Author's Note: Okay, the first part to The Wrath Of Evil was bad so I'm rewriting it.
In the meantime, enjoy this poem. No flamers please, thank you.


The Silent Stalker

He waits in the darkness and shadow

Killing by night

The red of his victim's blood

Shines on his silver machete

When you go to Camp Crystal Lake

He comes for you

No one is safe when he is around

Who is he?

Some may call him Death

Others call him The Undead Killer

Better he is better known as

Jason Voorhees,

The Silent Stalker