Andy turned the nob on the radio, turning it to some punk. I wanna
rock and roll was on.
"We are gonna get there soon dude. What cabin we stayin' in again?" Andy asked.
"Umm...number.....cabin number 4. Yeah, four." Geoff replied. "Look, 'Camp Crystal Lake'." a sign said, " we're here...Get it, I was like the girl in that movie where the house is like, the devil or something."
The car parked up to a cabin, not very far from theirs. They walked into the old house.
"Nice. Kinda old, in a sorta way." Andy said, as he stepped in with bags in his hands. Geoff walked in without Josh's bags. Andy noticed but Geoff answered before the question was asked. " let the bastard get his own shit." He smiled.
"This is my room. When are the girls sopposed to get here." Andy yelled to Geoff.
"They told us to call when we get here. I'll find the phone." Geoff said. He looked around the kitchen, living room, and in the dining room a phone was sitting on a counter. "Odd place to have a phone." He whispered. He picked up the reciever, but no dial tone. "Fuck, it's dead." Geoff got on his knees, and moved the counter. The cord had been ripped out of the socket, with the broken wire dangling. "That's a bitch."
"And don't get it, how couldn't we of stopped him after that?" Harry said, sitting on his cot back at base, lighting a cigerette. He took and puff and blew it out, saying. "The last time you didn't hit the target was like, well, you've always hit the target. This fucker's got some tricks up his sleeve."
"He's off the radar. He must be out of the area. I thought in the movies he stayed by the lake?" Sam said.
"Maybe he knows we can see him. Maybe he's purposely walking out of range, so he can get closer. We aren't that far from one of the borders, right?" Jacob said. He grabbed his chainsaw and sat it on his cot. "Someone come with me I wanna get some firewood and build a fire. Just like camp!" He said, giving a thumbs-up, and smiling largely. Harry got, and said.
"I'll help. Could I take the David's assualt rifle?"
"Be my guest, he's not gonna use it." Spike said.
"Hey! We should show a little more respect for him, he was a great soldier." Sam yelled. "We aren't going to see another one like him."
"You're right. Sorry, man. Ok, go get some firewood. You better come back. I mean it." Spike said.
"Nevermind guys, he's over by that other cabin." Sam said. "Thing much of glitched or something.
"Come on, let's get back to town to call the girls." Geoff said.
"Ok, you gotta quarter?" Andy asked.
"What the hell are talking about... OH payphone, yah in the car, gotta roll of um, but that ain't the other roll." They started laughing. They got into the car and drove away. Behind a tree, Jason stood watching them. He would have to kill them very soon to please mother.
"Ahh. Toasty warm." Sam said, sitting by the fire. He looked down at his watch, 11:12PM.
"Did you hear that." Sam stood up. "Sounded like a car."
"What's a couple more dead teenagers mean, we're stopping at least 50 to 60 other deaths." Harry said, taking a puff of his cigerette. Spike had fallen asleep on the log he was sitting on.
"Shit, now your hearing things." Harry said, laughing. He then yawned. "Lets try the sentry thing again cause I'm fucking tired. This time put up a motion senor gun."
"That's a good idea." Spike said, standing up. He walked to the tent, grabbed his compact radio, attached it to his ear, and turned it to a good sounding station. Video Killed the Radio Star was playing. "I know this song. 'You were the first one. Ow-wa-Ow!'." He grabbed a large duffle bag. " 'You were the last one.' " He sat took a tripod out of the bag. "'video killed the radio star'" He took out a mini gun, and put it on the stand. " 'In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind, we've gone to far'." He typed in what to shoot, how to shoot, and when. He grabbed the duffle bag, " 'you are! A radio star!' " He walked back to the base. "
"Spike look out!" Sam yelled. The gun started to fire, and Spike flew to the ground, pointing his gun at the target. Nothing.
"Damnit. This fucker's playing with our heads." Spike said.
TO BE CONTINUED...
"We are gonna get there soon dude. What cabin we stayin' in again?" Andy asked.
"Umm...number.....cabin number 4. Yeah, four." Geoff replied. "Look, 'Camp Crystal Lake'." a sign said, " we're here...Get it, I was like the girl in that movie where the house is like, the devil or something."
The car parked up to a cabin, not very far from theirs. They walked into the old house.
"Nice. Kinda old, in a sorta way." Andy said, as he stepped in with bags in his hands. Geoff walked in without Josh's bags. Andy noticed but Geoff answered before the question was asked. " let the bastard get his own shit." He smiled.
"This is my room. When are the girls sopposed to get here." Andy yelled to Geoff.
"They told us to call when we get here. I'll find the phone." Geoff said. He looked around the kitchen, living room, and in the dining room a phone was sitting on a counter. "Odd place to have a phone." He whispered. He picked up the reciever, but no dial tone. "Fuck, it's dead." Geoff got on his knees, and moved the counter. The cord had been ripped out of the socket, with the broken wire dangling. "That's a bitch."
"And don't get it, how couldn't we of stopped him after that?" Harry said, sitting on his cot back at base, lighting a cigerette. He took and puff and blew it out, saying. "The last time you didn't hit the target was like, well, you've always hit the target. This fucker's got some tricks up his sleeve."
"He's off the radar. He must be out of the area. I thought in the movies he stayed by the lake?" Sam said.
"Maybe he knows we can see him. Maybe he's purposely walking out of range, so he can get closer. We aren't that far from one of the borders, right?" Jacob said. He grabbed his chainsaw and sat it on his cot. "Someone come with me I wanna get some firewood and build a fire. Just like camp!" He said, giving a thumbs-up, and smiling largely. Harry got, and said.
"I'll help. Could I take the David's assualt rifle?"
"Be my guest, he's not gonna use it." Spike said.
"Hey! We should show a little more respect for him, he was a great soldier." Sam yelled. "We aren't going to see another one like him."
"You're right. Sorry, man. Ok, go get some firewood. You better come back. I mean it." Spike said.
"Nevermind guys, he's over by that other cabin." Sam said. "Thing much of glitched or something.
"Come on, let's get back to town to call the girls." Geoff said.
"Ok, you gotta quarter?" Andy asked.
"What the hell are talking about... OH payphone, yah in the car, gotta roll of um, but that ain't the other roll." They started laughing. They got into the car and drove away. Behind a tree, Jason stood watching them. He would have to kill them very soon to please mother.
"Ahh. Toasty warm." Sam said, sitting by the fire. He looked down at his watch, 11:12PM.
"Did you hear that." Sam stood up. "Sounded like a car."
"What's a couple more dead teenagers mean, we're stopping at least 50 to 60 other deaths." Harry said, taking a puff of his cigerette. Spike had fallen asleep on the log he was sitting on.
"Shit, now your hearing things." Harry said, laughing. He then yawned. "Lets try the sentry thing again cause I'm fucking tired. This time put up a motion senor gun."
"That's a good idea." Spike said, standing up. He walked to the tent, grabbed his compact radio, attached it to his ear, and turned it to a good sounding station. Video Killed the Radio Star was playing. "I know this song. 'You were the first one. Ow-wa-Ow!'." He grabbed a large duffle bag. " 'You were the last one.' " He sat took a tripod out of the bag. "'video killed the radio star'" He took out a mini gun, and put it on the stand. " 'In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind, we've gone to far'." He typed in what to shoot, how to shoot, and when. He grabbed the duffle bag, " 'you are! A radio star!' " He walked back to the base. "
"Spike look out!" Sam yelled. The gun started to fire, and Spike flew to the ground, pointing his gun at the target. Nothing.
"Damnit. This fucker's playing with our heads." Spike said.
TO BE CONTINUED...
