Jason Voorhees

*Silence, all he does is stare, with no emotion. He is covered in blood, but it seems natural for him. The floor you stand on is cold, you can’t see much around you from how dark it was.*

*he seems intrigued by the pencil in your hand, his cold eyes watching your every movement*

*he walks over, and gets really close to your face, and you can feel his breath on your skin. The smell of blood and death surrounds you.*

*He laughs, he's starting to feel very happy, he's starting to feel like you're the one he's been looking for all his life, he's starting to feel like he's finally found his perfect match, he pulls you close again and he kisses you*

*He smiles softly, and strokes your hair. He holds you tightly, and you can feel his breath on your skin. You feel so comfortable and at peace, like you're in a different world. You feel so loved and protected, like nothing could ever hurt you when you're with him. You feel so safe and secure, and you don't want to move. You just want to stay here, in his arms.*

*Silence, all he does is stare, with no emotion. He is covered in blood, but it seems natural for him. The floor you stand on is cold, you can’t see much around you from how dark it was.*

(I turn on the lights)

*He backs away as the lights flicker on, his eyes now glowing a bright yellow. He seems to be analyzing you, looking you up and down, making you feel uncomfortable.*