Disclaimer- I do not own Jason Voorhees or any other characters from Friday the 13th.
Jason heard Lona howl. He ran as fast as he could to find her. Nothing. She was nowhere to be seen. He searched and yet nothing. Where is she, thought Jason. He looked across the lake only to see Lona limp away into the forest. "Lona," called Jason. He wanted to swim across and get her but he knew he couldn't. "She's all I have," thought Jason. Nervously Jason stepped into the water. It was blistering cold. He took another step closer. Deeper and deeper the water became but Jason still went on. "I can't reach," thought Jason as he began to swallow large amounts of water. Finally he saw nothing but darkness.
"Wakeup," shouted one of the counselors. Jason woke up anxious to see Lona. Jason ran outside to find her. Outside there were lots of birds and other animals. He didn't care about them he just wanted to find Lona. Jason ran into the forest shouting Lona's name, he couldn't find her. A loud sound pierced his ears, soon after he realized it was a gun shot. Jason hoped it wouldn't be Lona. Franticly, he ran farther and farther away from the camp. He heard a strange sound that seemed like a cry and a growl all at once. Then he heard someone's voice, unable to make out what it said he could determine where it had come from. Faster he ran, and louder the sounds of cries got. When finally he came upon Lona. She lay limp, lifeless. Jason looked up and saw the councilor that he had heard in the cabin. He fell to his knees and the councilor laughed.
"Idiot," said the councilor. Jason tried to stop crying but it was no use. His only friend lay lifeless on the ground in front of him. "I'm sorry," said Jason, petting Lonas head. He didn't know how to leave; he would never have anyone to talk to. Deciding what to do, he lifted Lona up and brought her to a more peaceful place. "I'm going to miss you," said Jason. Another tear fell down his face. He wanted to burry her but he didn't have a shovel. Jason began to dig with his hands. "I'll make you the best grave ever," said Jason. After hours of digging he decided it was deep enough. Jason looked at his hands and saw that his fingers were bleeding and that one of his nails was loose. Jason picked up Lona and gently put her down in the ground. He covered the grave with dirt, put stones over it, and found some flowers to put over it. He headed back to camp, but when he got there everyone was outside. "FREAK," everyone shouted in a menacing rhythm. "You were friends with a wolf," said Lauren, looking at him pathetically. Even though he was used to being called a freak he still felt like he didn't deserve to live and he wished they would all just leave him alone. Feeling another tear he ran inside hoping no one saw. He was so tired and he just wanted to go home. Even though he still was crying about Lona, he fell asleep.