"Scott, man, calm down, he's gone," Kevin yelled, grabbing him by the arm.

"I'm going to hunt his ass down! That's bullshit!" Scott yelled, still pissed off.

"No, really, I'm okay now. We can take care of him later," Nikki said, trying to take hold of the situation. "All I want to do right now is get the hell out of this rain."

"I guess you're right. Let's go," Scott said, finally cooled off. So, in the pouring down rain, Kevin, Scott and Nikki raced to the porch of the first cabin they saw, which happened to be cabin eight.

"Which cabins are you two staying in?" Kevin asked.

"My stuff is in cabin six, but there isn't a bed, so I'm going to the nearest cabin with a bed in it," Scott stated.

"I guess I'm going to stay with my sister, wherever she is," Nikki said, wringing the water out of her hair.

"I know where she is, come on, I'll walk you to her cabin," Scott told Nikki.

"Ok, I'll be in cabin five, see you guys in the morning, I'm beat," Kevin said, disappearing into the darkness.

With that, Scott and Nikki ran to cabin three, but Krista was nowhere to be found. They did, however, find Nikki's bags, so she figured it was the right cabin.

"She must be in cabin two with Emmy and Ashley," Scott stated.

"Oh, well, I'm not going over there, there's no way I'm even going back outside, I'm drenched from head to toe," Nikki said as she took some fresh clothes out of her bag.

"Yeah, you're right, I better go check in on Ashley," Scott stated, grabbing the doorknob.

"You know, you don't have to go, you can stay here with me," Nikki said, sounding like a little child.

"Oh, um, well, um I don't know, I mean Ashley is over there, and um," Scott stuttered, shocked and not knowing what to do.

Nikki didn't say anything, and then, all of a sudden, she took off her wet shirt and let it drop to the floor. Then she un-snapped her bra, sending it to the floor as well.

Scott's jaw dropped.

He just stood there, shocked, staring at her two large breasts in awe.

"Still need more convincing?" Nikki asked in a sexy voice and she walked closer to Scott.

Scott said nothing.

Nikki un-buttoned her tight jeans and slowly slid them off.

Scott, finally able to close his jaw, could only blare out, "What about Ashley?"

Nikki then reached Scott, and all at once, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hard and passionate.

At first Scott tried to refuse the kiss, but it didn't take long for him to give in, as he kissed her back and reached around her back and slid off her underwear.

One thing led to another, and the two wound up on the bed, where Nikki removed Scott's clothes, and the two started to make love.


Early the next morning, Mrs. Hon sits by her bedroom window looking out over the beautiful Crystal Lake, waiting for any sign of her husband to return.

A loud clasp of thunder woke her up a half-hour ago, when she noticed her husband wasn't lying beside her. She searched the cottage, but she couldn't find him, and their car was still parked outside. The rain was really coming down hard now and she started to get extremely worried.

Glancing again outside the window, she took another sip of her tea just as a bolt of lightning flashed over the lake. Then she heard the sound of the cottage's door slowly creak open.

"Hello? Hunny is that you?" Ada called from the top of the stairs.

There was no response, only the drumming sound from the rain outside.

Suddenly, Ada felt a chill down her spine and pulled her robe tighter, walking down the stairs. When she reached the downstairs there was no sign of anybody, so she went to turn on a lamp.

It didn't work.

The storm must have knocked out the electricity, Ada thought. She then swore to herself and started to walk back upstairs when the back door of the cottage slowly creaked open.

"Chang?" Ada asked quietly.

She peered around the corner and didn't see anybody.

She then felt another chill, much like the one she felt upstairs a few moments earlier.

Frightened, she approached the door, debating on whether or not to close the door, when the door mysteriously slammed shut.

Okay, this is too much for me, I'm getting the hell out of here, she thought to herself. But her thought was cut short when the front door, which was only a couple feet away from her, crashed open and Jason Voorhees came in, grabbed her, and slammed her to the ground.

Lightning flashed in the distance and she could clearly see his rotted body and hockey mask. All of a sudden, it hit her like a ton of bricks.

The legend the townspeople were talking about was true.

Jason was real.

Trying to escape, she kicked Jason in the privates. Growling, Jason reached down to grab her off the floor. Somehow, she managed to squirm free.

She got to her feet and raced for the back door, throwing it open and running into the rain pelting her body.

She ran to her neighbor's house screaming for help at the top of her lungs. She only managed to glance back for a split second and saw that Jason was hot on her tail.

Luckily, the neighbor's house was unlocked, and she sprinted inside, with Jason close behind. The house was completely dark as she screamed for help. She ran through the house as she heard the front door crash open and Jason's demonic growl.

Ada was about to go to their kitchen to get a knife or something to defend herself, when she tripped and fell over something. Looking back, she saw what seemed to be a woman in her early twenties with an ax plunged deep into her chest. She almost threw up on the spot, but was quickly brought to her senses when she heard Jason growling just steps behind her, approaching fast. She jumped over the body and ran toward the back door, when she saw another dead body lying on the kitchen floor. This one appeared to be a man, only she couldn't tell because his head was crushed in so bad, that his brains were gushing out the side of his head.

She screamed again but then saw the back door was already open. She turned around for a spilt second and saw Jason pry the ax out of the woman's chest and approached her faster. Running out the back door, Ada ran the only direction she could-- toward the lake.

She reached the water's edge and turned around, but didn't see Jason anywhere. Frantically, she tried to think of something to do. The sun was coming up and Jason would surely spot her soon.

Just then, Jason attacked her from the side, and threw her down onto the deck hard. She screamed and looked up and saw Jason standing over her, ax in hand. Crawling backward, she tried desperately to get away from Jason, who was just toying with her, knowing she had nowhere to go.

She reached the end of the dock, stood up, and was just about to jump into the water, when the cold steel of the ax cut down through her shoulder and into the middle of her chest. Falling to her knees, blood was everywhere.

The last thing she saw was the sun rising over Crystal Lake.

The dawning of the next Friday The 13th.

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