DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN JASON, CRYSTAL LAKE, OR ANYTHING ELSE BUT MY CHARACTERS :)

Chapter 3

Once we unpack and settle in, It appears obvious to me that Marissa's next target is Jake. I'm sure she is after him for the money, but who cares, I sure don't.

I have finally finished unpacking my stuff into my room for the weekend. I plop onto my large fluffy bed, which is extremely comfortable, not suprising.

"Rich kids..." I mumble to myself, I really hope I dont end up staying here longer than I have to.

Before I know it the comfortable bed absorbs me into it's bliss and I fall into a deep slumber.

-Four Hours Later-

I awake with a start, on full alert as I hear a loud scream from downstairs in the main room of the house, I basically throw myself out of the bed and run down to the stairs with suprising speed. I come to realization that Jake, Marissa and Anthony are all smoking weed. Really...

"What the hell are you guys doing?" I can obviously tell that Marissa has had way too much and is completely high off her ass, probably seeing unicorns.

"Come join us baby." says marissa, stuttering and stumbling on her words.

"Uh, no thanks..." I state bluntly. "I'm fine with the real world..."

"I can hear colorsssss oh my goddd...!" Marissa screams.

I sigh, god she is completely loopy.

"Why did you scream?"

"Jake was touching me in the no-no spot" she giggles as Jake smirks at her with a certain look in his eye.

"Oh, great to know..." I state before heading back upstairs.

I plop back down on my bed, but for some reason I do not feel alone. I scan the room for any intruders, but see none. I look at my door hanging wide open, having a fear of seeing a shadow figure or something in open doorways, I always have had to shut my doors at night. I get up and quickly close the door and sit back on my bed. I eventually feel my eyes get heavy once more and cover up and lay down, slowly falling asleep once again.

What I didn't know what that I was indeed being watched...from inside my room.

The next morning I awaken slowly, get out of bed and come to realize that the house is completely silent. I figure everyone is still in their rooms asleep. I start the morning by going downstairs and eating breakfast for myself.

Once i finish I head outside, the soft breeze blowing at my small, 5ft. 2in. figure. I approach the lake as my image appears on the water's surface. My soft sky blue eyes peering back at me from the water's smooth surface.

A figure slowly walks up beside me, an absolutely horrific sight, my beloved friend Marissa with her eyes gouged out, blood everywhere, my eyes widen in horror at what I'm seeing only on the water's surface.

"Marissa!? Oh my god what happened!?"

Her soft voice rings through my head, "The pool room...help us..."

"Help us..." She continues.

"Free us..." She says, her voice suddenly having the tone as if hundreds of people are saying the exact same words at the same time.

"Save us..." The voices continue inside my head, they chant over and over as other people begin appearing around my friend and I, all of them covered in blood, wounds showing how and where they were bruitally murdered.

"You will be his...like us...Just like us..." The voices scream into my head, I scream and fall to my knees, covering my ears, begging for the voices to come to a halt.

"Marissa!"

Suddenly I jolt out of bed, sweat coating my skin as if someone just dumped a bucket on me, my sheets dampened aswell.

"Holy...shit..."

I get out of bed quickly but trip over something at my feet, my knee slams to the floor, catching myself. I wince at the pain from my knee, I sit on the floor and tend to my scrapped up, bleeding knee. I look at what I had tripped on, a small bucket? It looks recently emptied as small droplets are still remaining on it's inside walls...I never packed a bucket...nor was there a bucket in here last night.

I blow off the event and get up to my feet and run downstairs to check on my friends, fearing my nightmares may come to life.

As I reach the bottom of the stairs I sigh in relief after discovering that my friends are all spread out on the couches asleep.

"Thank god..."