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Crystal Lake

Chapter two

The following morning

The brothers had spent the night sitting outside the cabins keeping an eye out for Jason. Luckily the Trickster, or whoever it was that had zapped them there, had left them with the weapons they had on them at the time they were transported. They both had guns, unfortunately they were both loaded with salt needed to get rid of the spirit they were chasing, but they each had a clip of regular bullets in their jackets, plus each had a silver bladed knife, not that any of the weapons would stop Jason but at least it was better than nothing.

They watched as the counselors slowly emptied out of the cabins one by one. Most of them nodded at the brothers, some even calling them by name.

"Well at least they know us and our names." Dean told Sam as he nodded back to one of the pretty female counselors. "At least we don't have to explain why we're here."

"Yeah it's just like we're one of them, like we were here all along."

"Remember Sam this is just a movie, it isn't real. We've been written into this scenario and we're going to have to make the best of it till we can figure out how to get the hell out of here."

Just then the head counselor Jeff Wilkins walked over to them and looked at them disapprovingly.

"Were are your shirts?"

"Huh?" Dean and Sam said in unison, they had their shirts on and didn't know what the man was talking about.

"Your shirts." Wilkins repeated. "You know damn well while we're here we all have to wear our camp shirts."

"Oh …sorry." Sam apologized.

Wilkins then walked away stopping at every other counselor and criticizing them about something, either their hair, their wrinkled shirts, and even they way they carried themselves.

"You're suppose to set an example." The brothers could hear him say. "The kids will be here in about a month and they're suppose to look up to you. How can they do that when you walk around all slouched over?" He asked one of the counselors who looked back at him but said nothing. When Wilkins walked away the counselor gave him the finger behind his back.

"Seems like our boy isn't well liked." Dean gave a little smile and nodded to the man who had given Wilkins the finger.

"What are we going to do Dean? How are we going to pull this off? We don't even know where our shirts are or what is expected of us."

"Let's just hope our shirts are in the cabin we woke up in, and as far as what is expected of us…guess we'll just have to play it by ear."

"Well if our shirts aren't in there we better think of something to tell that guy or else he's going to be all over us."

"Maybe if we're lucky he'll get killed off in the first fifteen minutes of the movie and then we won't have to worry about what to tell him." Dean glanced over at Sam and smiled.

"Dean we're in the movie too, we could be the ones who will get killed off in the first fifteen minutes."

The smile dropped from Dean's face.

"That's right, I didn't think about that."

They both looked over at Wilkins who glared back at them.

"Let's go, we have things to do! We don't have time to sit around waiting for you two!" Wilkins shouted over to them.

They brothers gave him a small salute then headed toward their respective cabins hoping that there was a shirt in there with their names on it.

They both emerged a few seconds later wearing a yellow shirt with their first names clearly marked on the back.

"Well at least we'll know everyone's name." Dean whispered to Sam as they walked over to the other counselors.

"How the hell are we going to get out of this?" Sam asked. " We know what's going to happen to most or all of these people, how are we going to prevent it from happening?"

"I don't think we can Sam. We got to remember, even though these people look and sound like real people, they aren't, they're characters in a movie."

"So we sit back and watch them get butchered one by one and do nothing?"

"Something like that." Dean didn't like the idea either, but he knew these people weren't real; dying trying to save them wasn't going to help anyone. What they needed to do was find a way back to the real world and as soon as possible, but right now he had no idea how to.

TBC