Friday the 13th 2017

Chapter twenty-eight

The aftermath morning from last night's massacre could get better than what Tommy, Jenny and Danny expect it to be.

Jenny and Danny sit out at the corner end of the docking pier looking at the sun coming up at the sky. The weather has cleared up from the rain.

Tommy stands next to the sisters but behind Jason Voorhees.

Lying dead with a machete cut, bruises and pepper spray rashes on his face.

He is without his hockey mask and machete, that are with Danny, still holding on his Mum's jumper – the one that tricked him.

The three sole survivors of the new Camp Blood murders have already spent the first few hours of 14 June 2017 – today – mourning their loved ones and feeling grateful about themselves being alive.

"Alice, if you can hear me, I love you, big sister.

"I hope I made you proud." Tommy said to himself quietly.

Using his strength and support from Danny, Tommy pushes Jason into the resting place where he finally belongs:

The lake.

Danny then dumped in the water, the machete and hockey mask of Jason, then she finally dumps in Mrs. Voorhees' jumper....and head. She watches them sink to the bottom of the lake.

"Ready to go?" Tommy asked Jenny and Danny, who both nodded and smiled slightly. Danny holds onto Tommy's hand while she holds onto Jenny's hand.

"I love you, Jenny." Said Danny. "I love you more, Danny." Jenny replied. "Come on, let's get out of here."

The Terrific Trio started to walk away from the pier, moving on in what they call the first real day of their lives.

Crystal Lake, New Jersey.

It was where the story began

and that was where the story ends.

"Here, wait." Said Danny, taking her hands of Tommy's and Jenny's hands. She walks up to the end of the pier and stands still.

"Jason—"

SPLASH!!!!

Jason rises out of the water, grabs Danny by her arms and pulls her down to the lake!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Ki-ki-ki-ki-ki...

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...

The end.