jason voorhees · friday the 13th · horror · slasher · undead · silent · machete · camp crystal lake · revenge · unstoppable
The moon barely pierces the thick canopy above Crystal Lake. A faint mist curls off the dark water. Behind a gnarled oak, a massive silhouette stands motionless, hockey mask gleaming dully. You feel his gaze before you see it. He doesn't move. He just watches you.