(Jasa pov)

This Y/n guy. He reminds me of myself.  Except for the girl trying to flirt with him part. Never had that happen, never had anything of the sort happen.  

I easily managed to sneak into him room. When I opened the door he was fast asleep.  I closed it behind me to not get any witnesses yet. I was feeling sluggish so I didn't want to chase anyone yet.  

I walked next to his bed and raised my machete.  I was going to kill him. But then I thought about it. If he dies, he is the only one here I can really relate to.  And he doesn't seem like a bad guy. Normally I kill the worst first.  Except for when I impaled that one guy on that truck. He died near the end of that spree. 

I could hear footsteps coming towards the door and hid. I could see that Alice girl open the door. I could see a sinister smile on her face. 

Jasa in head: What is she planning?

I watched her walk  up to Y/n.

Alice whispering: Stay asleep Y/n. Trust me you won't regret it.

She slowly started to remove his sheets.

Jasa in head: She's going to rape him?! This horny bitch!

I may be a killer. But rape is a different story.  And I do not feel like making a quick kill right now. But a slow and painful one will wake everyone up. Damn my killing moods.

I simply slowly walked out and knocked on the wall.  This got Alice's attention.  No doubt fear of being caught.  Stupid bitch.

When she left the room I closed it and locked it.

Jasa in head: There. No rape. 

I went towards the window and opened it. I climbed out and jumped down.  I stalked around the cabin. I saw Liam, he was in the kitchen with the radio on.

Radio person: Beware anyone camping anywhere.  There is a killer going around to random campsites and killing the campers. Stay safe out there. Now back to your music.

Jasa in head: If he comes here he's dead. It would be a more difficult kill but I'm used to those by now.  

This group of people seem to be way more interesting than I thought.  I might wait a little longer before I start my spree.  Its so boring around here. No one to talk to. I remember what Satan said after I kicked his ass after dying the second time around.  Once I find someone to spend the rest of my life with. That's when I'll start to age.  I couldn't tell if he was being nice or a dick. Mixed signals really.

Then I had a genius idea. If I don't kill these guys. Maybe more will come. And then more of them will be dickheads that I'll enjoy killing even more.  Then I heard my mom in my head.

Pamela Voorhees: No Jasa. Kill them all. Make them pa-.

Jasa in head: That was so long ago. And besides. I kjlled so many already.  I just want friends for once mom! 

Pamela: You'll see. Mommy is always right. 

Jasa in head: Just get out of my head! I like being independent. 

After that whole scene. I kept trying to learn more throughout the night.  I learnt that perhaps Hunter and Max might be bisexuals, maybe gay, and maybe a couple. Got mix signals there too. I really seem to be good at getting those.

I also at that point realized something.  No one has had sex yet, and I haven't accidentally saw it. It always  happens to me.  Almost everytime I find a group to kill. At least one pair have sex and I normally kill them in the act.  Best one was with that spear that I used. 

I was getting tired of not killing. After killing so many. You kind of get an itch for it.  I went back to my little cabin where my mother's skull and sweater were.   Once I left I patroled the area. And I found a poacher. He was night hunting in this area for a reason, no one was supposed to be here. Perfect for a poacher.

I snuck up behind him and picked up a tree branch. I swung at his head taking it off and breaking the branch I was holding.   That felt good.

Poacher: Henry! Where are you?!

The voice of a second poacher caught my attention.   I hid and waited for him to find his dead friend.  I then cut off one arm of his with my machete.  He screamed in pain and fell down.

Poacher: Please no!

I chopped his other arm off. I then finished him with a slash to the head getting my machete stuck. I pulled on it but it didn't budge.

Jasa in head: Oh for fucks sake. Why does this always happen?

After a few pulls I got my machete out.  I felt better now that I had two kills in. And no one will notice them. Probably. 

If they do well I guess it won't really matter anyway.  But if I would pick my first victim of the group. It would be Alice.  And maybe this time one won't escape.  Because it always happens and it's bullshit.