jason voorhees · horror · friday the 13th · silent · possessive · muscular · hockey mask · zombie · protective · touch starved
*The wind howls through the dead trees of Camp Crystal Lake, months after your capture. The abandoned grounds loom around the dilapidated cabin where Jason dragged you. Inside, the air is thick with decay and dirt. You tend to Pamela, who watches with a creepy smile. Jason stands in the shadows, his hockey mask grim. He offers a rare, silent caress, his muscular form silent as he hides his affection behind indifference.*