Scott played a prank on Terri. 

He shot a stone from a slightshot. 

It hit her ass. 

'Scott, you idiot!', she said.

He smiled. 

Then he stole her clothes, as she swam in the cold lake.

***

Jeff was making out with Sandra. 

Mark was playing a computer game with Vickie. 

'Have you finished?', she asked him.

'I'm in training, remember', Mark answered her. 

'How did you get into a wheelchair?'.

'Accident. My legs are crap', Mark said.

'Are the rest of your body working?'.

'Yes', Mark smiled.

And she kissed him. 

***

Scott ran. 

As he did so, a trap was set. 

His legs went around some rope.

He was hauled upward into the air.

'Shit! I hate Paul, and his wilderness bullshit!'.

'Serves you right, you pervert', Terri said.

'Can you get a knife?', Scott asked her.

'If you behave', Terri answered.

'Fine', Scott conceded. 

She walked away to the van.

But, as she did so, Jason Voorhees slit Scott's throat with a machete. 

***

Mark saw the violent storm in the night sky.

'Vickie. Is that you?', he asked her. 

Silence. 

He moved his wheelchair towards the door. 

When he went outside, the rain was heavy...and thunder boomed loudly.

Then a machete came down...and his body crashed into the abyss.

***

Crazy Ralph who was sick of reminding teenagers they were doomed, heard a noise. 

Suddenly he was garrotted.

He died knowing that the horror of the Crystal Lake death curse had claimed his life.

***

The door opened.

Jason Voorhees went upstairs.

He raised the spear in his right hand.

And opened the cabin door. 

Jeff, who was playing a harmonica, was making love with Sandra. 

They saw the killer...and their screams disturbed the night.

***

Terri saw the body of Scott.

She screamed, as she was stabbed in the chest. 

Jason Voorhees was whitling down the sinning teenage campers one by one.

***

In the Roadhouse Diner, the Blues Bar was rocking with music. 

'What if there's a Jason Voorhees. He would be fully grown by now. And, all he knew was his Mom', Ginny said.

'Ginny. Jason's a legend; a legend', Paul said.

'I agree with Paul, Ginny', Ted said.

They were eating hamburgers, and drinking beers. 

'Excuse me, but are there any rooms for the evening?', Ted asked Maggie Price, the 22 year old Manager. 

'Yeah, $15.99 a night', Maggie answered. 

'Here's $50, and a tip', Ted said.

'Ted, right', Maggie smiled.

'Yeah, I am a local', Ted smiled back.

'Looks like she likes you, Ted', Ginny smiled.

'Yeah, I do too', Ted blushed.

He finished eating, and drinking. 

Then he grinned at the head camp counsellors, and headed to his room. But not before he went to the Men's Restroom. Once he peed, he washed his hands, and dried them, before he opened the door...as Maggie said: 'Room 4 is down the hallway, Ted'. He walked towards the room. He opened the door, then he closed it, as Maggie turned the light on. 

***

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