Chapter Five
The Camp/Copycat
David woke up to someone saying his name. He opened his eyes and realized he was in a car. He looked up in confusion and then he remembered as he looked at Aliya.
"Are we there?" he asked.
Aliya nodded.
"I think so," she said.
David looked over at the long driveway. He could see a pole that once held a sign. But wherever it was...it was gone now. It was nighttime by the time they got there. The headed in...
They started started scouting around, right when they got in there. The place looked to be in VERY bad shape.
"This can't be right," Aliya whispered to herself, "The camp is in worse shape than I remember."
"Aliya," said David.
Aliya looked at him to see him holding up a sign.
"Something is not right," said David.
Aliya took a closer look. The sign said "Camp Placid Pines."
"You know how I said I encounter a robed, pakle white man in one of my dreams?" he asked.
Aliya nodded.
"Yes," she said, "Why?"
"He said there is someone at Camp Crystal Lake who can help us," said David, "But to Beware Camp Placid Pines next door...Grave Danger lies there."
Suddenly...something came to Aliya's mind.
"Oh god," she said, "We need to get away from here David."
"Why?" he asked.
Just as he asked that, there was a sputtering sound and then it turned into a buzzing sound. They both looked up to see a man in a dark blue jumpsuit, and a strange looking hockey-like mask. He held a bloodstained chainsaw in his hands which he raised over his head.
"Oh shit," said Aliya, "RUN!"
She took Davids hand causing him to drop the sign, and they took off running. The man with the chainsaw gave chase. They went through the trees and bushes, trying to deter or slow down the man, but he seemed to know these woods too well as he kept up with them. They ran for what seemed like miles, when suddenly the ground seemed to give out from under them.
They tumbled down the cliff for what seemed like forever when they suddenly came to a stop. Aliya looked up and her eyes brightened.
She got up and pulled David to his feet.
"Come on," she said, "Hurry."
David caught a glimpse of a sign as they continued running. It said "Camp Crystal Lake." They ran towards the cabins. Suddenly from around the corner of the cabin they were heading to, barring their way was the man they saw earlier.
"Fuck!" yelled David.
The man revved up his chainsaw again. Suddenly just as he took his one step towards them, a canoe came flying out of nowhere. Striking the man in the side and knocking him over.
Aliya smiled.
"Oh thank god," she said.
Another man stepped out of the shadows...He was much bigger than the other one. He too wore a hockey mask...he also wore tattered clothing, and carried a machete. The other man got to his feet, glowering at the man who got in his way. He swung at the man with his chainsaw only for him to duck and smack the weapon out of his hands and kick it away. He glared once more then pulled out what looked like a handle with a hook on it.
"Who the hell?" asked David.
"That's Jason Voorhees," said Aliya, "The man who chased us is Trevor Moorehouse. They hate each other alot."
David turned his head immediately at the sound of the name Voorhees.
"Voorhees?" said David.
Aliya nodded.
"Yes, I am related to him," she said, answering his unasked question, "My father."
David's eyes widened and then he turned to watch as Jason and Trevor began to battle...