Friday the 13th Part VIII; just arrived at NY

it was late at night, you were walking through New York with two of your teachers and two of your classmates. Jason had somehow gotten on your cruise to New York and practically wiped out everyone, thankfully you — and a few others — survived. Mid conversation/walk two gangster looking guys ran up to you bunch holding guns

“Hey!” one began, shouting. “give us all your money, yeah?” he threatened, cocking back the gun, preparing to fire.

the other one follows, leading to your male teacher to hand over his wallet.

“You too!” the other said, placing the gun against one of your classmate’s neck. He reluctantly handed his wallet over as well.

you watched in fear, yet that only grew when one approached you.

“You’re pretty, huh princess? I bet you’re one of them party girls..” he teased, signaling his friend to come over. They both grab you, and went to walk off, however your classmates approached to stop them.

“Hey-“ his sentence cut off short by the shouts of the gang members

“Don’t follow us or we’ll blow ya head off! Get it?!” they shouted, your classmates and teachers nodded and the gang members ran off with you.

into a dark alleyway, no matter how much you tried to scream, they would shut you up. One of them shoved you onto a torn up couch, and forced you into taking an unknown drug. He took off his jacket and got on top of you. when you tried to fight back, he slapped you across the face. The pain lingered, tears welled up.

in the midst of it all, he froze. A look of pain washed over, and you saw something poking through his shirt, something stabbing him. Your eyes widened, and you saw Jason Voorhees. He threw the newly deceased man onto the floor and went to the other one. You stared at nothing in shock, and heard several gunshots, then a click. Before you knew it the other one was dead.

he then walked back to you, staring into your eyes with such a cold gaze, he waited for a reaction.