Disclaimer:I dont own Jason, but i'd give him a hug... he looks like he needs one
Location: Campgrounds. 11pm
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She's stopped screaming. She must be dead. Regrets? None... well, maybe one. The fear she once had in her eyes has been replaced buy white, red, and that black goop they insist on smearing all over their faces.
Disgusting
I let the mattress fall back to its spot and stretch my arm. It has been busy lately. Something about lack of school. It's evident they haven't learned anything… or will learn anything. Casting a last glance at the destroyed cabin, I head out to see if anyone else is left. I could have sworn….
A gun cocks
Found 'em.
The last one. Trembling. Ha. I cock my head and stare amusedly. Of course… there is nothing a gun can't fix right? Wrong. But he doesn't know that.
"Y-you monster!" he takes a step.
I'm the monster?
I'M the MONSTER?
Does he even realize what he has done to me? Look at me! No one deserves to turn into this. A child, killed while those who are supposed to watch him, are paid to watch him, fuck in a cabin. A child, who watches his only family left get her throat slit. Just a child in a grown body who can't even speak.
Damn mask.
And yet I stand here. You killed me, you killed my mother, and I'm the monster? I have half a mind to tell him off… that is, if I could talk. Damn it. I'll just rip out his heart instead.
A step
Gunfire
Pause… then another step
A scream and a chase ensues. Again.
It's not until and hour later I've gathered all the bodies and started tying them to rocks. Why? To keep them from floating up to the surface of the lake of course.
On second thought, maybe I should let them float. Then maybe, just maybe, I'll be left alone. But no one seems to be smart enough to realize that coming here means death. I know full well that humans have used my legends to make films. Publicity.
I grunt and go back to tying the bodies
One knot
Another knot
She seems kind of skinny.
One more for the anorexic slut
I heave the bolder into the lake and down it goes. That's the last of them…
For now
Stupid kids
It's another half hour before I get to my mother. Trudging my way through the skulls, I leave the newest one off to the left somewhere. I turn to face her. Maybe I smile. I can't tell anymore. I seat myself next to her, checking her over; making sure no damage has come to her. I raise her hand to my eyes
I'm missing a finger
When did that happen?
I'll find it later
I put her hand back where it was and turn to look through the small hold in the pit.
Full moon
Heh, pretty nice
"I wonder," I muse in the silent language I'm forced to use, "If this is even all worth it. Maybe if I stop the legends will die and I can be alone… what I've been doing, it seems more like a job now, you know?" I turn to face her and cock my head, awaiting an answer. When none comes I start again. "Not that I don't find a comfort in it, but it's getting duller and duller. All the faces look the same" I kick a skull. It lands in a sea of similar features.
I begin to rise, but lower back down again. I press my mask to her bony face. It probably would have been a sweet sight… if she was alive and I wasn't holding a bloody machete.
"Goodnight mom" I wait for an answer. None comes, so I leave.
And I trip. Damn it. What now?
A box? I fell over a box? No, wait... it's nicer than a box… could it be…
A present?
Who in their right minds would leave me a present?
I scour the area again and find no one. I turn to face the colorful box. Crouching down, I poke it with the butt of my knife.
Nothing happens
Look left
Look right
I pick it up and head into the nearest cabin.
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