Camp Crystal Lake
Friday, June 13, 1958
One year later...
The group of campers were around the fire.
Barry Jackson, eighteen, wore the yellow colored T-shirt, blue shorts, and walked towards Claudette Hayes, his girlfriend. She wore the same yellow T-shirt with the name: Camp Crystal Lake; she smiled, as the full moon was in the night sky. It was 82 degrees in the night sky.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3MyPYsKlgB
'Jim. Can you sing with the guitar?', she asked him.
'Yes', Jim answered.
She, and Barry, headed to the open barn door, and went inside.
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'Does Mary Anne kiss better than I do?', Claudette asked him.
'How do I know. Besides, I date several girls', Barry answered.
'And me?', Claudette informed him.
'Yes', Barry smirked.
As they kissed, the killer opened the barn door.
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'Someone's here', Claudette said.
Barry looked at the stranger.
'We weren't doing anything. Really, we-'.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPpwdQwbqB2
The knife came downward, and he fell into the hay bales.
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Claudette ran.
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The knife came towards her.
And she screamed as she suffered from the death curse, like Barry had.
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