Mariyam and Fredrick Parks pulled up to Camp Crystal Lake, and took a look around. It didn't appear to be dangerous, or if anything had happened at all. However, it didn't explain all the disappearances, or the sightings of a masked killer. "Fredrick, my hair will be ruined by the end of this trip!"
He waved her off, "We have plenty of money, Mariyam, we can fix your hair when we return home with our daughters."
"I suppose." She watched the servants carry their bags to the largest cabin, "How long do you suppose it will take to find them?"
"If they aren't dead, I'm sure they will come to us."
"With how angry Sandra was, I highly doubt it."
"We will see then." There was a hit of annoyance in his voice, "You will not interfere."
"I never said I would."
Fredrick nodded, and walked over to the cabin, and opened the door. It was quaint, similar to the home his parents had owned. He'd told each of the servants that they could stay in a cabin of their choice. But when he suddenly heard a shriek, he rushed outside only to see his wife there, panicking at the sight of a skeleton laying on the floor of the kitchen, "FREDRICK! WHAT IS THIS?!"
He stood there, dumbfounded, there was no doubt that the skeleton was real. There were also bloodstains on the floor, along with animal prints, "I suppose some poor shmuck encountered a bear or something here."
Mariyam frowned, doubting her husband's words, but didn't protest. Following him to the next room, she thought she saw movement for a moment, and felt like something was watching her. Shrugging off the feeling, she began to unpack.
Watching through the window, Sandra's anger boiled, how dare they come here? Silently landing on her feet, she moved quietly through the campsite, watching every move her parents made. When she bumped into Jason, she realized he'd been watching too. "Are you going to be okay?"
"I don't know." She signed back, "I don't want them here, and I'm not exactly able to block emotion with them."
"Do you want me to kill them?"
"No, I want to torture them, make them plead for their lives."
His eyes looked into hers, "What did they do to you?"
She put her face in her hands, and leaned into him, "What didn't they do?" she whimpered, and let the tears flow as he carried her back.
Mariyam could have sworn that she heard Sandra's voice a few hours earlier, but knew she could have been wrong. Stepping outside, she walked over to the woods, maybe a stroll would clear her mind. As she went, she saw that there were several bear traps set, possibly meaning someone lived here. Suddenly, something flew by, seconds later she was face to face with a woman who wore a mask depicting a nine-tailed fox, "Why are you here?"
She didn't know what to do, she had no way to defend herself, and a sharp point was against her throat, "I am trying to find my daughters, my eldest kidnapped my youngest."
"Pity, that doesn't mean you can trespass."
"This was the last place she was seen."
"Oh really?" the woman reached up to her mask, "Do you recognize me now, Mother?"
Mariyam wanted to scream, but felt as if an invisible force had her by the throat. Sandra's eyes were like that of a cat, and her smile was full of mischief, "S-S-S-Sandra? What happened to you?"
Her laugh almost seemed to be evil, and her eyes glittered, "Well, I think I may have found my place, and someone to share it with." A twig behind them snapped, "Speak of the devil, would you like to meet him?"
Mariyam felt Sandra forcing her to turn around, and found herself face to face with the Crystal Lake Killer, and he did not look happy in the slightest….
