The next morning, as the sun rose over the camp, Slax was busy in the van, digging for food. He rummaged through all of their equipment, looking for whatever food he could scrounge up, and so far, had been unsuccessful.

Just then, Patty came out of nowhere and surprised him, scaring him half to death.

“Ahh! Jesus Patty!” Slax yelled, grabbing his chest.

“What’s wrong?” Patty responded. “Did I scare you, you fraidy-cat?”

“Well, considering where we are, don’t you think it’s not wise to sneak up on someone?” Slax answered.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right, I’m sorry,” Patty replied. “Whatcha doin?”

“I’m looking for some food,” Slax said.

“Well why didn’t you say so?” Patty stated. “I have a bunch in my cabin.”

Why does that not surprise me? Slax thought. However, he didn’t want to hurt her feelings, so he didn’t say it out loud.

“Jackpot!” Slax rejoiced, finding a pack of strawberry pop tarts.

“What’s that?” Patty asked.

“Breakfast,” Slax answered with a laugh, opening up the foil wrapping and savoring the first bite.

“Come on, let’s go see what the others are up to,” Slax continued as he hiked off toward Carrie’s cabin. Patty didn’t respond. She just trailed behind, lumbering her way away from the van.

Meanwhile, in cabin one, Carrie was already awake and lying on her bed, listening to her portable CD player. She was listening to Evanescence’s “Bring Me To Life” and singing along.

“Wake me up inside, wake me up inside, call my name and save me from the dark...” Carrie sang as she heard the knock on her door.

Carrie took her headphones off and cheerfully answered the door.

“Good morning Carrie,” Slax said with his mouth full, still munching on his pop tarts.

“Morning,” she smiled back. “It’s gonna be a great day.”

“Yeah, it is,” Patty chirped in, finally catching up. “How are you, Carrie?”

“Great,” Carrie replied. “I slept like a rock.”

“Me too,” Patty answered. “But then I woke up early because I was hungry.”

“I think we all are,” Carrie said, sitting back down on her bed. “I’m gonna go see what everybody else is doing. You wanna come?”

“Sure, sounds great,” Patty cheerfully agreed.

“That’s cool,” Slax joined in, wiping the crumbs from his mouth as he finished his pop tarts.

With that, Carrie grabbed her sunglasses and headed out the door, with Slax and Patty not far behind.


In cabin two, Melody was already awake and brushing her hair while Jay was still sleeping.

Melody found an old dusty mirror, so she figured she might as well use it. She took her hand and wiped the dust away, just enough so she could see her reflection, when she noticed a pimple on her face.

“Shit!” she pouted, pulling out her facial cream from her purse. At the same time, Jay groaned and rolled around as he woke up.

“Good morning baby,” Jay mumbled, leaning over to kiss Melody with his eyes still closed. However, he didn’t realize that she was already awake, and instead, Jay leaned over too far and fell out of bed.

“Woah!” Jay groaned as he hit the floor with a thud.

Melody giggled as Jay rolled around on the floor and hurriedly got back to his feet.

“Good morning love,” Jay said as he finally got to his feet, trying to pretend it didn’t happen.

Melody came over and kissed Jay, saying “Does that make you feel better?”

“Oh, yeah,” Jay answered with a smile, kissing her again. The kiss then turned hot and heavy and their hands began to wander, when a knock at the door interrupted their moment of passion.

“Don’t answer it,” Jay said, kissing Melody on her neck. A moment later, there was another knock.

“We better get it,” Melody said, walking away and opening the door.

“Hey guys, are we interrupting something?” Carrie asked, with Slax and Patty right behind her.

“Yes!” Jay rudely answered.

“Don’t mind him, we had to get up anyway,” Melody stated. “What’s up?”

“Not much,” Carrie responded. “We were just trying to round everybody up and see what you wanted to do for breakfast.”

“Did you check Patty’s cabin? I think she took the bag with all the food in it,” Jay rudely mumbled in the background, still upset about their interruption. “That is, if she didn’t eat it all already.”

Patty didn’t hear the comment. She and Slax were having their own conversation outside the cabin waiting for the others.

“Well, I don’t know, let’s go find Louie and Jamal, and then we can eat,” Melody suggested.

“Good idea,” Carrie agreed. “I wonder what they’re up to.”


Meanwhile, in cabin three, Jamal was wide-awake, doing his morning exercise routine. He had just finished doing his regimen of push-ups, and was aggressively cranking out his crunches.

Sweating profusely, Jamal then made his way over to the set of bunk beds and started his pull-ups. Grabbing the top bunk, he started counting them out loud as he began to breathe heavy.

“One!” Jamal groaned. “Two! Three! Four!”

As soon as Jamal got to five, Louie came bursting into his cabin without knocking.

“Yo, yo, yo, what’s up my nigga?!” Louie yelled cheerfully, not realizing what he just said.

That infuriated Jamal, who dropped down and instantly came over and grabbed Louie by the collar of his shirt.

“What you say, motherfucker?” Jamal screamed.

“Um, nothing,” Louie managed to squeak out as Jamal glared at him.

“I know what you said, quit playin’!” Jamal yelled, releasing his grip. “You call me that again, and next time, it won’t be so easy.”

Louie then breathed a sigh of relief and informed Jamal of the day’s events.

“Yo, we’re meeting at the center of the cabins for some breakfast,” Louie stated, heading back toward the door. “Then we’re gonna film, get the van out of the ditch, and head home. I’ll meet you there, dawg, cause I’m starving.”

Louie then quickly left the cabin, and Jamal resumed his pull-ups on the bunk bed.

Outside, as Louie ran down the trail, he couldn’t help but feel like he was being watched. He stopped for a second and turned to look back into the woods. He didn’t see anything, so he continued on his way.

He should have looked in the opposite direction, because standing behind a bush watching their every move was Jason Voorhees, evil glaring in his one good eye. There were more trespassers in his camp.

And he would have to take care of them.

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