carly running away.

OFFICER CROSSE: (weakly) No, wait…

Crosse attempted to stand but his back hurt him too much. He saw his gun lying not too far away in front of him. He began crawling pathetically towards it.

CROSSE: (groaning in pain) Come on…

He outstretched his hand and almost retrieved his gun. Without even noticing, Jason was already back on his feet with machete in hand. Crosse quickly looked up.

CROSSE: (strained) F_uck!

Jason raised the machete up and swung it down powerfully. The screen cut away before it connected.

The road.

Charlie, Landon and Jensen were all standing at attention while facing the path into the woods. Molly was still sitting in the car, watching warily. Everyone spoke in whispers, as if a loud voice would cause something terrible to happen.

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (whispering in that tone) What do we do?

OFFICER JENSEN: (also in the same tone) I need to back him up. You kids should wait here.

LANDON ROCHESTER: (normal voice) We can’t just sit here and waste more time thinking of a plan.

His normal tone almost startled everyone. Charlie and Jensen looked to him.

JENSEN: What are you talking about?

LANDON: We have to get back in there. Carly’s waiting. Everyone’s waiting. They could be in trouble.

CHARLIE: Kate’s back there too but we can’t just throw ourselves back into danger for nothing!

LANDON: Kate is nothing to you? All of our friends are nothing?

CHARLIE: Landon, that’s not what I meant…

LANDON: Sorry, I’ve heard enough. I’m done waiting around.

Suddenly, Landon broke into a sprint and raced down the path. Molly became a little more alert and Charlie looked around wildly.

CHARLIE (to Jensen) Well, come on! We gotta go after him!

Jensen was also confused. Molly, watching from the car, spotted his key ring on his belt. She opened the car door and leaned out.

MOLLY HENNESSY: (yelling to them) The car! We can follow him in the car!

Jensen spun around.

JENSEN: What? Are you crazy?

Charlie began walking towards the car.

CHARLIE: Yeah! Come on, we have to go after him.

Charlie reached the car and urged Jensen to hurry with a hand motion. Unsure, Jensen looked to the path then back to the kids. Defeated, he jogged over to the car.

JENSEN: Ok. You two, in the back. It’s safer back there.

Molly slowly got out. Charlie helped her into the backseat. It was different back there. Molly had never been in the back of a cop car. Charlie hadn’t either. Jensen slid into the driver’s seat and started the car up. He carefully drove it towards the path and angled on to it. Charlie put a hand against the iron grate in front of him in anticipation. Molly watched anxiously out the side and back windows. Everything seemed clear for now.

Jensen increased the speed a little and they continued forward.

Cut to Julie.

She was still sitting on the dock. Rain was falling down lightly on her without the cover of the trees. She was still panting and catching her breath. Things felt cold for a summer night. The water rippled calmly due to the rain drops. Julie peered into the thick darkness that was the forest. She was all alone and she didn’t like it. A sense of terror was creeping back up into her brain. She couldn’t take just sitting here and waiting anymore. Julie took one last moment to catch her breathe before standing up again.

She wrapped her arms tightly around her and began walking back into the forest. Before long, she heard things moving. Twigs snapping and bushes rustling. Julie was practically blind in the dark.

JULIETTE NEILL: Carly? Is that you?

She froze up in her tracks and stared off in the direction of the sound. Before long, she saw the faint outline of the figure moving closer. They walked at a fast pace. Julie watched it and knew it couldn’t be Carly. The figure was taller and larger and wider. Julie gulped and began to back up.

JULIETTE: Who are you? Please stop coming closer!

Julie glanced behind her then looked back to the figure. Her vision was adjusting to the darkness. She could tell it wasn’t Carly. It wasn’t Landon, Charlie, Molly or anyone else. Julie began running back towards the dock in pure fright.

JULIETTE: (screaming) No! Please leave me alone!

Jason emerged into sight from the darkness, running towards Julie. Blood dripped from his machete. Julie reached the dock and looked behind her at Jason. She tripped suddenly over a gap in the wood planks. Julie fell face first onto the cold wood. The rain started to pick up a little bit. It was audible hitting the water’s surface. Julie heard Jason’s footsteps coming closer as she scrambled back to her feet. She ran quickly to the very end of the dock and halted to a stop. Her toes were on the very edge. She spun around.

Jason was running towards her.

JULIETTE: (brokenly) I don’t wanna die…

Julie moved her foot and she hit something. Looking quickly, she saw two rowboat oars lying there. She quickly picked one up and held it close to her.

JULIETTE: I will use this! Don’t hurt me!

Jason drew closer but Julie swung the oar in a last ditch effort. It hit Jason near the shoulder but only cracked in half. He didn’t stop. Jason swung the machete towards her head but Julie dropped to the ground just in time. Tears streamed down her face a she picked up the other oar and began hitting Jason in the legs. Jason began to reach down and grab her. She thrust the oar up and connected with the mask. There was a dull thump as Jason reeled back slightly. Julie kept jabbing the oar up, hitting Jason with the tip of it.

In a fit of rage, Jason knocked the oar away and lunged at Julie. She screamed in between sobs and tried to fight him off. She felt her strength slipping away. Suddenly, her shirt ripped and she rolled backwards out of the killer’s grip. She rolled off the end of the dock and splashed into the water.

It was freezing. The water instantly chilled Julie to the core. At first, she felt she didn’t have use of her limbs. She floated in limbo in the crystal water. Opening her eyes against it, she looked around. The lake was a deep shade of blue, eerie and dark. Julie could make out a hazy outline of the full moon. The rain drops hitting the surface distorted the world outside of the water. Julie felt like she was worlds away from the surface. The water seemed to freeze and sweep her emotions away. She slowly regained feeling in her finger tips and moved them slightly.

Julie went to take a breath. She inhaled some water and immediately began coughing, violent bubbles rising to the surface. She realized where she was and what her situation was. She darted to the top.

Julie surfaced, sputtering and coughing out cold water. A hand immediately grabbed a handful of her damp hair. She let out an icy scream, colder then the lake water. Jason’s hand began to lift her out of the water with ease. Julie thrashed and tried to fight back, splashing water everywhere in a fit of panic. Her body had been chilled and slowed by the water. It almost hurt to tense her muscles.

Jason’s large hand tangled with her hair and grabbed the top of her head. Julie raised her hands up around his wrist but her tiny hands were no match. She sobbed desperately.

JULIETTE: (weakly) I don’t want to die!

She felt Jason’s fingertips dig into the top of her skull. It made her flinch and whimper in pain. Jason began to lower her towards the water.

JULIETTE: (last burst of energy) No! No!

She kicked her legs back and forth in the water. She wasn’t able to keep her body above water. Jason pushed everything but her head under. She sputtered and screamed desperately as water splashed right by her mouth. She knew she wasn’t going to be able to get back up. The sobbing stopped but some warm tears still ran down from her face.

JULIETTE: (solemnly) I’m sorry….everyone…

She took a last deep gasp as Jason shoved her head underwater.

Cut to the police car.

They drove at a slow pace. Charlie was anxiously leaning forward. He kept looking out every window and holding his hands against the grate in front of him. Molly nervously glanced out the window next to her occasionally.

JENSEN: Man, where did this kid get to?

CHARLIE: Just keep going. He ran back to our RV, it’s at the end of this path.

JENSEN: Whatever you say kid.

Jensen kept driving, picking up the speed a little. He suddenly slammed on the brakes a moment later. Charlie and Molly jutted forward.

MOLLY: (confused) What’s going on?

There was a pervading moment of silence.

JENSEN: Bodies. We got bodies.

CHARLIE: What? Who?!

Jensen quickly shut the car off. He grabbed his gun and stepped out, locking the doors behind him. Charlie tried to follow but found the door locked up.

CHARLIE: (shouting) Let us out! Unlock this damn door! I need to see who it is!

Charlie pounded on the door and smashed his fists and feet against it. It remained locked. He sat back, sighing angrily.

MOLLY: (quietly) I have a bad feeling about this….

Charlie just looked at her.

Cut back to Julie.

Bubbles spewed out of her mouth and floated to the surface, popping. She kicked her legs and tried to free her hair from Jason’s grasp. His hand remained tightly around her locks. She tried slamming her head back and forth and swimming away. No matter what she did, she remained in the same place. A chilling cold crept into her body. It was different than the feeling she had when she first fell in. It was like death itself, manifested in the cold water.

Julie’s heart pounded ferociously. Her lungs burned with the lack of air. Her eyes bulged in her head. Her limbs thrashed. Almost involuntarily, Julie opened her mouth wide. She swallowed water only to spit out more bubbles. She kept her mouth opened, screaming distortedly. Bubbles hid her face but she slowly stopped moving. Her arms floated down to her side. The bubbles disappeared.

She was alive. Just barely. She looked up. The full moon was rippling from this view. It looked rather peaceful. A dark cloud was slowly moving in front of it. As the cloud concealed it, the hand ripped itself free from her hair. Her body slowly began to float to the top as her eyes closed.

Jason stood back up tall, pulling his machete up with him. He watched Julie’s body float up, face down. Small waves rippled away from her. The body began to float towards the center of the lake.

Rain came down harder.

Cut to Landon.

He finally slowed to a stop. He was looking on at the RV.

KATE LEWIS: (O.S., softly) Landon?

He spun around to see a stressed and beaten up Kate.

LANDON: Kate!

He quickly ran up to her.

LANDON: We got help. One of the cops is dead but the other is still alive and he has a car. He can call for back up too. We’re gonna be ok.

Kate just looked at him with sad, round eyes.

KATE: (flatly) Everyone else is dead.

Landon swallowed hard. He bit his lip and struggled to find any words.

LANDON: Everyone?

Kate just started crying again and leaned her head against Landon’s arm.

LANDON: (slightly loud) Everyone? Even Carly?

KATE: (choked up) I….I don’t know. Cheryl’s dead and everyone else is gone. I think…he….he followed them.

Landon looked all around the forest. It was empty except for the two of them. He remembered passing by Steve and Jenn’s body and almost losing it. He couldn’t let anyone else die. Especially not Carly.

LANDON: (hesitant) Ok…we need to get back. We just need to get out of here.

Holding Kate’s arm and guiding her, the two began walking back to the path, away from the RV.

Carly ran out from behind a tree, on the opposite end of the clearing. She saw two figures in the distance.

CARLY: (screaming) No! Wait!

She had hurt her ankle running through the forest. She began limping towards them as fast as she could.

Landon stopped.

LANDON: Did you hear…?

He turned around.

LANDON: (ecstatic) Carly! Carly!

He broke away from Kate and sprinted towards Carly. Carly smiled as Landon drew closer. He grabbed her and embraced her tightly.

LANDON: I was so scared, I thought you were dead.

CARLY: I lost Julie, I didn’t know to do. I just keep running.

Landon pulled away from the hug.

LANDON: No more time to waste. We need to get back.

Kate began to wander over.

CARLY: But Julie…

LANDON: S*hit…

Cut to the road. Jensen was bent over the dead body of his partner.

JENSEN: No….Crosse? This can’t be happening.

A large machete wound was marked in his face.

Jensen stumbled backwards. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Charlie was back at trying to open the door. Molly watched through the grate and out the front windshield. She saw two bodies that she knew were some of her friends. She wasn’t sure who they were. She looked back to Jensen.

MOLLY: (suddenly screaming) He’s behind you!

Charlie, startled, looked up. Jason was running towards Jensen.

Jensen looked to Molly who was screaming and banging on the iron grate. He spun around and Jason was right there, rushing at him. Jensen fumbled for his gun but he was too slow. Jason impaled the machete right through his stomach.

MOLLY: (shrieking) No!

Jensen dropped his gun and blood dripped from his mouth. Jason stabbed the machete right through his chest and lifted him into the air. His legs twitched and spasm ran through his body. He flung Jensen off his machete. His body crumbled to the ground. Jason began towards the car.

MOLLY: (screaming) We need to get out!

She began fighting against her door which was also locked. Charlie kept hitting his door. They were stuck. Jason went around the car towards Charlie. He stood right outside the door.

MOLLY: Charlie, look out!

Jason punched through the glass. Shards rained all over Charlie and the seat around him. Jason grabbed Charlie by the neck and easily hauled him out. Molly screamed, unable to help him.

Charlie was dropped to the ground. He rolled away from Jason’s oncoming machete. He got to his feet, unsure what to do. Jason grabbed Charlie by the back of his head and slammed him against the driver’s side window. It cracked slightly. Molly cried out at the sight. Jason slammed him again. Charlie’s smushed face looked right at Molly. Blood leaked from his mouth and streaked onto the window.

Jason released Charlie and he slid out of view. Molly clamped a hand over her mouth, wanting to scream in terror again.

Jason walked back to the broken window and reached through, grabbing at Molly’s pant legs.

Molly was pressed against the opposite door, shouting and kicking her feet.

MOLLY: No! No! Someone help!

She clawed at the iron grate and everything around her. There didn’t seem to be a way out. Suddenly, another window shattered. Molly saw a shoe being pulled away and Charlie dragging himself to his feet. He quickly pulled the lock up and jumped into the driver’s seat. He turned the keys in the ignition and grabbed the steering wheel.

Jason looked at him.

MOLLY: (screaming) Drive Charlie, drive!

Jason pulled out of the window and into the other one, grabbing Charlie’s head and squeezing it. Charlie slammed on the gas. Jason held on desperately but was eventually tossed away from the car. Charlie wavered for a second before passing out and hitting the wheel. His foot still on the gas.

MOLLY: Charlie! Get up!

The car roared forward at high speeds with Molly trapped in the back and Charlie unconscious in the front.

Landon, Carly and Kate heard a car racing towards them. They were standing right by the end of the RV.

LANDON: The cop car!

They realized it wasn’t slowing down. Landon and Carly quickly moved aside. Kate stared at the bright high beams in the dark and froze up like a deer in the headlights.

LANDON: Kate, get out of there!

She wasn’t moving so Landon rushed towards her. The car was rapidly approaching Kate but Landon dove in at the last second, tackling her away.

The cop car smashed into the RV, forcing the RV back a few inches. As soon as the car impacted, a huge explosion ripped out from the cop car. Flames spread everywhere.

The rain continued to increase making an odd noise as it fell on the dancing flames.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 19 - Here Without You

Kate was pressed against the dirt, Landon’s arm draped around her. Carly had fell to the ground from the outward impact of the explosion. She looked on at the dancing flames in horror. Nothing and no one moved.

Eventually, Landon slowly turned around. Kate pushed herself up and looked also.

LANDON ROCHESTER: (hesitant) Was there….anyone in there?

Kate just shook her head and kept her eyes glued to the increasing fire.

KATE LEWIS: I don’t know.

Landon got to his feet and strained to look through the fire. He thought he faintly saw a shadow…

CARLY GRANT: (O.S., in a panic) Landon! Landon!

She came running around the burning vehicle and up to Landon, grasping his arm.

CARLY: (slightly out of breath) I saw…I think I saw people in there!

Everyone looked to the burning car in distress. Landon jogged over to it. As he came closer, he heard a bloody scream. Followed by:

VOICE: (screaming) Help! It’s all over me! Please get me out of here!

It was a female voice. Landon got as close to the flames as he could and looked through the window. He saw a shadow on the opposite side of the seat, flailing and thrashing around.

LANDON: Hold on!

Landon lapped around the car and saw the broken window. Flames danced around the border of the window and onto the body of the female. Clenching his teeth, Landon just reached in and took a hold of the person there. He lugged the body out as flames burnt into his skin. He bared with it as Molly came head first out of the window and then onto the ground.

Landon dragged her away from the car. Flames were still all over her body.

LANDON: Kate! Carly! Help me!

Molly was whimpering and shaking, unsure what to do. Landon began to drop dirt on the living flame and patting it out. It seemed to be working somewhat. Carly and Kate came around the car and stopped at the sight.

CARLY: Oh my god…

Kate’s mouth just hung open. Molly was in bad shape. Her clothes were ravaged and her entire body had been subject to burns. She continued to whimper as Landon worked on the fire. The driving rain was helping and hurting at the same time. It was helping to put out the remaining fire but each hard rain drop was pounding against open, burnt flesh. It made her squeal in pain each time a drop connected.

Landon looked up into the sky, pushing some of his hair away.

LANDON: We need to get her into the RV or something. This rain isn’t helping at all.

KATE: But it’s putting out the…

LANDON: (cutting her off) It’s just hurting her! Here, get her inside. Get cold wash cloths, ice, anything that can help. She’s in no shape to run away right now.

Carly and Kate hurried over. Carly gently took Molly by the shoulders and Kate got her ankles. They slowly lifted her and shuffled over to the RV. They moved inside and laid her down in the carpet. She let out a soft moan. The two instantly got up and began to look for the things Landon mentioned.

Outside, Landon looked all around him. At the driving rain, the beat up RV, the burning police car. No one seemed to be in any shape to fight off Jason. Not again.

Suddenly, the front door of the cop car fell off. A body came falling out. Landon jumped to his feet. Charlie was shouting and rolling across the dirt. He wasn’t as bad as Molly, somehow, but he was still burnt and in pain. He extinguished the flames quickly. Landon hurried over to him.

LANDON: Charlie!

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (wheezing) It hurts…so bad…

LANDON: You’re going to be ok. Let’s get you onto the RV.

CHARLIE: But…

Charlie slumped to the ground and Landon started working on picking him up. Charlie opened his eyes again, glancing past Landon’s shoulder. Jason was standing there, not too far away. Charlie opened his mouth but could only cough and let out pained noises. Jason began to run in their direction.

LANDON: Just hold on. I got you.

Landon heard quick, heavy footsteps. He began to turn around but Jason grabbed him savagely around the throat. The impact caught him off guard as he dropped Charlie and thrashed his arms. He began to cough and sputter while he grabbed at Jason’s hand.

Charlie began to crawl away slowly, towards the RV.

CHARLIE: (softly) Just hold on…

Jason lifted Landon up into the air as Landon kicked and punched to free himself.

Charlie managed to pull himself up onto the RV steps. He dragged himself up them and collapsed while he was still on them. Carly and Kate were there, tending to Molly.

CARLY: Charlie!

KATE: (choking up) Oh no… no, no…..

CHARLIE: (weakly) Landon….Jason…outside…

Charlie seemed to pass out. Carly’s eyes grew wide. That was all she needed to hear. She got to her feet and grabbed a small knife off the counter.

CARLY: (fiercely) Kate, take care of them.

She just looked up to Carly with sad eyes and nodded slowly. Carly stepped around Charlie and went outside.

Jason slowly turned with Jason struggling in his hand. He slammed Landon down into the burning police cruiser. He landed, sprawled across the driver and passenger seats. Flames immediately leapt onto his shirt.

LANDON: (shouting in peril) No! No!

Jason leaned down and grabbed Landon’s throat again, pressing him against the hot material of the car. The fire raged around him, already burning and searing his skin. Landon kicked and flailed his arms desperately but nothing seemed to knock Jason away.

Carly froze outside. She saw Jason leaning into the cop car.

LANDON: (O.S.) Get off me, you son of a bitch!

Carly gripped the knife tightly in her hand. She ran over to a Jason who wasn’t paying attention.

CARLY: (yelling out) F_uck you!

She jumped onto his back and dug the knife into his upper back. She twisted and quickly pulled it out again, stabbing him near the shoulder. He barely responded. Carly dug her nails into his skin to hold on but Jason easily reached behind him and swatted Carly off. She went falling to the ground, hitting it hard. Her knife bounced aside.

LANDON: (screaming) Carly!

The flames had burnt off a good amount of his hair. It was already deforming his face. His clothes were half burnt away and his skin seemed to be bubbling. He kept shouting out for help, his pained cries not doing any good. Everything was brown and blistering.

Cut to the RV.

Kate could hear the commotion going on outside but she was trying to tune it out. She was bent over Charlie, who had his eyes closed and his mouth open, breathing deeply. She was holding a wet towel and gently dabbed at Charlie’s burns with it.

KATE: (whispering) You’re going to be fine…

She set the towel down over his forehead. She turned to Molly who was in a similar but worse state as Charlie.

KATE: How are you?

Molly just groaned and moved her hand.

Kate grabbed another wet cloth and began to dab gently at Molly.

KATE: I won’t lose any one else. I’ll keep you guys safe.

She smiled sadly.

Cut back to Landon. He was worse, shouting and screeching with the last of his strength. The heat was unbearable, the flames were licking at his skin intensely. Soon enough, the fire consumed his entire body and blended it in with everything else. Only Jason was visible, leaning into the fiery grave. Landon screamed one more time. His raw, blistered and browned hand fell limp. Jason continued to hold the victim against the fire but he soon backed up.

Turning around, he saw Carly was out cold. He began to move towards the RV. He pulled his machete out and stomped up the stairs. There was no one there.

Carly slowly picked up her head. Jason was gone. She wasn’t sure where her knife was but she wasn’t focusing on that. She saw Landon’s leg sticking out from the cop car. It was horribly burnt.

CARLY: (barely audible) Landon…?

She couldn’t get to her feet. She began to crawl closer to the car. Suddenly, Landon’s charred body fell forward, out of the car and onto the ground. Carly froze. The rain hit Landon’s hot skin and some steam rose off. All of his hair was singed off and his body was deformed by the fire. Carly moved closer. She didn’t want to believe it.

CARLY: (choking up) Why?

She drew up right next to his body but didn’t dare touch it.

CARLY: We were….why did you have to go?

She held a hand over her face as the tears began to flow down.

Cut inside. Jason slowly moved through the RV corridor. There was no sign of anyone. Machete in hand, he scanned from beneath his mask. He passed the bathroom door and kept going. Suddenly, Kate jumped out from the bathroom with an axe. She slammed it straight into Jason’s back with a loud scream. Jason turned around to attack but stumbled to the side. He burst through the door and fell into one of the bedrooms. His machete clattered to the ground.

The closet door was cracked open.

Inside the closet, Molly and Charlie were laid up against respective walls. Molly heard the door open followed by a bang.

MOLLY HENNESSY: (weakly) Kate?

She pushed the closet door open and with her head down, began to crawl out. When she finally looked up, she realized it wasn’t Kate. Terrified, she tried to slowly turn around and get back into the closet. Tears welled up in her eyes but it hurt for the salty water to stream down her face.

Jason got to his feet, spotting a burnt and pained Molly. He ripped the axe from his back and held it in both his hands. His own blood dripped from it. He began to approach Molly.

MOLLY: (desperately crawling away) No…I don’t want this…

Jason towered over her. Knowing she couldn’t go anywhere, Molly rolled onto her back and looked up at her attacker. Charlie was unmoving, weakly watching in horror. Kate grabbed Jason’s machete and hurried into the room but she was too late. Jason raised the axe up.

Molly’s mind raced. In the next second before everything went dark, things seem to move in slow motion. Molly thought back two or three days ago, when no one would have ever expected this. She thought back to laying and talking with Ted. Where did he ever get to? Molly only hoped he made it out alive. It was only a fleeting thought but it gave her a sense of happiness. Had she loved Ted? Maybe. She loved her friends just as much and didn’t want to think of them as six feet under. Maybe, one day, she’d see most of them again. A feeling of sadness came along with the death of her friends but she tried to see the glass half full. They would all be together again, just not in this place.

Molly was tired. Her face hurt too bad to crack a smile. But at least she could hold on to that fleeting sense of happiness and friendship.

The axe came down connecting right into Molly’s face. Blood shattered all over the immediate area. Molly Hennessy was dead instantly. No pain and that’s what she would have preferred.

Jason ripped the axe out and stepped over Molly’s body. He began walking to Charlie, who could only flinch. Jason grabbed the closet door and ripped it off. Wood pieces fell to the floor. Jason forced his way into the closet and stood over Charlie. He prepared the axe. Suddenly, a machete came bursting through his chest, spraying blood all over Charlie’s face.

KATE: (shouting) No one else!

Charlie was too shocked to react.

Jason fell to his knees and slowly slumped against the wall. Kate pulled the machete out and extened a hand towards Charlie.

KATE: (sadly) Let’s go…

She helped a damaged Charlie up, supporting him with one hand and holding the machete with the other. They exited the RV. Carly was there, still sobbing over Landon’s body. Both teens looked over in sorrow. All of them were drenched by the rain. The fire was low now but still burning. The sight around them was very somber. Charlie and Kate approached Carly.

KATE: Is he…?

Carly swiftly stood up and looked at the two of them, trying to stay strong. But it was evident she was about to break down.

CARLY: Where is he?

KATE: Inside….he killed Molly. But I…I got him.

CARLY: Are you sure?

Kate nodded quickly. Carly took a deep breath. She saw his machete in Kate’s hand. Maybe she really did kill him…

CARLY: When I was looking for Julie, I saw a small row boat by the docks. We should…(voice beings to crack) should…find it and ride it across the lake. He can’t follow us there.

Kate nodded again. Charlie coughed and almost fell over. Carly quickly came over and supported him too. Without another word, the three began to walk off through the rain. Soaking wet, they supported each other and held one another up. They were all they had left. It was time to go home.

Inside the RV, Molly and Jason’s body remained still. Suddenly, a hand grabbed the axe handle.

END SCENE

[–] BB20-Host 15 years ago

Scene 20 - Drifting

They were soaked in the downpour. Their bodies were overly stressed, worked over and run down. The moon was out but hidden by dark storm clouds. It’s faint light was barely visible. Quick bolts of lightning streaked across the sky in the distance. Carly, Kate and Charlie reached the end of the dock. Charlie suddenly slipped out of the slippery arms of the girls. He hit the wood with a thud and groaned.

KATE LEWIS: Charlie!

She quickly bent down at his side and gently put her hands on him.

KATE: Are you ok?

CHARLIE SHEPPARD: (softly) I can’t go much further.

Kate looked up at Carly, worried. Carly wasn’t looking in their direction.

KATE: Look, we’re almost there. The boat is right there, just a little further. You can do it.

Charlie reached two hands forward. Kate looked at his burnt, blistering skin but quickly looked away. He was going to be alright. He had to be alright. Kate fought back a tear. Charlie’s body shuddered.

KATE: (choked up) Carly, help me get him up.

CARLY GRANT: (suddenly) I need to go back.

Even an injured, half conscious Charlie was shocked. Kate’s mouth just hung open. Carly could read her friends’ reactions. She shook her head quickly.

CARLY: Something doesn’t feel right. Jason took six bullets and got right back up. I don’t think one stab is going to keep him down. He’s still alive.

Kate looked at the wet machete at her side. Then, back to Carly.

KATE: (shakily) B-b-but….it was right through the heart! He…he just has to be dead.

CARLY: (frowning) Heart? He doesn’t have a heart.

Kate fought back a sob. She didn’t want to believe it but denial won’t help. Jason was an unstoppable killing machine.

KATE: What are you suggesting? We go after him? It was your idea to cross the lake. Why do you wanna go back?

CARLY: I know. No, not us. Just me. You take Charlie and cross the lake. Find help on the other side.

KATE: No. No way. I’m not leaving you by yourself. You don’t stand a chance alone!

CARLY: (defiant) He took too much away from me just to have me walk away now. I want him to pay for what he did.

Kate swallowed hard. Carly maintained a stony look.

KATE: (sadly) He took so much from me too. My best friends, my life! That doesn’t mean I’m harboring a death wish to go back after him. I just…I just want to go home. With you and Charlie by my side. I can’t stand to watch anyone else suffer. Please, let’s just go.

A few tears welled up in Kate’s eyes. Carly’s lip quivered slightly but she held back any signs of weakness.

CARLY: Sorry but that’s you, Kate. Things won’t sit right with me until I know he’s dead for sure.

Kate closed her eyes and thought for a second. Then, she bent down and picked up the machete.

KATE: (quietly) At least take this with you.

Carly took the wet handle in her palm and enclosed her hand around it. She nodded to Kate.

KATE: I’ll see you on the other side…(beat) right?

CARLY: Of course.

Kate just nodded also. Carly turned around and headed off into the words. Kate watched her go until she couldn’t watch anymore. She bent down to Charlie.

KATE: (whispering) Come on, we got to get to the boat.

CHARLIE: No…

KATE: What?

CHARLIE: You want to leave Carly here?

KATE: No! Of course not! What else can we do?

Charlie used his weak arms to push himself up. He looked to Kate.

CHARLIE: The camp. We can find shelter there until Carly is finished. Jensen has back up coming too. If we can just wait it out….

KATE: Yeah….are you up for walking?

Charlie somehow managed to pick himself up. He almost fell but Kate quickly stood and caught him. They began to slowly limp in the direction of the camp. Kate took one last glance across the rippling surface of the water.

Cut to Carly

She speed walked through the forest. Her mind was racing. Thoughts were jumbled up and mixed around. Only one thing was clear. Kill Jason. Her hand gripped tighter around the machete, droplets of water sliding off the blade. She continued to stomp over wet twigs and branches. She wasn’t going to stop until he was decapitated and his body was in pieces. Anger boiled up inside of her. She was planning on turning Jason Voorhees back into nothing more than a terrifying legend. He wasn’t going to kill anyone else.

Carly spotted the RV beyond a break in the trees. The flaming police cruiser next to it was smoldering now, smoke rising up into the sky. Carly passed a tree but heard a crunch! She froze, holding the machete ready. A beat of silence. Nothing moved. Suddenly, an axe came flying at Carly. She ducked just in time as it spliced into the tree. Jason appeared holding the handle, working at freeing the axe.

CARLY: (muttering) Found you.

Carly stood up and swung the machete brutally. It stuck into Jason’s side as some blood splashed out. She pulled the weapon back out but Jason retaliated with the axe. The handle landed across her face, knocking Carly to the ground. She rolled to the side just as the axe came crashing down. It landed in the wet soil just beside her. Carly staggered to her feet and jogged forward a couple steps. Then, she turned and faced Jason.

CARLY: Come get me!

She turned and ran towards the RV. Jason lumbered after her. Carly ran up the steps just as Jason swung again. The axe scratched against her back just enough to slash her and draw a little blood. Carly reeled but managed to keep going. She disappeared into the RV as Jason continued the chase. As Jason rounded the corner, a fire extinguisher smashed into his face knocking him backwards. Carly attacked again, spraying the contents of the extinguisher and covering Jason in a thick white cloud. She threw the heavy can into the cloud and picked the machete back up.

CARLY: (whispering) Come on…where are you?

Jason suddenly lunged out from the cloud with inhuman speed and strength. Carly managed to avoid his axe as he stumbled past her. Carly turned around and plunged the machete through his chest before he could turn around. She retraced it and Jason fell to the ground on his back. His axe lay beside him. Carly took one second to push her hair away. Then, she stood over Jason and raised the machete high.

CARLY: Back to the legends, Jason.

She stabbed the machete down with all her strength and pent up anger. It went right into Jason’s chest and through the floor of the RV, pinning him there. Carly then went for the axe. Jason snatched her ankle and knocked her to the floor and tried dragging her closer.

CARLY: (shouting) No!

She thrashed her leg. She kicked with all her might. Her foot lurched back then sprung forward, hitting Jason right in the face. His mask cracked under her heel and broke off. It fell to the floor. Carly rolled over and grabbed the axe. She got up and readied the axe. It was then she saw Jason’s face.

It was shocking. Disfigured, scarred, saggy, blistered. One or two wisps of hair fell from his discolored head. Carly wasted no more time studying the monster’s face. She lifted the axe up and slammed it down. It hit Jason right in the face, practically splitting it in half. Blood immediately began to trickle down. Jason fell flat to the floor and didn’t move anymore.

Carly backed away. She went over to the closet and began to search for something.

Cut to a dark cabin. Kate was sitting in the middle of a room holding a small lantern. Charlie was wrapped in a blanket. Rain was heard, muffled, pattering against the old wooden roof of the cabin. Kate glanced back at Charlie who was possibly asleep. She let out a sigh and looked back at her lantern.

Cut back to Carly.

She stood over Jason with a gas canister. She poured it over his entire body. Then, she picked up a starter firewood log. She went outside and over to the police car. She made sure not to look at Landon’s body. Carly placed the log against a small fire still inside. It leapt onto the log and began to burn it. Carly shielded the fire from the rain with her hand and ran back inside. She approached Jason again and put the log right next to his body. The fire began to spread over him and burn him.

CARLY: (softly) I hope you feel everything Landon did.

She didn’t stick around to watch anymore. She slowly walked off the RV and back across the camp site. All the tents were knocked over and soaked with rain. A warm breeze swept across the open area. Carly dropped to her knees. She wasn’t crying. Wasn’t smiling. She breathed deeply and sharply. She slowly laid herself out on the cold ground. A single tear dripped down.

Sometime later…

Kate’s lantern light was flickering with the last seconds of it’s life. She had lost track of time inside of the cabin, doing nothing but watching the dancing flame within the glass.

KATE: Charlie…?

He stirred slightly.

KATE: I have a feeling back up isn’t coming…

CHARLIE: (desperately) It has too. They won’t leave us here.

Kate just traced a finger through the dust.

KATE: Or Carly for that matter…

CHARLIE: Are you giving up?

Kate sighed loudly. She shook her head.

KATE: How can I not? Charlie….what are we supposed to do? We can’t wait here forever for something that’s probably not coming.

Charlie forced himself up. The blanket fell from around him. He slowly rose to his feet.

CHARLIE: (bitter) If that’s how you feel, we’ll go back to the docks. If you got it in your head that Carly is dead….then we’ll sail out of here now.

Kate got up and followed Charlie towards the door.

KATE: (pleadingly) Don’t be mad. I just…what else am I supposed to think? It’s been an hour, maybe more. No sign of any one else

Charlie stopped in the doorway and turned around.

CHARLIE: I’m not mad. I just…heh, have I told you I love you?

He smiled feebly, trying to change the mood.

KATE: (caught off guard) L-love?

Before Charlie just answer, he suddenly groaned. He let go of the doorway and fell to his knees. Kate saw the tail end of an arrow sticking from his back.

KATE: (screaming) Charlie!

Before she could react, two more arrows came sailing in out of nowhere and lodged into Charlie’s back. He fell flat to his face, barely alive.

KATE: Oh! no!

She rushed over, carefully to avoid the open doorway. Tears were already streaming down her face. She heard a whistling and an arrow suddenly pierced the wall right next to Kate’s face. She let out a scream and scrambled away a bit. Charlie lifted his head and reached out for Kate.

KATE: (hysterical) Stay down! Just stay down!

She began to move closer to him. Charlie’s head dropped down onto the cold wood like a brick. Some blood trickled from his mouth. Kate laid flat to the ground and moved her way over to Charlie. She reached a hand out and gently touched his shoulder.

KATE: Please…be alive…

She began to rub her hand back and forth over the only area she could reach that was not stuck with arrows. Charlie suddenly began to speak, his eyes still closed and his mouth still hanging open.

CHARLIE: (distantly) Is this it?

KATE: (sadly, unable to understand) What do you mean?

Charlie coughed lightly before responding.

CHARLIE: (same distant and fading tone) It’s really dark…and cold. Am I dying?

Kate clamped a hand over her mouth and squeezed her eyes together tightly. The grim realization came upon her that he was dying. But it was a reality she did not want to face. She opened her eyes.

KATE: (through sobs) O-o-of course not…I told you no one else was going to die, right? I don’t break my promises. (voice breaking up more) And I don’t plan on starting now.

Charlie smiled weakly. Weakly and feebly. He was barely holding on. He managed to slowly reach over and take a hold of Kate’s hand. She held his back in return.

CHARLIE: (face scrunching up) What then? What is this feeling?

Kate began to sob harder than ever before. But through her tears, she continued to talk.

KATE: (breaking down) Not death. You’re just going away from here. Far away from this horrible place. Where he can’t hurt you anymore. A place really, really far away with Cheryl, Molly and everyone else…!

Charlie frown turned into a smile. He held onto Kate’s last words as he drifted further away. The grip around Kate’s hand slowly released. His hand was limp. Kate rested her head and muffled her cries on Charlie’s body. A bang in the doorway caused her to look up. Jason stood tall in the threshold.

KATE: (shouting) F_uck you!

She jumped up and over Charlie’s body. Jason swung at her with the machete but it just missed. Kate kept running until she reached a window. Without hesitation, she launched herself out of the window. The glass shattered around her as she rolled onto the wet ground. Blood and shards covered her body but she ignored it. She began to run back towards the woods. The camera became blurry in the rain as Kate ran off into the distance. Jason watched from his position on the deck.

Sometime later. Kate emerged from the woods, holding her side and stumbling around. She was back at the docks. Carly was standing there.

KATE: (weak but excited) Carly! Oh my god!

Carly was equally exhausted and beaten up.

CARLY: Kate! Where’s Charlie?

Kate just shook her head, out of tears to shed. Carly looked down.

CARLY: Oh…well, we better get out of here, I guess.

Kate nodded. She walked ahead of Carly, towards the small rowboat tied up there. Carly trailed behind her. After a moment, something began swirling in the water. Out of nowhere, Jason lunged from the water and landed on the dock, dripping wet. Carly couldn’t even turn around before the menace plunged his machete right through her back and out her stomach.

KATE: (screeching) Carly! Nooo!

Blood dripped down as Carly slowly fell limp and laid down on the dock. Jason ripped his weapon back towards him and ran for Kate. Kate, screaming loudly, ran towards the end of the dock. She dove into the rowboat, almost losing her balance. After a moment, she realized it was still tied up. She quickly reached over and pulled on the knot. Not budging.

KATE: Come on! Come on, you piece of s*hit!

She pulled the knot up over the wooden post and pushed away from the dock. Jason swung his machete, barely missing Kate by mere centimeters. At Kate drifted away, Jason stood with his toes hanging above the water. Breathing deeply. Holding his machete. Watching his victim escape.

Kate stared back for a beat. Then, she curled up into a ball in the boat, listening to the boat slowly cut through the water’s surface. Her eyelids felt heavy. Everything was still, calm and quiet around her. Things slowly began to get dark…

Sometime later…

Kate awoke with a startle. Wet streaks ran down her face. She had been crying in her sleep. She sat up, holding the side of the boat. She was still out in open water but she could see the other side of the surface. Police cars were pulling up. A fleeting sense of hope began to rise up within her. Bubbles popped in the water behind her. Kate turned, looking down into the water’s surface. Just a small fish swimming by. She heard voices calling out to her. She faced them.

KATE: (whispering to herself) Well…we’re safe.

The boat jolted to a stop in the sand. Police immediately swarmed her as the screen faded to black.

The next day.

Kate slowly opened her eyes, the shiny white blinding her. Groaning and rubbing her eyes, she sat up. She noticed the hospital gown she had on. She also noticed the ICU hospital room she was in. IV and other various wires were hooking into her arm. There was a knock on the door.

KATE: (groggy) Come in.

The door swung open to reveal Jason Voorhees. He ran after Kate instantly, who could only stare with wide eyes. As he came closer, his mask broke off to reveal his disfigured face except now there was large bleeding scar down the middle and everything was burnt and blistered. Kate began screaming.

She kicked her legs but after a blink, she found herself upright in the same hospital bed. Except now she was sweating heavily and alone. Just a nightmare?

The door shot open and Carly came running in, wearing the same hospital gown.

KATE: (surprised) Carly?!

CARLY: (concerned) Are you ok? I head screaming.

KATE: I’m fine…but I-I thought you were dead!

CARLY: (chuckling despite the morbidity) Dead? No. Close but no cigar.

KATE: On the dock…he impaled you! I saw it!

Carly frowned, looking on at Kate.

CARLY: I guess you hit your head a little harder than they thought.

KATE: Wait…so what happened?

CARLY: I killed him in the RV. Then went back to the docks but you and Charlie were gone. I took the boat across and the police were just showing up on the other side. They found you unconscious outside one of the cabins at the camp a little while later. Apparently you jumped from a window and…well, yeah.

KATE: …At the camp?

Carly nodded. Kate’s head pounded. Everything from that night seemed fuzzy.

KATE: (inquisitively) Charlie?

Carly just held back tears and shook her head. Tears involuntary began to roll down Kate’s cheek. Carly pulled her into a hug. The screen slowly begins to fade.

CARLY: (V.O.) It’s ok. Everything is ok now.

Smash cut to the RV camp site. Everything is the same but police tape circles the area. The camera quickly zooms towards the RV door. Everything is in the same place. Arno’s body pinned to the side. Cheryl face down towards the front. Landon’s burnt body by the opposite end. Enter the RV. Molly’s body lying in one of the bedrooms with a large face wound. But something is amiss. There is a large burn mark on the floor.

Jason is missing.

Smash to black.

THE END