One actually two Voorhees.A well known silent superhuman, undead and effectively immortal killing machine, who haunts Camp Crystal Lake and the surrounding area, driven to slaughter anyone he encounters there with his mothers voice leading on to his he has became my obssesion ever since I first heard of him through online 's the main reason I decided to make psychology one of my prime subjects and with the fact that I was completely into horror movies and I would go online and join a chat with other fans,or so called fans,and talked about how he is real even though other says I only joined online after I was finished with college classes and wasn't much since I was an artist and god,my paintings where worth a good amount of money to keep me ...

Today my luck will change,including my life.I will be going to Camp Crystal Lake for the week since I have the time off from school and probably not work since I did promised myself to continue painting or otherwise I would forget how to draw for a how,right now I was driving out to my secret obsession,luckly I found out their was a small cabin around the surrounding area of Crystal Lake by going through a hell of research in the in the mirror of my 2006 Mercedes-Benz CLS Class car I looked my self over in excitement prepared for my probably-encounter.I had my mid-back lenght black hair in a high ponytail with my bangs that reached to my nose clipped to the left to keep it off my a plain black t-shirt with some faded blue jeans with black and white out of the perfect.

I arrived at the cabin I searched for in content as I pulled my car infront slowly to make sure none of the tree branches scratched my awesome I stepped out of the car I looked over the cheap but nice up the porch steps and reaching my hand over the door frame to feel for the key.I opened the door and stared at the comfortable little house that had a nice spacy living room with a couch,coffee table,fireplace,and two on the opposing side their was the down the hallway that seperated the living room and kitchen,their was a room on each side across each the same with a queen sized bed,a window with a table next to it,a small closet and a bathroom.

Deciding that I should unpack before it turns it wasn't a wise thing to be out at night if you believed in the rumors of and forth I came from the car to the living room unpacking things from boxes filled with art supplies to food to clothes then to other neccessary things and when everything was out the car into the cabin,I locked my car with the alarm not wanting any kind of loud noise around.

"Well...Jess,your first night alone in a cabin without any sign of survival for the next week and your doing great...so far." I said to myself with a around the quite lonely cabin,I looked out the window and watched as the sun was setting and decided it was time to turn on the I didn't turn them on when I first came in,which would of been a good idea but either way they were on now.

I walked over to the laid out laptop that I took out from one of my boxes and sat on the couch indian style with it on my to look over her research on how to out run serial killers if you couldn't befriend she was glad she took forsenic classes for psychology because she can then probably understand what a serial killer was thinking.

Jason watched in disguist as he saw a cabins lights turn on from his own shelter knowing someone has trespassed his boundaries and will soon feel his machete pierce through the body in a matter of what had to be done,he silently walked through his forest and went towards the light with his machete ready in hand.