Janine drove their blue Chevrolet Camaro. They each pitched in some money to pay for it. It drove pretty well for being used. Brandon sat in the side passenger seat, and Elizabeth sat in the back looking through the most recent issue of Fangora. Janine pulled into the parking lot of a newly opened junk yard. It was the only place that was hiring in their area, and they needed the money.

Janine placed the car in park and turned it off. She undid her seat belt and got out of the car, as did the others. It had become routine now. They would get out of the car, go to their usual counters and pick up from the work they left of yesterday.

Janine went to a back office to start looking over some of their budgets and answer messages. She had gotten the job as assistant manager. Brandon went into the back and turned out the large machine to begin crushing some of the old used cars.

Elizabeth took her stool seat in the front desk. She turned the small fan on, and the television, and continued reading her Fangora magazine. Elizabeth glanced at the television and saw a brief image of Leigh Ruberforth. Leigh wasn't anchoring the news, she was the news now.

Elizabeth quickly closed her magazine and turned up the television. There was a large picture of Leigh in the background as another anchor woman spoke.

"This footage was recorded on the night of Leigh's disappearance. Since that night cops have been called in to investigate the crime scene, thus far no suspects have been found. However, several groups of people around America are proclaiming this the proof that Jason Voorhees exists."

Images of people in large groups shouting 'Jason alive' were shown. A few people were randomly interviewed from the groups. The main question that was constantly asked was 'How do you feel about Camp Crystal Lake being reopened for this summer?'

Elizabeth quickly turned off the television and glanced at Janine's closed office door. 'They're going to reopen Camp Crystal Lake this summer' Elizabeth looked back at her Fangora magazine resting on the dirty counter top. 'Janine and Brandon can never find out about this,' Elizabeth thought to herself. She allowed her eyes to scan the front room. 'I must stop them,' Elizabeth thought quickly. She went onto conduct her plan to try and keep people from suffering a similar fate that she had to endure.

"This sucks," Joseph Hayes muttered to his counter partner, Esmeralda Genes, emphasizing the word suck.

Esmeralda just rolled her eyes and finished taking the pictures of the crime scene.

"I can't believe we were the only two deputies sent out to do this? Couldn't anyone else muster up the courage to come to this forsaken camp?"

Esmeralda glared at him over her camera, and went on to take the last picture. She put the camera down and freed on hand from the camera. She took her hat off to reveal her blonde hair put up in tight knot in the back of her head. Her blue eyes glanced over at Joseph. Joseph was caught off guard by her stunning features, even the darkness of the night she was mesmerizing.

Joseph began whispering a tune that he often heard from Esmeralda's office. Esmeralda smiled and giggled slightly. She took her glance away from him and back down at her camera.

"How did you know I like the song Paralyzer?" Esmeralda asked.

"I hold out for one more drink," Joseph began singing the part of the song he had memorized. "Before I think," he said jumping off the shelf he had been perched on top of. "I'm looking too desperately," he continued walking towards her", But so far has not been fun, I should just stay home, if one thing really means one, this club will hopefully be closed in three weeks."

He smiled at Esmeralda who had placed her hands on her hips watching him closely, and trying to hold back her laughter.

"That would be cool with me, well I'm still imaging a dark lit place, or your place or my place," he said holding his hand out.

She put the camera down and placed her right hand into his. They began dancing around the small cabin while Joseph sang the chorus of the song.

"Well I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you. I want to make you move because. If your body matches what your eyes can do, you'll probably move right through me on my way to you."

He paused from singing and was looking straight into Esmeralda's blue eyes. He had his right hand wrapped around her lower back, and she had her arms gently pressing against his chest. Joseph lowered his other hand onto her left check. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. He carefully undid the knot in the back of her head lowered his hand against her back.

Esmeralda carefully undid the first few buttons of his uniform. Esmeralda began walking backwards as Joseph walked forward. They backed into the cabin window. Joseph lifted Esmeralda's legs and wrapped them around his hips. Esmeralda undid the last of his buttons and forced the jacket off of Joseph.

Joseph's eyes shifted for just a second to look outside the window. He saw a tall man in the distance and was about to react when a large pole was forced through the glass and through Esmeralda's chest. The sharp edge lightly poked Joseph's chest. He screamed and walked backwards for a few steps. Esmeralda's body fell to the ground. Joseph noticed Esmeralda's blood all over his body.

He turned and ran towards the door. He opened it widely and saw the man standing in front of him. The large pole was quickly forced into his chest. He fell backwards dead.

Janine, Brandon, and Elizabeth were back in their apartment for the evening. Janine was resting on Brandon's chest watching television with him. Elizabeth was in the kicthen finishing up her Mexican dish for the evening. Enchalada's with Spanish Rice. She was placing the last plate on the table when there was a loud knock at the door. Janine went to answer it, Elizabeth followed behind her.

"Buenos noches," Mr Ramirez said. He was the manager of the apartment complex. He held out a plate of brownies that had been covered in transparent wrapping.

"Oh, hello Mr. Rameriz," Janine responded. "I'm surprised to see you this evening. What's with the brownies?"

"My wife had cooked some extra brownies for dinner, but as you know I'm supposed to be dieting. So, I figured you might want the extra brownies."

"Thank you very much," Elizabeth responded taking the plate from Mr. Rameriz.

"How are feeling tonight?" He asked kindly.

"I'm doing as well as can be," Janine responed. "And yourself?"

"I'm all right, as always. I was just concerned," Mr. Rameriz responded looking at the floor sheepisly.

"Concerned?" Elizabeth asked. "Concerned about what?"

"Well," Mr Rameriz looked around before answering. "I had heard on the news about that camp being reopned, and I wasn't sure how you would take it."

Mr. Rameriz had been one of the very people they told their past to. That's why he offered them a deal on the apartment. Elizabeth glanced up Janine. Janine was frozen stunned.

"They're reopening that camp?" Janine responded still stunned.

"Yea," Mr. Rameriz responded with a slight chuckle. "It has been all over the news all the day. I just wanted to make sure you were coping well with it." He paused. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow morning then. Adios." He said waving them goodbye.

"Yea, goodbye," Janine said cosing the door. "They can not reopen that camp."

"I know Janine," Elizabeth responded.

Janined walked into the living room and watched Brandon sitting on the couch. "They're reopening Camp Crystal Lake," Janine told him.

"They are," Brandon responded. "Why would they want to that? I mean isn't currently under investigation after the death of Leigh Ruberforth and her camera crew."

"I guess they're still continuing with it anyway," Elizabeth responded.

"You two both knew, and didn't tell me?"

"Sorry," Elizabeth walking away. Elizabeth placed the brownies on top of the table and took off the plastic cover.

"I wasn't sure how you were going to handle it," Brandon responded. "After all, your still having nightmares about it."

"Dinner's ready," Elizabeth said from the dinning room.

Brandon stood up and walked over towards Janine. Bradon kissed her and then proceeded into the dinning area. Janine reluctantly followed behind him. They each took their seats around the oval table. Brandon picked up his fork and began eating.

"We can't let them reopen that camp," Elizabeth said to the others. "We can't let others suffer through what we went through."

"Well," Bradon said swallowing his food. "It's their damned fault. If they decide to reopen the camp, then let them go ahead with it. Obviously we can't stop them."

"It's still wrong though," Elizabeth added. "I think we could at least try."

"Not a chance," Brandon said taking another bite of his food.

Janine thought about both sides of the arguement and inhaled deeply. "Maybe we should go," Janine finally said. "Just to warn them, and nothing more."

"Of course," Elizabeth responded.

"Are you in Brandon?"

Brandon looked up the two girls and shrugged his shoulders and went back to eating.

"It's settled then," Elizabeth said and finally began eating.

"It's settled," Janine muttered inaudibly.