Jason was confused, scared, angry, and felt betrayed. He didn't know what the hell was going on. One moment he was getting the sh*t beaten out of him with a crowbar then everything turned black and all that was left was this eerie silence. He was..dead.

He didn't know what to do, he sunk a bit deeper into the pit seeking some sort of comfort in this strange moment of being alone not having anyone to latch onto or talk to. He could feel the lingering pains that buried themselves into his already aching muscles.

Jason looked around the cave, seemingly fascinated with the green glow cast onto the rocks above him he stared with a sort of child-like wonder. He was snatched out of his thoughts when he heard the liquid splashing suddenly. He looked to the side to see..another person?

They were staring right back at him. Parts of their hair slowly turning white and their eyes fading into a deep green hue as they stared at Jason looking more confused than he was. The other person sank deeper into the pit seeming intimidated by Jason.

Jason tilted his head to the side wondering who this other person was. He opened his mouth to speak but coughed a few times before finally getting a few words out. "Who..are you?" He asked, his voice weak and raspy from not being used in so long. The person's eyes widened.

They let out a soft squeak backing up from the edge of the pit. "Scary.." They muttered, trying to hide themselves from Jason. Of course they'd be timid after literally dying and coming back to life after God knows how long, Jason couldn't blame them. He felt the same way currently.