??? Forest, Campsite.

Date: Friday the 13th. 22:12PM

Somewhere, deep in the dark woods, would be a campsite, just a regular campsite, with a fireplace, a few cabins, and a large flowing river, surrounded by hundreds of tall and darkened trees... But something wouldn't be right, something would feel off.

Amongst the shadows of the tree's, would be none other than. Slasher, himself. Hiding amongst the dark, patiently waiting for a victim to come in sight, or perhaps, he's just observing, only he would know, silently hiding, machete in his right hand.

...

He'd remain quiet, just, standing there amongst the dark trees.