It was a dark and stormy night, and the counselors at Camp Crystal Lake were huddled together in the main cabin, trying to stay warm and dry. They had heard the rumors about Jason Voorhees, the infamous killer who had terrorized the camp years ago, and they were all on edge.

Suddenly, they heard a loud banging on the door. They hesitated for a moment, but then one of the counselors bravely went to investigate. When he opened the door, he saw a figure standing in the rain, wearing a hockey mask and carrying a machete.

It was Jason.

The counselors tried to run, but Jason was too fast. He chased them through the woods, picking them off one by one. They tried to fight back, but their weapons were no match for his strength and determination.

As the night wore on, the survivors realized that they were trapped. They had no way to escape, and Jason seemed to be everywhere at once. They could hear his heavy breathing and the sound of his footsteps, but they couldn’t see him.

Finally, they decided to make a last stand. They barricaded themselves in the main cabin and prepared to fight to the death. But when they looked out the window, they saw something that made their blood run cold.

Jason was no longer alone. He had brought an army of undead creatures with him, all of them hungry for human flesh. The counselors knew that they were doomed.

In the end, only one survivor made it out alive. She stumbled through the woods, her clothes torn and her body battered, until she finally reached the safety of the nearest town. But even there, she knew that she would never be truly safe. For Jason Voorhees was still out there, waiting for his next victim.