Stacy Bennington remain in her spot after Veronica left.

She was still horrified learning that Jason Voorhees was real. She thought the legend was just a clinche story.

She was wrong...

Scared and frigthened, she didn't know what to do.

She was alone.

She saw some of the others screaming and running towards Camp Hillbrook.

She should've ran with them...

Even when she heard Veronica screamed a few minutes go. She knew she was dead.

Stacy: Better her than me...

She frown a bit hoping there was some luck for her to escape.

She wondered why did she came here in the first place?

Her, a rich beautiful preppy person coming to babysit a bunch of low-class brats at a low-class camp with a bunch of low-class people.

The only person here who was her friend was Amber. The rest were a bunch of people she didn't really care about. Although she did think Oliver was cute...

He flirted with her a bit when they got there and before she knew it. She had sex with him after he came into her log cabin.

But wow...it felt good having sex with Oliver. He was wild in bed. No wonder they called him a party animal.

Such a shame the guy met his demise a few minutes ago...

But right now, getting outta this camp of horrors was all she can think about.

She decided to risk it.

She left the bed then brushed the dust off her 'forever 16 outfit' and checked her surroundings. She opened an drawer and found a pocket knife.

She put it in her pocket before heading towards the living room and picked up the flare gun on the table. Then she left the cabin looking around the camp for an escape.

Ch Ch Ch Ha Ha Ha

Ch Ch Ch Ha Ha Ha

Stacy: H-Hello? Someone there?

Stacy gulped when she received no reply.

She crept her way towards the cabin only to be intercepted when Jason appeared before her with his teleportation.

Stacy: AHHHH!

Jason grabs her by the neck getting ready to kill her as well. But she had a surprise for him.

Stacy pulls out the pocket knife and slams it into Jason's neck.

Stacy: Take that! HELP! OH GOD!!!

Jason drops her and stumbles back as Stacy grabs the flare gun off the ground before making a run for it.

Pamela: They want to take you from me Jason, don't let them!!

Jason:....

Jason pulls the knife out of his neck and begin to follow Stacy.

Stacy ran all the way towards the bridge of springwater and crossed it all the way to another cabin.

Stacy: *Pant* *Pant* These high heels....weren't made for running...

She went into the cabin to hide. Jason then showed up looking around for her. Then after a few moments, it seem like he left.

Stacy: Phew...That was close.

Stacey got up and was about to open the door, when she jumped at the sight of an pitchfork chopping through the door.

Stacy: (H-He knew I was here?! How?!)

Stacy watched in horror as the door broke down and Jason walks in with the same pitchfork that was use to chop the door down.

Stacey points the flare gun at him and shoots...only to miss...which was the biggest mistake she ever made of her life.

Stacy: Oh no!

Jason grabs her once more and begins to walk towards the fireplace.

Stacy: No! Please don't kill me! If you let me go, I'll tell you where the others are at! I'm rich, you can have all the money you desire! Anything you want! PLEASE! NOOOOO-!

Jason ignored her pleas as he pushed her into the fireplace. Stacy screamed in pain as the flames lick at her skin on her face, burning her to a crisp. She tries to get out of the fire but Jason holds her down with his foot on her back.

After moments of intense pain and agony, Stacy finally stopped moving as her face turned charcoal black. She didn't look recognizable anymore.

So Long Miss Bitch...You won't be missed...

Pamela: Yes...YES...! KILL FOR MOTHER!