It had been a few days, and had been difficult avoiding her parents, but they were going to one of the group meetings she'd heard him mention vaguely. Following him through the tunnel, she found that they were in a large room where there appeared to be a circle of chairs, "It looks like serial killers anonymous…."

"Really close."

She was surprised, and saw other people coming in from different circles, there were at least ten others there. Suddenly, a man who appeared to be burned stepped up to Jason, "Looks like you've gotten soft Jason, is this your-"

"You're going to be an asshole, and say something about me, say it to my face." she jabbed the Sai further against his throat, her face hidden by the mask, "I'd rather not skewer you in front of everyone here."

"It wouldn't be the first time it happened." A man walked up, "I'm Norman Bates. I also got my mom in my head. Unfortunately for me, it's a dual personality disorder."

She looked at him, then back to the man she had at blade point, "I'm Sandra."

"Nah," a girl in a bloodstained prom dress walked over who seemed like she could be in high school, "You don't look like one, besides if you're with Jason here, you gotta have some cool code name."

Sandra was surprised, and was waved over by a girl who appeared to be soaked with water, "You are?"

"Oh," the teen smiled at her, "I'm Carrie, this is Samara." She gestured to the girl beside her.

"Nice to meet you." She turned back to where it seemed like Jason was beating the crap out of the man who'd tried to mock her, "Is that normal?"

"Yeah," Carrie grimaced, "out of everyone here, I swear those two have a vendetta against each other."

"Seems so."

"Jason came to ask for help… But I should probably explain what's going on."

"Go for it, we'll listen to you." She looked back over where Jason had torn off a few of Freddy's limbs, "They're busy."

"Well, my parents aren't the greatest people, and they want my sister back. I took her away from them to protect her, but they're at the camp and I'm worried…"

Samara cocked her head, and walked over to an ominous looking clown, then tapped him on the shoulder. There seemed to be some kind of silent communication going on, but eventually they came over, "We'll be glad to help, it's been a while since I had any souls…"

She didn't like the sound of his voice, but she was grateful for all the help she could get. "You know?" Carrie smiled at her, "I think I know the perfect code name for you."

"What?"

"Well, if you're gonna be Jason's girlfriend, your last name's gotta be Voorhees eventually. But I don't think Sandra fits, but Amayeri does."

"What does it mean?"

"Cunning."