Chapter Five

Jack and Marcie decided to have some 'alone time' together. Steve was gone, and Brenda, Bill, and Alice, were preparing dinner for tonight. By four o'clock PM, the ominous feeling of horror, and dread, created a sense of evil that chilled their blood. Marcie said: 'I have a dream that there's lightning in the black sky, and that a flood ravages the campground...and the blood washes away into little rivers, from the stench of death'. Jack listened intently. 'It's only a dream...Hey, this isn't a dream...It's going to storm like a son of a gun...It's going to be really bad tonight', Jack said. They fled towards cabin 6, and went inside the old cabin. Meanwhile, Ned skipped along the brown colored bars. For some reason, he was disoriented. Camp Crystal Lake was sinister, and oozed evil. He saw someone in cabin 3. He walked up the grey step; he said: 'Hello...can I help you? Are you here to stay the night? Did Steve hire you?', he asked. No one answered him. Ned was sure, deep down, that the ghosts of the past would come back to haunt them. Despite his humorous behavior, he was scared of what was going on. The Voorhees boy had had drowned in the freezing lake back in nineteen fifty-seven, when he was eleven; the bodies of Barry and Claudette back in nineteen fifty-eight, (a year later). Ned walked inside the old cabin. The killer slashed his throat. Ned died instantly. Despite the joking feel to Ned, he was the latest victim of the death curse.

It was real.

And, in the end, the dark had had consumed the campers.

It was a long night at Camp Blood.

***

Thunder boomed in the night sky.

'Dinner's ready', Alice said.

'Ned's not here', Brenda told her.

'Where's he?', Bill asked her.

'He's missing', Alice answered. 

'I'll call the Sheriff', Bill said. He dialled 9-1-1, but as he did so, the telephone line to Camp Crystal Lake was severed by the revenge seeking killer. The horror was almost over. 

***

Jack had headed to the Generator Room.

The place was smelly.

He flicked on the light with his right hand.

'The machine looks like the one back in Maine', Bill said.

Once the power was on, the reserve power was on. 

Despite the lines being cut, other lines weren't.

If the secondary lines were dead, then the campers were in terrible trouble.

***

Jack was glad that the bunk was in the middle of the cabin room. The yellow colored curtains were closed; the flood was raging; stormy. Bolts of lightning crashed into the blackened sky. Marcie, who mentioned: 'At least we know what's dinner', by referencing the dead snake, caused the girls to say: 'Oh, Marcie! Marcie! Marcie!'. But, soon, all humor was gone. In its place was her relationship with Jack was the primary source. Once they made out on the bunk, Ned's body was on top of the bunk, as flashes of lightning was searing the cold waters of Camp Crystal Lake. An hour later, Marcie said: 'I got to pee. I'll see you soon, Jack. 'Bye!'. 

''Bye, Marcie', Jack said.

The door opened, and Jack knew that with Ned missing, he would smoke dope...and get high. He laid downward, smoked dope, and chilled out. Seconds later, drops of blood spilled down his green colored T-shirt. What the hell?, he asked himself. Then hands came across his face. And an arrow came upward...and Jack didn't have any time to scream, as he died.

***

'Where's Jack, and Marcie?', Alice asked Bill.

'They're making out', Bill answered. 

'They'll get wet', Alice said.

'No they won't', Brenda said.

'How do you know?', Alice asked them. 

'I do know that they're getting married soon', Bill answered her. 

'Really...that's nice', Alice smiled.

Brenda got a game of Monopoly. 

'I hate Monopoly', Alice said.

'Not the way I play it. Strip Monopoly', Brenda smirked. 

'You can't be serious'.

'I am serious', Brenda insisted. 

Once they drank beer, smoked dope, and took off some clothes, (and brown cowboy boots that were owned by Bill himself), the front door burst open due to the savage stormy winds that blew from the South-South-West. 'I'll close the door', Bill said. By 9:00 PM, Brenda said: 'I got to go now. It's late. See you two in the morning. Good night, Alice...Bill'. 

'Good night, Brenda', Alice said.

'Sleep well', Bill said.

'Thanks, Bill...Alice', Brenda said. 

She grabbed her favorite green colored wet gown, and opened the cabin door. 

Then she ran to cabin 7, and went inside.

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