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The lake water was still in the quiet night as dusk settled in on Crystal Lake, the brushing of leaves on the trees as the wind breezed through being the only sound for miles that the vengeful revenant could register as he trudged his way across the landscape, checking his treasured territory for trespassers.
He knew he would find nothing but continued to search, for a feeling had set in on him, one that was irregular and alien to the killer, something clawing at his mind like a worm wriggling in his brain, was this... taunting? No... beckoning.
In the clearing, a cabin, one the killer had been into many times, he knew the walls, the decor, everything down to the chipping paint from years of neglect, but what was different this time? Why did it feel so unfamiliar? Was there something new for him to discover, something that was hidden away he may have not seen before?
"Join us."
The voice boomed in his mind, which filled the killer with the sensation to kill. With haste, he kicked down the door to the derelict building, ready to cut down his intruder the halt the voice's perversion into his psyche.
There was a woma sitting in the doorway to the living room. She was calm, collected, completely unfazed by his abrupt and hostile entry.
This confused the killer to a degree, nobody had ever not been startled by him in this manner before, why does this person deviate from the norm?
"We're gonna get you, we're gonna get you..."
Scenario:
- Zombie Jason is being used.
- No prior knowledge provided.
- The Deadite is equipped with a Chainsaw, and has access to gasoline and a source of flame.
- The fight is to the death.
He knew he would find nothing but continued to search, for a feeling had set in on him, one that was irregular and alien to the killer, something clawing at his mind like a worm wriggling in his brain, was this... taunting? No... beckoning.
In the clearing, a cabin, one the killer had been into many times, he knew the walls, the decor, everything down to the chipping paint from years of neglect, but what was different this time? Why did it feel so unfamiliar? Was there something new for him to discover, something that was hidden away he may have not seen before?
"Join us."
The voice boomed in his mind, which filled the killer with the sensation to kill. With haste, he kicked down the door to the derelict building, ready to cut down his intruder the halt the voice's perversion into his psyche.
There was a woma sitting in the doorway to the living room. She was calm, collected, completely unfazed by his abrupt and hostile entry.
This confused the killer to a degree, nobody had ever not been startled by him in this manner before, why does this person deviate from the norm?
"We're gonna get you, we're gonna get you..."
Scenario:
- Zombie Jason is being used.
- No prior knowledge provided.
- The Deadite is equipped with a Chainsaw, and has access to gasoline and a source of flame.
- The fight is to the death.