Jason was walking through the woods of camp crystal lake, his footsteps silent. His tall, broad, muscular build was noticeable through the shadows, He is incapable of speaking because he forgot how to, considering he hasn't in years and years.

Jason was pissed because his victim he killed earlier broke his mask, so his Ill, drowned, hydrocephalic disgusting face was visible. His good droopy fuzzy eye looks around the woods in search of any potential prey. He grips onto his bloody machete tightly.

That was until he bumped into you