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Chapter One
Crazy Ralph walked up the road.
He saw the young woman, Ginny Field, was late. He frowned, and wondered why anyone would be around the haunted camp. He looked at the glistening lake. And shivered.
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Paul Holt, twenty-five, was eager to deal with the campers. He was tall, blonde haired, blue eyed, and the head camp counsellor. His face wasn't lined; his looked at the group of campers: Mark Poster, a seventeen year old wheelchair bound boy; Vickie Thomas, his sixteen year old girlfriend; Terry Holman, seventeen, (who took along her dog, Muffin); and Scott Weiss, a nineteen year old prankster. 'Hi, everyone. As you know that someone was supposed to be here-but isn't. Mark. We worked some summers ago back in 1978, right. Scott, you need all of the help you can get, buddy. Now, if Ginny, my Assistant, ever comes here, we can go to the cabins. Mark, you can take over'.288Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRGizzM21O6
Mark wrote down the names of Jeff, Sandra, and Ted.
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Paul ran to the 1976 year old Beetle van.
'Car trouble'.
'Yes', Ginny said.
'I was waiting for you'.
'Bullshit, Paul'.
The engine revved up. 288Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXahbqiiOeR
And black smoke exploded into Paul's face.
He wiped it off with his right hand.
And they kissed.
As they did so, they didn't see Jason Voorhees watching them.
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