REVENGE AT CAMP BLOOD
CHAPTER 17- HELL ON EARTH
The sounds of sizzling were heard as the plane finally came to rest, with smoke rising off of it and clouding up the surrounding forest.
Inside, luggage was scattered everywhere, as well as the seats. It looked like a bomb went off in there.
“What the fuck happened?” Jake mumbled, staggering to get to his feet.
“I don’t know,” Jarrod replied, as he moved the seat that was pinning him to the floor.
“Is everyone okay?” Jake asked.
Just then, a chorus of muffled “yeah”s were heard throughout the plane.
Everybody and everything was scattered about the plane. They were bruised and beaten, but, miraculously, they all managed to survive.
Slowly, but surely, everyone was accounted for.
“Wait a minute…where’s Kevin?” Cammie asked.
“Oh, that’s real nice,” Jake replied. “Now, all of a sudden, you care about him.”
“Fuck you,” she replied. “I just want to make sure everyone is okay, that’s all.”
“He is probably scattered throughout the woods,” Jarrod suggested. “You know, an arm here, a leg there…”
That totally grossed everyone out, and Danielle came over and punched her brother in the arm.
“Owww! What’s that for?” Jarrod asked.
“For being an idiot,” Danielle replied. “We have to get serious here. I say we find Kevin, find out where the hell we are, and get the fuck out of here!”
“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea,” Michelle added.
“I’ll go tell the pilot,” Cammie added.
“Okay, and I’ll go look in the cargo room,” Jake stated, making his way through the rubble.
As Jake made his way to the cargo room, he was shocked to see that Kevin was not there.
His eyes widened as he then noticed that the cargo release hatch was open.
Meaning one of two things.
Either Jarrod was right, and Kevin was mutilated and dismembered, or Kevin was out there somewhere and he needed help.
“Hey guys, Kevin’s gone!” Jake said.
“Ditto for the pilot,” Cammie answered, returning back to the front.
“Great, now what do we do?” Jarrod asked.
Before anybody could say anything, there was an intense pounding on the door of the plane.
“What the hell?” Jake wondered, as he managed to get the door open.
“Oh my god, help me! He’s after me!” Jade screamed, emerging from the torrential downpour outside.
“Who are you?” Danielle asked.
“Jade…Jade Patterson,” Jade said, desperately out of breath. “You gotta help me, he’s after me!”
“Who…Who’s after you?” Michelle asked.
“Jason,” she replied, falling to the floor with exhaustion. “Jason Voorhees! Close the door! I’ll explain.”
Meanwhile, about three hundred yards away, there ran Krista and Agent Radisson, trying desperately to get to the scene.
“Mark,” Krista stated in between breaths. “I have a bad feeling about this.”
“Well, that’s why we’re here, isn’t it?” Radisson replied.
“Yeah,” Krista answered as they approached a nearby woodshed, “But I feel such a strange vibe from this place. It’s eerie.”
Not even a moment later, out of nowhere, Jason jumped out from behind the woodshed and tackled Radisson to the ground.
“Oh my god!” Krista yelled, falling to the ground and sliding on the mud. “Mark! Watch Out!”
She then watched in horror as Jason and Radisson struggled to fight in the downpour, sliding all over the place.
Radisson went for his gun, but Jason knocked it out of his hand and sent it flying out of sight.
Krista then pulled her gun out and shot Jason in the back, sending him growling to the ground.
He then quickly got back up and spun around, surprised to see her, of all people, there.
He took a look at her, then tilted his head toward her, as if to say, “YOU!,” then proceeded on after her.
Krista emptied her gun into Jason, but this time, it had no effect on him whatsoever. He brushed them off like they were nothing.
At that moment, Radisson jumped on Jason’s back and took him down.
Radisson was fighting as hard as he could, but Krista could clearly see that Jason was stronger now more than ever before.
“Oh my god!” Krista yelled again. “Mark! He’ll kill you!”
A second later, Jason regained the upper hand, and picked Radisson up with one hand and launched him in the air, with Radisson landing about thirty feet away, breaking his back against an old oak tree.
Krista ran over to help, but she got her ankle stuck between branches and couldn’t move. She was literally frozen in fear and could do nothing as Jason pulled out his machete.
He slowly made his way to Radisson, who could barely move.
Jason picked up the lifeless Radisson, while Krista desperately tried to break free.
He grabbed Radisson by the throat and slammed his head against the tree with a sickening thud, causing blood to squirt out the back of Radisson’s head.
He then took out his machete and held it right up to Radisson’s face.
“Burn in hell!” Radisson panted, as Jason drove the machete straight through his stomach.
He didn’t stop there, however, as he continued to force the machete all the way through Radisson—and then the tree as well, with the machete coming out the other side of the tree.
An instant later, Jason stood back and tilted his head toward Radisson, “admiring” his accomplishment.
There, about eight feet off of the ground, was Radisson’s body, shish-kebabed to the tree.
“MARK! NOOOOOOOO!” Krista screamed in tears.
Jason immediately spun around, turning his attention to her.
Jason slowly made his way toward her, knowing she was trapped.
There would be no escape this time.
Krista turned her attention to her feet, and continued to try to free herself, but when she looked back up at Jason, he was gone!
She looked around, but didn’t see him anywhere.
It was hard enough to see in the dark, but the blinding rain sure didn’t help anything.
She looked around in every direction, but could not see him.
Then she heard a noise over by the woodshed.
An instant later, Jason emerged from the woodshed, carrying a tree-trimming saw.
He struggled, however, as the saw would not start in the monsoonal downpour.
Krista took her efforts to the extreme, but she just couldn’t manage to break free, no matter how hard she tried.
She then panicked as the saw roared to life with a sharp whine.
Jason taunted her with it, holding the blade close to her face, then pulling it back, then holding it to her chest, and pulling it back.
Then, just as he was about to have his revenge, out of nowhere, someone tackled Jason to the ground, stalling the saw and sending both of them sliding out onto a nearby trail.
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