After what felt like an hour of walking, they hadn't gotten closer to town. It was starting to feel like the road was growing. Stretching itself to make sure they could not reach the town that they barely could see. Soon as they slowed down, they all looked at each other. Unsure of what to make of their situation. As it seemed as if they were never going to get closer to any form of salvation. When they stopped, Clay said,"This doesn't make any sense. How in the Hell are we not getting any closer when we've been walking for over an hour?"

"Maybe whatever brought us here is doing it?",Kathryn suggested. It seemed like the only plausible thing in her mind. As whatever had snatched them from their homes probably wouldn't want them to easily get away. From who knows what it had planned for them. She just wondered what the Hell that could possibly be. Shoving those thoughts aside, she asked,"We woke up at that camp for a reason. Maybe we could find a way out if we go back?"

"Like there might be something useful there for the rest of us.",she added. If Clay found an ax there, they might find something else. Like maybe more weapons or possibly more people. She really hoped that there was more people like them. Gently gripping Andy's hand as she stared up at him. Andy glanced over his shoulder as he thought of what to do. Going back didn't seem like an entirely wise idea in his mind. But there really didn't seem to be much else for the trio to do. As they definitely weren't going back to town anytime soon. And unlike Clay, they weren't armed. There was possibly weapons there that they could use as well. He glanced back down at Kathryn as he nodded his head. Slightly frowning, he said,"I guess that's really our best bet for now."

"We'll need to stick together the entire time. No wandering off or anything.",Andy added. Kathryn and Clay quickly agree with his terms. Gently squeezing Kathryn's hand as they turned back to the camp. Hoping that they'd miss whomever had been chasing them earlier in the woods. They didn't need to deal with anymore bullshit. As they walked back toward the camp, they all hoped that their worst nightmares wouldn't catch up with them. And it only took them a couple of minutes to get back to the camp ground. Right to where Clay had gotten his ax from. Carefully keeping watch through the front door of the place as Andy and Kathryn searched for weapons. Anything that could be useful against the trio of killers that were after them. Andy found a wooden baseball bat in the pantry that looked to be in decent shape. It wouldn't be a killing weapon. But it definitely would be a decent defense weapon. All Kathryn found was a rather large kitchen knife. She didn't like the idea of stabbing anyone but it was better than nothing.

While the pair searched for anything else, Clay whispered,"That burned up guy is coming."

Stopping for a moment, Andy looked around the entire mess hall. Then pointed to the back door of the mess hall. Carefully he motioned for Clay to come over as he encouraged Kathryn to walk through it as quick as possible. The three of them moving as quickly as they could manage without their pursuer finding out. As soon as they left, they headed towards one of the cabins to hide.

While the trio had gotten away, Freddy checked through the mess hall. Poking through it for any signs of them. Having lost them the moment they got back onto the camp grounds. He was hoping he'd have a chance to separate Kathryn from the group. Keep her trapped in one of the cabins while he got rid of her two new acquaintances. That's if he could ever fucking find them again. And it was obvious they weren't in the mess hall. Heading out of it, he went to check every cabin that he could. Going through the one nearest the mess hall first. Then moving on to every other one that he spotted. Checking under each bunk bed that he could see.

Sure, it'd be a dumb place for anyone to hide. But scared people usually threw common sense out the window just to stay alive. Unfortunately, they weren't dumb enough to hide under a bed. Or in the closet either. It annoyed him slightly as he continued checking every other cabin. They had to be around there somewhere. And he was going to find them. Even if he had to tear this whole stupid place apart to do so.

While he searched the last cabin, he heard footsteps behind him. Ones that were definitely too heavy to be any of the trio. Turning around, he found himself facing a rather large man in a hockey mask. With a 'Good Guy' doll tucked under his right arm. And a machete in the other one. Looking at him strangely as he stood in the doorway. Keeping some distance from the large man, he asked,"Mind getting the Hell out of my way?"

When the man said nothing, he groaned as he rolled his eyes at him. Debating shoving the man out of his way to continue his search. Frowning as the larger man started walking toward him. Not yet raising his weapon but keeping it at a threatening level. Freddy was far from intimidated as he stayed in place. Soon as the larger man was within a foot of him, he held his clawed hand out. Hoping that it would deter him from getting any closer to him. With a sneer, Freddy repeated,"I said, get the Hell out of my way. I got better things to do than stand here be annoyed by some hockey puck."

Jason briefly debated beating the man to death with the doll. Just to silence his dirty mouth. Mama hated cursing. And she hated hearing other people cursing for a long time. When the man raised his weird glove, Jason tilted his head to the side to stare at it. Those knives were sharp and terrifying. But they were nothing compared to his weapon. Which he raised to press against the side of the dirty mouth man's neck. Trying to tell him to shut up without having to actually say it. Glaring at the man from behind his mask as he pressed the tip harder into his flesh. Watching blood dribble down his throat as he sneered at him instead of looking scared. The man mumbled something that he couldn't quite catch as he used his non-bladed hand to move the machete away.

Then he used his bladed hand to swipe at Jason's stomach. Which he barely avoided getting hit by as he quickly jumped back. The blades snagging on one of his shirts instead and pulling it open. Making him glare at the shorter burned man as he took a step backward. Neither moving as they glared at the other.

While the pair glared at each other, Chucky inwardly groaned. This was the stupidest thing he'd seen in a long time. And he'd done some pretty messed up stuff in the past. Putting that to the side, he glanced between the burned man and the masked one. Deciding whether or not it was wise to let them know he wasn't just a toy. At first, he decided against the idea. Worried that they'd do something to him. But he wasn't in the mood to be in the middle of a brawl either. Especially, when both of his opponents had a considerable height advantage on him. Along with better weapons than him too. It was probably wiser to speak up now or be used as a bludgeoning tool. So he cleared his throat as he patted the masked man's stomach in annoyance. When both men looked at him, he asked,"Can you two have your little shoving match another time?"

"I'd really like to get the Hell out of this place in one piece.",Chucky added as he crossed his arms. Rolling his eyes as both men fell entirely silent. The burned one looking considerably more freaked out than the masked one. Then again, he couldn't see his expression. So he possibly was just as freaked out as the other man. Though, the masked man hadn't dropped him just yet. Something that he found slightly amusing and nice. What was annoying was the silence that had followed for a few seconds. Chucky rolled his eyes as he asked,"What? You two never seen a talking doll before?"

"It ain't like you two are any less freaky.",he added. After all, one of them was wearing a hockey mask and the other was burned like bacon. Soon as he pointed this out, the burned man seemed to regain his senses. Glaring at the possessed doll as he said,"Well, we're normal human beings. Not knock off Cabbage Patch dolls that can talk."

Out of all the freaky things he'd seen, this wasn't what he expected. Freddy stared at the Good Guy as he glared at him. That stupid thing seemed familiar. But he wasn't entirely sure why. Then it hit him, he remembered hearing about it from Kathryn when she came home from school. Scared out of her wits after some kids in her class told her an urban legend. One about a killer Good Guy doll that was supposedly possessed by some serial killer. That had to be this stupid thing. It was real? He kept his face neutral as he stared at the doll then at the hockey masked man. Who seemed a bit more stunned that thing in his arms was actually talking. And talking in ways that he probably hadn't expected. That was made clear when the masked man set the doll on his feet and took a step away from it. Holding his machete to the toy's face as he stared at it.

"The fuck are you scared for?",Freddy asked. When the masked man stared at him, he continued,"You're like ten times his size. Just kick'im."

"Don't fucking kick me!",Chucky shouted. Holding his hands up in defense as he took a step back. The masked man not moving as he continued to stare at the burned man. Looking at the masked man then at the burned one, he suggested,"Listen, how about the three of us just work together? We all have goals we wanna accomplish."

"And we'd do this because?",Freddy questioned. Sure, it sounded good in theory. But how was he supposed to trust that they wouldn't turn on him. Or kill his daughter before he could punish her for her betrayal? Chucky rolled his eyes as he answered,"Because our little victims are probably working together by now. And splitting up never worked well for anybody."

"We've got strengths we can use against them and get what we need faster.",Chucky added. Three against two was better odds than one on two. Like right now. They could easily overpower the duo and he could use his newest spell on the tallest one. Get another body to use against Barclay if he ever saw him again. Make him pay for what he'd done to him. Looking up at Freddy, he grinned as he said,"I've got stealth on my side. You've got some decent weapons and speed."

"And lumpy here looks pretty strong. Probably knows this place like the back of his hand too.",Chucky continued. Jabbing his thumb in Jason's direction for emphasis. Who did nothing more than stare down at him. As if debating whether or not to swing his machete into the doll's head. Ignoring this, Chucky took a few steps towards Freddy. Holding his hand up for the burned man to shake. Tilting his head to the side, he asked,"Whaddya say? Partners?"

For a brief moment, it looked like Freddy was against the idea. But he realized that both these guys could keep Kathryn's new friends occupied. Then he could finally punish her the way that he'd wanted to since two years ago. Grinning, he used his non-gloved hand to shake the doll's hand. With a smirk, he said,"I'm in. Don't know about Hockey Puck here."

Both men stared at Jason as he stared back at them. Partners? With these two weirdos? Both of which were swearing more than his Mama would ever be comfortable with. Then again, it would be nice to have help get rid of his unwanted guests. Even if they were complete weirdos like these two. And they probably would immediately leave after they got what they wanted done, done. So he put his machete back in its holster as he nodded his head. Taking a few steps towards them, he held out his right hand to the doll. Who immediately took it and shook it as he grinned wickedly at Jason. The burned man took his hand back as he asked,"Any ideas on how to get those three out of hiding?"

"Three? I thought there was only two people running around?",Chucky asked. That information surprised Jason. He'd seen two people. One was some random bad girl that had been drinking at the lake. He took care of her pretty quickly. And some bearded guy that ran off after he'd seen him kill her. Jason looked down at the doll then at Freddy. Tilting his head as he made a 'go on' gesture. Freddy answered,"My daughter got a few new friends. Some tall guy and this bearded fellow."

Tall guy. That made him think of that tall man who'd stolen the pretty girl he'd rescued. One that had beaten him to...shoving those thoughts aside, he stared at Freddy. There was another guy and some girl running around camp? Another girl? He hoped she wasn't as terrible as the other one he'd dealt with. Chucky raised an eyebrow at the words 'bearded fellow'. And he guessed it could be Andy. But he kind of doubted it. Out of all the places in the world, why would Andy be in this dump? Especially, when he was on his way to that psychiatric hospital. Shoving those thoughts aside, he asked Freddy to describe the bearded guy. Since he already knew what the tall dude looked like. His jaw dropped when the burned man accurately described the man he'd been trying to kill for years. Right down to the outfit he'd last seen Andy wearing.

So, he really was here. Whatever had made him whole and brought him here, brought Andy too. A slight smile came on his face at this. Now, he was going to have a chance to get rid of Andy once and for all. He looked up at Freddy as he answered,"Well, we could check down by the lake. See if they're trying to make a daring escape by boat."

"Doubt they got any other way out.",he added. Jason nodded his head at this. The weird talking doll was finally making sense in his eyes. That would be another way out if they couldn't simply walk away from the place. And there were plenty of boats down by the docks that they could easily use. If they were clever enough that is. And he knew full well how to get there without the trio seeing any of them. Freddy nodded his head at this information. The burned man asked,"Mind showing us the quickest way down...?"

Jason raised an eyebrow as the burned man trailed off his words. Then realized he probably was asking for a name or something. Quickly looking around the cabin, he found a crayon and some old paper. Quickly writing his name down, he held it up for both to see.

'My name's Jason.'

"Okay, Jason. I'm Freddy.",Freddy stated. Looking down at Chucky, he carefully nudged him with his foot. Chucky stated,"I'm Chucky. And if you kick me one more damn time, I'm stabbing your leg."

Rolling his eyes, Freddy motioned for Jason to lead the way. Mumbling something that Jason suspected was probably a curse word. But he decided to let it slide as he picked up Chucky and started leading the way. Who seemed a lot more used to being carried than Jason would've suspected he would be. Leading the burned man down the nearest trail that would directly lead them to the docks. He only hoped that Chucky's hunch was right. And they weren't going on a wild goose chase.

Clay had hoped the boats would be usable. And for the most part, some of them were. But he wasn't entirely sure that they could handle three grown adults at one time. Sure, Kathryn was pretty light in comparison to the two men. He still worried that they'd sink halfway across the lake. Andy suggested that they just have two people go at a time. While one person stays hidden at the docks waiting for someone to come back for them. A plan that definitely didn't sit well with Clay in the slightest. As he worried the burned man or whomever had been chasing Kathryn or Andy would show up.

But it was starting to look like their best bet.

Kathryn pointed out that she could use one of the smaller boats by herself. It probably would waste less time and be safer. Both men realized that it was probably wiser than what they were coming up with. So they hurried to find one that Kathryn could easily use. Just as they found a few that would work, a disturbing laugh came out of no where. Clay glanced around for where the laugh could possibly be coming from. His gaze landed on a Good Guy doll seated next to the door behind them. The sight of the doll almost made him roll his eyes. As he remembered how easily Kathryn had dealt with the dumb serial killer possessed toy. And that Charles Lee Ray was outnumbered three to one. At least he felt safer, until a familiar burned figure waltzed through the door. Grinning like the cat that caught the canary as he stared at the three of them. Creepy eyes landing on Kathryn as he chuckled,"Hello, Princess. Did you miss me? Daddy missed you."

The Good Guy near his foot gave him a creeped out look. Getting to his feet, he took his own knife out from his overalls as he briefly glared at him. Then Chucky said,"Way to make this awkward there, Fred."

"You really know how to kill an atmosphere.",Chucky added. Looking at Andy, he gave him a creepy little grin. While Andy just glared back at him. Holding his bat up as he stared down at the possessed doll. Freddy seemingly ignoring the comment as he moved away from the doorway. Motioning for someone to come in with his non-gloved hand. Clay felt his blood freeze at the sight of that person. Jason Voorhees. Pulling his machete from his belt as he stared at Clay. Then turned his attention to Andy and Kathryn. Tilting his head to the side as he stared at her. The three killers kept their position around the doorway. Blocking their pray from even attempting to run. Holding up their weapons as the trio started backing away and raising their own weapons. Preparing themselves to fight their way out.