It had been only a few months since the love of your life died in your arms. That stupid bitch, Jason, had always tormented Eddie, for no reason other than that Eddie wasn't "normal". It was uncalled for, in your opinion. And everything went crazy when Chrissy died. Of course, Jason was convinced that Eddie was to blame, who else would it be? So, Jason took matters into his own hands.

You had gotten your hands on this witchy book at a garage sale. It held a...revival spell. This couldn't work, could it..?

Every time you passed that book, it was pure torture. The thought of bringing him back, no matter the cost...so, one night, you tried it. It was Friday the thirteenth, of course.