Hello everyone and welcome back to Jason's Revenge. Finally my computer's been fixed so expect a lot more updates. Anyways, time for the reviews.

Smallginger108: Tiffany and Tommy would look great together! Just to keep in mind, she is a flirt. (But Tommy is probobly so her type!)

Response: I'm honestly not sure about that ship...and yes, I'm aware she's a flirt.

Guest: Great chapter, but I was thrown off by the phones what year is this story set in?

Response: Thank you, and yeah, I do believe I should be a bit more direct...why not 2016, as the game came out at that game.


We arrived later that evening with the food we had gathered for everyone, which everyone appreciated quite well, but in different ways. People like Eric and Brandon immediately dug into their meals with the intensity of a feral dog, while others like Deborah and Jenny simply took their time, savoring the food. I sat down by the campfire, taking in the heat and the beauty of the flames dancing on the wood.

I've always been known to stare at certain things, whether living or not. This led to numerous accounts of supposed perversion. I was lucky enough to be able to defend myself well. However, unlike the previous times that I had been able to pull myself out, my eyes were glued to a certain part of the fire. It felt like the fire was calling to me, as if to tell me something, but I didn't know what.

"Kenny?" I jumped out of my daze to see Brandon standing over me with a confused expression on his face. "You alright?" Brandon asked. I nodded. "Yeah, I tend to zone out sometimes." Brandon simply raised a brow and walked off. I suddenly felt Adam pat me on the shoulder. "Hey, look over there." He pointed at Tiffany, who had removed the bun of the hotdog and was sucking on the sausage. "A bit direct right?" Adam whispered. I noticed Tiffany's glance at Chad, to which Chad gave off a shit-eating grin. He waved her over and Tiffany immediately sat in his lap. I rolled my eyes and went back to eating dinner.

"Hey Robbie, where's the damn beers?" I heard Vanessa ask. Rob's face paled. "They're in the car." He muttered. Vanessa glared at him. "Go fucking get them then." Rob huffed and walked off. As soon as he was gone, Tiffany spoke up.

"Let's do some truth or dare!" She began to clap madly, and since we were all bored, we didn't hesitate to join in. In order to make sure everyone got a turn, Adam brought up a name selector, and whoever was chosen was to be truth or dared, then that person would spin and ask the person it landed on. Simple enough I suppose.

Tiffany started first, with the spinner landing on Deborah. "So Debbie, truth or dare?" Deborah sighed. "Truth." I heard mock coughing from Vanessa, who called her a wuss in between the "coughs". Deborah ignored it and simply waited for the truth. "Which boy do you trust the most?" Tiffany asked. I saw her slightly glance towards Chad, as if she was begging for Deborah to chose him. "Eric, since he's the least annoying." Deborah replied, causing Eric to blush madly while Chad glared at Deborah.

Deborah went next and Adam was selected, and this time, he chose dare. I wasn't surprised, since Adam was a gutsy fellow. The dare however almost made his jaw drop. "I dare you to say your crush." Suddenly, Tiffany spoke up. "If you refuse you strip!" I sighed. She's getting very on the nose. Adam sighed and removed his leather jacket. Adam got Eric and asked him. To my surprise, he also said dare. Adam then got an evil look on his face. It was the face he made whenever he had a particularly cruel idea. "Punch Vanessa."

"She'll kill me!" Brandon smiled. "Don't worry, I won't let her hit you." Vanessa glared daggers at Eric. "I don't hit women!" Tiffany smiled. "Well, take something off." Eric paused, then removed his left shoe. Chad glared at him. "No fair!" Eric smirked. "Never specified what I needed to remove."

The game eventually went on for a few more hours until we stopped, where Eric and Deborah had only their shirt and pants left, Adam, Brandon, Vanessa, and Tiffany had our pants, Chad and I had only underwear, and the only ones who had not lost any clothes were Jenny and AJ. "Damn Adam, nice six pack." Tiffany said, causing Chad to grimace. Vanessa scoffed. "Brandon's much better." Tiffany spoke up. "Ok, who's got the best body?!" AJ mumbled something, probably something along the lines of "Of course". Tiffany automatically chose Chad, much to his delight, and Vanessa obviously chose Brandon. Deborah paused, and chose Adam for some reason, which caused Eric to look down in sadness. Jenny surprisingly chose me, and when AJ was up, she walked to the campfire and sat down. Tiffany started towards her, but Jenny stepped in front. "Hey, why don't we tell scary stories." Jenny asked. "How old are you peasant?" I ignored him and sat down. "I'll start with a classic." I cleared my throat.

"Deep down in the underworld, where the demons play and the angels cry, the ruler of hell had been bored for the longest time, and was willing for competition…" Everyone except Chad leaned in, obviously interested. "The ruler set up a king of the mountain style game, and the winner will be transferred to the overworld and every demon was eligible. They all fought tooth and nail, but one fought harder."

"Who?" Jenny asked, which caused Brandon to shush her. Without the interruptions, I continued.

"Jason Voorhees."