Zack went back to his motorhome, asking himself, where is Tina? Is a killer on the loose? He wants to find out, he went out and grabbed a flashlight to venture out in the wildeness. He soon came across a camp named camp crystal lake. He was amazed by the scenery, the shiny lake, the moonlight illuminating the rotting cottages.

He walked deeper into the camp and chose a house to search, he pointed the light at a headboard and written there was

JASON

To his fright, he chose the wrong house to enter, he was frightened. He tried to get out but he was too late, here he comes. He had fallen prey to the notorious killer believed to have drowned in the lake, he was shocked, he do not know what to do or where to hide, should he hide? Should he fight? Should he scream? His decision was ambiguous. He walked backwards waiting for his death, he felt something, underneath his shoes, "God, help me!" he whispered. He looked behind it was a door, a trapdoor, this was his only hope for survival, without hesitation, he reached for the handle and pulled it open as footsteps approached the door, he has to be quick, he shut the door quickly. In a split second, the front door opened, he can hear footsteps above him. As he was walking, Jason saw a series of footsteps leading to his lair, he dropped the body and pulled open the trapdoor, and pulled his machete and ran towards the silhouette if a man.

Zack was horrified of the creepy lair, it was poorly lit, and much worse, a foul stench filled the old mineshaft, he followed the wire in hope of getting out of there alive, instead, he reached a dead end, and much much worse, Jason was standing a few feet away from him, he froze and was drenched with sweat, he can almost hear his own heart beating, the silence was disturbed by the laugh coming from killer, "Chi-chi-chi-ha-ha-ha" .He ran to Zack prepared to gut him, Zack backed away from the charging bull, and felt something….something round…..something flat…something…SHARP, he pulled it out, it was a knife, he looked at it and back at Jason who was still charging, "ahh! Die! You sh*t!" he stabbed his right eye " Aaaarrrrggghhh!" he shouted, this moment gave Zack the time to run away, away from there. Jason was in pain, as blood poured from his eye, he heard something in his head, "Jason, you don't want to disappoint me do you? Hear me and get up! KILL THEM ALL FOR MOTHER!". He pulled the knife out of his eye ,grabbed his machete and stood up to continue his hunt.

Zack was lucky, lucky that he found a weapon or he would've ended up dead in the lair, he managed to make it to Ted's cottage, "Whitney! Whitney, help me, there's a murderer chasing me! Oh please help," he said, "come on hide, Get in the house," she replied. They got in the house and Zack told the whole group or what's left of them about the struggle, " What a bunch of lies!" said Peter, "Hey Pete, trust me, it's real, and he's coming here," "Oh! The bullsh*t led him to us!" Olivia exclaimed.

It's nearly midnight, none of them were asleep, awake in case that Jason might attack, the lights went out.