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"Running, that's what I'm doing, running through the thick trees of the forest surrounding me.

That man, he came to our camp.

He came, the psycho. We took him in, and now everyone's missing.

I carefully walk inside the cabin, slowly going through the door. '

"They're there, their bodies hanging from the ceiling, and their blood dripping into buckets.

He's mad because I don't want to eat them.

He thinks I don't appreciate what he's done. No, no, no!'

"Wake up. Wake up! Wake up Janine.

It's all right now, you're here with me," Dr. Morris reassures Janine.

"Oh, oh yea," she responds trying to re-center herself.

"Why do we always have to go through this? I can't take it too much longer."

"I'm sorry, but we have to learn about your past before we can
progress into the future."

"Well, it's my mind you're toying with.

You'd better know what you're doing."

Dr Morris stands up and walks over to the window to pull up the shades.

"I think your making progress one way or another.

I'm very proud of how far you've come."

"Great," Janine replies sarcastically.
Dr.

Morris walks over to his desk and pulls out a small stack of papers.

"Look, you have to go out and face your past.

It'll do you wonders to go out camping-"

"No!" Janine automatically interrupts.

"I will never go to any camp, not after what I've been through."

Dr. Morris takes his seat behind his desk. "Listen, there's a Dr.

who has opened up a new program to help people recover after major traumas like yours.

You'll be with others who are also suffering from past fears, and will be with great doctors."

"Sounds like a mental institution."

"Janine, please. I can only do so much here.
Won't you give this a try?"

Janine sighs and stands up.
She walks over to a bookcase resting against the wall.

"If I were to go, what would I expect to find?"

She pulls out a book entitles Unsolved Superstitious Crimes of the Past and Present.

"Well, a loving and encouraging environment.

I've had others go to this program before, and it has worked wonders for them.

Why not see what it could do for you?" Dr.

Morris watches Janine carefully. "I'm only trying to be helpful."

"I'm sure you are," Janine says and turns to look at the Dr.

"Well, I guess I'll go.
After all, nothing else has worked before."

"That's the spirit! I submit the paperwork; you won't have to do a thing.

Trust me; it'll be a memorable experience."

"Thanks."

"Do you know where we're going?"

"Of course I do Beth," Tommy responds turning down a dirt path.
"It is around here somewhere."

"What do you think about this summer job? I mean is it really
worth it?"
Beth asks watching the trees go past her.

"Of course it is.
We're getting paid 1,000 just to look after some nutcases in the woods.

It'll be no problem at all, plus we'll be alone together."

"That's all you ever think about isn't it?"

"You know it babe,"
he giggles and glances at Beth's thighs, then back at the road.

He finally notices a large tree that has fallen in the middle of the road.

He pulls to an immediate stop.
"Hey, a little warning would be nice," Beth response irritably.

"Sorry, babe, it's just a tree."
"So, what are you going to do about it?
We need to be at the camp early to help set up."

"Who says we have to be that early?"

Beth smiles and moves closer to Tommy.
"I guess the camp can wait for a few more seconds."

"How about hours?"
Tommy leans forward and begins kissing Beth.

He manages to place his hand under her shirt and touches her breast.

Beth pulls away at the sound of some twigs.

"What was that?"
"Probably just a deer or something, they do have animals in the woods you know."

"Just the same, perhaps you should check it out.

It could be someone from the camp trying to play a trick."
"If it is what does it matter?" Tommy finishes and tries to go back to first base.

"I don't want an audience Tommy. Please, for me."
"Fine," He opens the door and begins to step out."

I'll be right back."
"Thank you, Tommy."

Tommy steps out of the car and begins looking around the woods.
He hears something in the trees behind him.

Beth watches him wander into the thick trees and waits.

There is a deafening silence
and no movement at all.

"Tommy,"
Beth is beginning to become slightly worried, "come on, and hurry up."

She looks in the small mirror and tries to straighten her hair.

She moves slightly and sees a figure in the mirror.

She turns; no one's there.
"Tommy.
Tommy is that you?"

She moves back forward in her seat and looks into the woods,
where Tommy disappeared into to.

"Tommy, get your ass over here or you're not going to get any today!"

Beth screams as Tommy's body is suddenly slammed into the
front window.

She quickly opens her car door and gets out.

Tommy's body begins to slide off the window and onto the ground.

"Please, somebody, Help!"
Beth screams as a large machete is
forced through her neck.

She gives one last scream before her head falls to the ground, soon accompanied by her dead body.

Please, i wanna know how you think about this story before i continue, you free to criticize and point out my errors, though nobody is perfect, we all still learns, thank you.

A/N: This chapter does contain some adult content.
Those of you
familiar with the orginal Friday the 13th shouldn't mind it too to
much.
I hope Enjoy anyway.

"What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding says a
bridesmaid to a waiter.
Yes, but what a shame,"
Robin sings.

"The groom's bride is a LovePeddler-I signed it but haven't you people
ever heard of closing a god damn door!" Kylie sings along.

Both girls continue to sing along to the song I Write Sins Not
Tragedies BY Panic! At the Disco.

Robin is driving the red jeep
down the narrow dirt path through the woods, Kylie is her
passenger.

Kylie is a caretaker and has long blonde hair and blue eyes.

While Robin is the camps cook, and has short black hair and brown eyes.

The song ends and Robin turns the radio down.

"So, what do you think about this summer job?" Robin asks.

"Well, it sounded like fun, but now I'm not so sure,"

Kylie responds keeping her eyes on the dirt path.

"What's wrong with it?"

"Well," Kylie hesitates to respond," these aren't kids we're watching.

They are full grown teenagers, our age, but they're not like us though."

"Because they're insane.

Yea, I know what you mean,
"Robin begins to curl a strand hair around her index finger.

"What do we do if they decide to…
well if they decide to completely lose it.

I don't know if I could handle it if one went off the deep end."

"I'm sure it'll be all right.

They've gone through basic therapy already; besides its worth the paycheck."

"Here we are, I hope we're not too late," Kylie says as she pulls into the camps parking lot.

Kylie parks the car next to the others.

Robin and Kylie both get out and follow the sign pointing to a wooden building.

They walk through the open glass door to join the rest of the caretakers.

"Oh good," Dr. Troon Harris begins,
"we can get started.

Now, I just want to say welcome to Camp Crystal Lake.

I am Dr. Troon Harris; I started this program a couple of years ago and have been very successful in doing so.

Now you're going to here my
long speech about what this program is about and a few of the
rules that all of you must abide by, so listen closely." Dr. Harris
pauses to make sure everyone is listening intently.

"This program was created to help those suffering from severe cases of mental disorders.

This is not a joke, their disorders' are truly serious and they can be dangerous.

Do not think, at any time, that this is not a joke.

Respect them and things will be fine.
Be understanding and kind to them.

Do you understand?"

"Yea, but I have a quick question," a male caretaker asks.

"Go ahead Denis," Dr. Harris responds.

"Are we going to get a break from watching over them?" Denis
asks placing an arm around Juliet.

"I mean, we can't watch them
24 hours of the day.

"I'm afraid I'm very understaffed at the moment.

It's hard to find people who want to volunteer or work for a job like this.

So, I am afraid you won't have a lot of free time.

"Dr. Harris pauses at the sound of a horn honking.
"That's them. Quick, there are
folders on the table with your names on them.

You'll find the name of the person you have to watch over and some basic information about them.

Now, let's not keep them waiting."
The bus doors open and the visitors begin getting off.

They each stop and stretch out their legs.
The bus driver unlocks the large suitcase compartment and begins unloading all the suitcases.

"I can't believe I'm actually here," Janine mutters to herself.

She collapses onto the side of the side of the bus.

"Well we're all here," Cathleen replies, "so we might as well make the best of it. How are you, um…feeling?"

"I'm all right-I guess."
"Ah, finally, I'm glade you're all here." Dr. Harris shouts to the
group.

"I'm Dr. Troon Harris, I'm the one who started this program.
Now I have assigned each one of you a partner.

This partner will watch over you for the time being.

If you want to talk to anyone, besides me, or if you need anything at all they're
always available.
They will find you, so no need to worry about that.

"No one notices that Kylie and Harvey take off from the rest of the group.

They run into the woods before Dr. Harris continues his welcome speech.

"Your partners will show you to your cabins.
This place has everything you'll need to survive.
We have a gym, and great dining area.

Our cook, Robin makes some of the best meals in town, and I know that for a fact.
" Robin waves to show who she
is to everyone else.

"Now, let me go over a few more rules and then you can get to know your partners."
"I wasn't sure if you were coming," Kylie says.

"I couldn't let you come here alone, now could I?
" Harvey finishes and kisses Kylie. "How has your year been?"

"Pointless without you around."

"I know a place we can go, follow me,

" Harvey says and takes Kylie's hand to guide her through the woods.

"Does anyone have any questions as to how this program is going to be run?

" Dr. Harris states his finishing question with assertiveness.

"Yea, isn't this place nicknamed Camp Blood?"

Dr. Harris looks out amongst the crowd and finds the man who
asked the question.

"That's an old nickname.
It's nothing to worry though."

"But isn't this the place where thousands of camp counselors got
butchered on Friday the 13th?"

Another man asks.
"Yes, that is true, but that happened ages ago.

Besides that's just an old myth created to scare people.

There is nothing dangerous out here-I promise you."

"Here it is," Harvey says.
Kylie looks over Harvey's shoulder and smiles.

There is a large blanket spread out across the ground with pillows and a small cover blanket.

There is also a picnic basket, wine, and two wine glasses.
"You came prepared."

"Of course I did. I had to make everything perfect.
" Harvey holds Kylie's head in his hands and kisses her passionately.

Janine begins to breathe heavily. Memories of her past camp experience are coming back to her.

"Isn't Friday the 13th just around the corner?"

"Yea, just a day away."
Kylie is on top of Harvey, moving her abdomen carefully.

Harvey touches her bare breasts as she moves.

Unknown to both of them, someone is watching from the thickets of the trees.

'This is not the same camp.
This is not the same camp.'
Janine keeps repeating in her head trying to ignore he fears.

"Listen to me," Dr. Harris tries to reassure the group that nothing
will go wrong.

"There is nothing out here to be afraid of.
Jason, or whatever his name is, does not exist.
We are here to asses and rectify your problems.

So, place your trust in me and
everything will be fine."

"Did you reach it?" Harvey asks looking at Kylie lovingly.

"Um…that and more, I love you." Kylie replies smiling.

"I want to ask you something Kylie.

I've been wanting to ask you
ever since I saw you."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Will you marry me?"
"Of course I will," Kylie kisses Harvey passionately.

Harvey lifts himself up above Kylie and smiles down at her.

Kylie looks past Harvey's shoulders and notices a tall man standing
behind him.

He's wearing a goalie mask and looking down at the couple.

Before Kylie can warn Harvey about him, the man pulls out large gardening scissors.

Kylie screams as the scissors are
forced into her fiancées back.

The man pulls out the scissors and
watches her fiancés body fall on top of her.

Without another moment's hesitation the scissors are forced into Kylies eyes and pulled together.

"Well, with that, welcome to the program and I hope you will
enjoy yourselves while you are here," Dr. Harris finally finishes.

Chapter 3: Water, Death

"Where's your partner Janine?" Dr. Harris asks politely.

"I don't know, I guess they got busy doing something else. I
don't mind though, I much prefer being on my own anyway."

"I'll have a talk with her when she comes back. Do you want me
to show you to your cabin?"

"Sure," Janine picks up her suitcase and bag.
"Let me take that, you've had a long trip."

"Thanks," Janine says handing him her suitcase. She begins
following him through the cabins. "
So, what made you decide on
starting a program like this?"
"Oh, well it was my daughter."

"Really? Howcome?"
"She suffered some trauma a while back, and I wanted to be able to help her."

"Did you manage to help her?"
Dr. Harris pauses in front of a cabin door marked with the
number 3. "Unfortunately I couldn't help her."

"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it." Dr. Harris looks up at the cabin door",
well here we are, cabin 3." He opens the door and walks inside
first.

Janine swallows deeply and walks inside. Before she sees
anything else she has a glimpse of her past; the bodies of her
fellow campers hanging from the ceiling, with buckets underneath them; their blood dripping into the buckets.

She stumbles backwards closing the door behind her. She places a
hand over her eyes trying to calm herself.

"Janine, Janine!" Dr. Harris shouts. "Are you all right?"
Janine opens her eyes and looks at her room for the first time;
Abed off to the side, a wooden table in the center, and a fireplace
in the background. "Yea, I'm all right. Just had a flash back for a
second."

"Ok, do you want to talk about it?"
"No, I'm all right. I'll get to unpacking."

"All right, if you're sure," Dr. Harris looks at her intently.
"Yes, I'm very sure."

"Well, I'll see you later tomorrow then. Have fun." Dr. Harris
opens the wooden door and looks back at Janine. "If anything
ever comes up, just let me know."

"I will thanks. Bye."
"Good-bye," Dr. Harris finishes and leaves closing the door
behind him.
Janine places her suitcase atop the wooden table and notices a small dresser off to one side. She takes a few deep breaths and pulls out her medication from her pocket. She opens the bottle and takes her usual pill.

"Hello hello," a woman says from the now open doorframe. She
has long red hair, and green eyes. Her revealing outfit makes her
look like an angel prostitute.

"Hello. Who are you?" Janine asks to be polite.

"My name is Cathleen," she replies walking inside swinging her hips seductively.

"So, what they have you here for?

You can tell me," she walks
around the table and lens forward revealing her ample breasts.

"Why are you here?"
Cathleen straightens her back. "So, your going to be that way are
you miss secretive.
I understand." She walks around the table to stand in front of Janine.
"Some of us are going skinny dipping in the lake, do you want to come?"

"Thanks for offering, but I'd rather stay here for the rest of the day."

"Oh come on now, what fun is that?"
"I don't like to swim, never have really."

"Who says you had to swim, you could just watch.

Come on, it has to be a lot better than just hanging out in your cabin all day.

Why not make the most out of life," she finishes by winking her
right eye.

Janine decides to give it a try, and follows Cathleen out to the lake.
She stands off to the side watching the others undressing and jumping from the pier into the clear water.

She peers over the edge into the water and takes a step back.

A naked Cathleen walks beside Janine and smiles.
Cathleen jumps in to join the others.

"Jump in, the waters fine," one of the men shouts out to Janine.
"I'm fine up here, thanks for offering."

"Oh, what are you a chicken?" The same man shouts at her.

"I don't like swimming," Janine replies in a low bitter voice.

The same guy swims over towards Janine and grabs hold of her leg.

"If you don't jump in I'll pull you in."

Janine pulls her leg free from his grip.

"Look, I will not go swimming-I don't care what you call me."
"Yea, I'm sure."

"Just leave me alone fucking bastard," Janine says angrily and
runs from the pier and onto land.

She stops and turns to look
back at the group behind her laughing and having a good time.

"It's highly over rated anyway."
Janine turns to see another man standing behind her.

She stares at him curiously.
"My name is Brandon," he twitches his neck as he talks.

"Do you have an itch?"
"No, it's a form of OCD."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Do you want to go inside, they're serving brunch?"

"Sure." Janine follows Brandon to the dinning area.

The sun has finally gone down. The last of the skinny dippers is
about to leave.

He walks out of the water and into the cold weather.

He walks over to the log that he had placed his clothes upon only to find that his cloths are gone.

"What the Bleep," he says and glances up to see Cathleen holding
his clothes.

"This is for being such an asshole to Janine earlier today."

"How was I supposed to know that she would make such a big
deal about swimming in the lake?"

"Stephen, you are such an asshole."

"Thank you darling, now may I have my clothes back?"

"Nope, you'll have to come to the dinning area to get them now,"

Cathleen says and takes off in a run to the dinning area.

"Dammit," Stephen mutters to himself.

"Women, why do all the hot ones have to be insane?"

Stephen sits in the sand and looks
out at the water.

He turns to look behind him and notices someone walking towards him.

"I thought everyone was in the
dinning hall, oh well.
Can I borrow your jacket?"
The man walking towards him reveals a large two by four.

He lifts it up and forces it across Stephen's head.

Stephen falls to the ground unconscious.
Janine and Brandon are walking back to Janine's cabin for the
night.

"So, are you ever going to tell anyone about your past Janine?"
Brandon asks kindly.

"I don't know yet.
It's a horrible past that I've been trying to get over for the past five or so years."

"Can you give me a hint; I won't tell the others if you don't want
me to."

"What's wrong with you?"
"Well," Brandon pauses and thinks for a second"; I don't know
where to begin."

"Wherever you think you should begin at,"
Janine replies trying to sound kind.

"Um, as a child I was abused. See, my original father died in a car
crash, so my mother re-married. The only thing she cared about
was that he was a father figure, and that was all.

My step father did some things, very physical things to me.
I had to testify against him, and it was just a whole messy scenario.

Some doctors think that's why I have OCD; others think I was born
with it.

Either way, I still have to get over the trauma that my step father provided for me."

"That's horrible."

"Yea, well shit happens. So," Brandon says twitching his neck
and clanking a set of keys", what happened with you?"

"Well, mine began at a camp, like this one. Um, it was meant to
try and empower us so that we could live a better life. Um,
things got a bit out of hand.

I was the outcast of the group, so I was constantly picked on, and one day we had a visitor pass
through.

He saw me and took a liking to me, I guess. Anyway,
on that day we were going to swim.

I was nervous because I wasn't very good at it.
The other kids were getting annoyed so they pushed me into the water and I nearly drowned.'

"The guy didn't like watching me getting picked on, so he took
revenge on them for me.

He killed them all. I saw they're bodies hanging in my cabin, their blood dripping into buckets.

The man said they were a gift for me, and was eating them.

I refused and he took it the wrong way and tried to come after me.

The police found me and he was arrested.

I was never the same again."
Brandon grabs Janine and holds her in his arms.

Janine begins to cry into his shoulders.

"You don't ever have to be afraid, I'll protect you,"
Brandon whispers into Janine's ears.

Nice story. Though it is self expository. Most or all of them are gonna get killed.

Well done. Writing n'est pas facile

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