“This is bullshit! I’m sick and tired of waiting around for their asses,” Carrie griped, clearly becoming annoyed.

The trio had been sitting on the dock for hours waiting for the others, and daylight was quickly diminishing. Carrie’s gut feeling returned deep in her stomach, and it was now stronger than ever.

They stayed at the dock the entire time, bored out of their mind and contemplating whether or not to film without the rest of them. Slax chased around a frog until he got tired out and crashed under a tree. Patty must have read about a hundred pages of her stupid novel, and put away a box of Twinkies in the process. Carrie just sat in relative silence the entire time, peering into the murky water of Crystal Lake.

“Let’s go look for them,” Patty responded, noticing Carrie becoming irritated. “If we split up, I’m sure we can round them up in no time.”

“We need to do something, fast,” Carrie stated as she stood up and paced back and forth on the dock. “It’s going to be dark in a few hours, and we’ll have to spend the night again to film if they don’t get back here.”

“Fuck that,” Slax added as he awoke from the recent commotion. “I’m not staying another night in this shit hole.”

“Okay, but be careful you guys,” Carrie said, peering off into the ominous forest surrounding them. “Something about this place just isn’t right.”

Slax just made a scary noise and laughed at his own joke.

“Uh, maybe we should all search together, I mean what if we get lost too,” Patty suggested, sounding a little scared.

“We won’t get lost, and they aren’t lost either,” Slax assured her as he lit up another cigarette. “Jamal and Louie probably settled their differences and are probably lighting up right about now, and Jay and Melody, do I even need to say more?”

“Yeah, I agree with Slax,” Carrie added. “They are probably all goofing around close by. Just stay on the trails and meet back here in a half hour. I’m going to take my camera and get a few shots of the environment while I’m searching.”

“Good idea,” Slax replied. “I’ll be back,” he said as he started off down the nearest path carrying a large stick.

“You gonna be okay?” Carrie asked Patty.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I was in the girl scouts up until my junior year in high school,” Patty informed her with a smile.

“Okay. I’m going back to look around the cabins, so you can take that path right there. I’m pretty sure it just circles right around the outer cabins,” Carrie said, pointing to the nearest path.

“Okay, cool,” Patty smirked, hugging Carrie. “Don’t worry. Everything is going to be alright.”

“Yeah, I’m not worried,” Carrie lied as she watched Patty trudge down the path.

Deep inside, Carrie was scared to death.


Patty had been walking for about ten minutes, but there was still no sign of any of her comrades.

“Ouch, damnit!” she said aloud as she got pricked by yet another thorn bush. ‘I’m going to kill those idiots when I find them,’ she thought to herself as she swatted away mosquitoes.

After getting bit for the third time, she decided it wasn’t worth it and turned around to head back to the lake. However, when she turned around, she found that she wasn’t on the trail anymore. All she saw were dead leaves and high grass.

‘Oh no, don’t panic’ she thought to herself. ‘I’m just going to make two rights and I will be right back at the lake in no time.’

She continued to hike along until she came to a small clearing in the woods, hoping and praying to find someone, or reach the dock.

To her left was what seemed to be a pavilion of some sort, but the roof was now caved in, and to her right were numerous stands of what looked like hay.

‘Is this some sort of old range or something?’ she thought to herself.

Curious, she walked further to investigate, but stepped on a branch, which cracked loudly under her weight.

The sudden noise made Patty scream until she realized that she made the noise herself. She looked down at her feet and saw that it wasn’t a branch she stepped on, but an old arrow.

“Whoa, the archery range!” she exclaimed to herself, happy with her useless find.

‘I gotta be close to the cabins. The people who built this place wouldn’t make an archery range in the middle of the woods. Now all I have to do is find a path leading out of this place,’ she thought.

Then she saw the most glorious sight: the path leading back to the horseshoe of cabins. She could even see the tips of the roofs of some of the cabins along the horizon.

As she skipped joyfully to the path, she heard a ruffle of hay over by the targets.

“Hello? Is someone there?” she asked, excited that maybe she had possibly found some members of the group.

There came no reply.

“Jamal, Louie is that you?” she asked again, to no reply.

She walked closer, and heard the ruffle of hay yet again.

“Okay, Jay and Melody, if you guys are doing something I shouldn’t see, let me know before I peek,” she chuckled.

Then she jumped on the other side, and yelled, “boo,” but ended up only scaring herself as a field mouse scurried out from the hay.

“Oh, you silly, willy mouse. You scared me,” Patty said with a sigh of relief. She reached inside her fanny pack and pulled out a squished Ding-Dong, and was beginning to stuff it in her mouth as she turned around to head back to the cabins.

However, as she turned around, she saw a masked man standing completely still by the caved-in pavilion, staring directly at her.

She put her hand to her brow to shield from the setting sun, and try and get a better look at the man.

When she noticed that it wasn’t one of her friends, she screamed, but her scream was muffled by the mouthful of food.

The masked man made a sudden movement, and then some unidentified object was propelled directly at her.

Before Patty could move, the object struck her directly in the stomach, piercing its way through her insides, and stopping halfway through the bale of hay that was behind her.

Patty looked down in disbelief at the handle of the machete sticking out of her stomach, as blood squirted in all directions.

Chocolate, mixed with blood, dripped from her mouth as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

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