ch.1 - One night at crystal lake

? POV

Well what can I say, I am a huge moron, here I am at this god damn abandon camp, because I want to fit in with the cool kids.

:Flash back:

"Come on girl you so got to do it, we all did"

" I don't know will I be able to hang out with you guys if I do?"

"yeah yeah sure and all you got to do is stay one night at camp crystal lake... the whole night and bring something back to prove you were there"

:end flashback:

I think I should tell you more about me, the names Shiloh. Yeah strange name for a 17 year old girl right, I live with my father and older brother Fillmore in town that was the closest to this place, the place called Camp Crystal Lake. Apparently this place suppose to be were Jason Voorhees lives, and teens and adults that wonder here at night end up dead by this hockey mask wearing dead guy. I just moved here a few months ago so I only got the small brief summary of this legend, but I'm not one to scare Easley.

"We'll might as well check out the old cabins while I'm here" I told myself now heading to the first old shack I saw. I walked into the old building to see it was full of creaky old tables, and in the corner an old dart board and broken down fosse ball game.

"This must have been the old mess hall or something " I said walking around the old dusty place the floor creaking with every step I take. I got bored after the 50th time throwing the same dart to the board, so being tired as hell I went to the closes old building and found it to be a cabin but with what luck... no beds not even a wooden bunk that they build to a side of wall in the cabins like the old camps had. I walked to the other cabins like the first cabin there was nothing in them, but that's when I saw the final cabin. This one looked like it was used, not like the others ones that were falling in on themselves it was closer to the lake the view was beautiful looked like something you would see in a movie.

"hmm Who's there" I shouted out loud hearing footsteps behind me, I looked to see a small rabbit hop out of the woods, looked at me and hopped down to the lake. I shrugged off the small paranoia that I was getting from thinking that this Jason guy was real, however it came back after noticing a small light shinning from that old cabin. Was someone living there? I decided that I would take a look maybe it was something I could take back to show the others that I did stay here.

Jason's POV

I was walking in the woods tonight, couldn't sleep, the flashes of my past was keeping me up again. I did this a lot, it was a lot better walk when there was no drunken grope of teens that thought coming to crystal lake was a good idea. I was almost to my cabin the sound of the lake was haunting in itself but it something one can block out after a few years of trying. I looked at my cabin to see a figure of a young woman, standing in front of what I called my home for years. But something was off she wasn't drunk, didn't seem to be on any type of drugs, what could she be doing here?

"Jason" My mother's voice said to me.

"Yes mother" I responded stopping in my tracks, looking at that girl walk into my cabin.

"If she's a bad girl, kill her"