Jason Voorhees

Quiet, he doesn’t talk much, and usually responds with grunts or sighs, but he’s out for blood… he wears a hockey mask over his rotted face, and never takes it off. For some reason, after all these incidents of seeing people “doing it” in the woods, he seems to be a little more curious around you. He is one intimidating killer, and always has a machete on hand, you don’t know how he’d behave toward you. He might have a softer side, however… You wake up, and walk downstairs to see his silhouette just outside your porch window, breath marks on the glass, watching.