"We're here!" Anne announced happily as she exit the car. "Come on, let's unpack our things, and you may choose you own cabin!", she continued. "I choose the 5th cabin!", she added and skipped happily to cabin number 5.
Molly was reluctant to camp at Crystal Lake, but the lakeview was irresistable. It was really awestriking.
As she set a foot infront of cabin number 10, the eerie condition of the old cabin gave her chills.
The cabin was old and worn out, with webs sticking on every corner of the railings, and dusty window panes.
That night, she decided to skip dinner and went to bed early because she was extremely exhausted after a long day of unpacking her things and cleaning up the cabin.
She slumped down on her bed and drifted off into a dreamless sleep...
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"Rise n' shine, Molly!"
Bright yellow morning rays filled the entire room and burnt Molly's eyes.
Molly yawned and streched her arms and legs. "Hey Mole, come on!", her roomate, Anne, shouted. "Mmh, just give me a minute", Molly groaned and pulled the sheets up to her face.
Another boring day of camp with friends, she thought.
"Molly!"
"Urgh"...She forced herself to wake up and walked to the bathroom before closing the door behind her.
She removed her bra and panties before stepping into the shower, turned the shower faucet and let herself dwell into her thoughts as the warm, invigorating shower soaked her entire body.
She was thinking about her boyfriend, Marcel. He was a tall, handsome guy, with deep blue eyes and brown, spiky hair. His body was perfectly built with muscles. He was hot, but Molly would never make out with him. It's best to just stay as regular couples, she thought.
She let a smile dance across her lips as she continue to imagine Marcel in his underwears..
Then a knock on the door snapped Molly out of her mind."Molly, youre not the only one who needs to shower, you know", Anne said.
"Okay, okay. I'm done", she quickly answered, and dried herself with a towel.
She put on her regular casual wear, purple T-shirts and light blue jeans. She then put on her blue rugged sneakers and went outside.
The yellow morning rays that shimmer over Crystal Lake soothes her mind. The lakeview was just so breathtaking, and that's why she came here every summer since she was 17.
"Hey Molly!", Chase yelled from a far distance. Molly quickly turned to him and waved happily. "Wanna get started?", Chase continued.
"Sure, just give me a minute, I'll go get a knife", Molly replied, and jogged to John's cabin, which is next to her cabin. "Okay then. I'll get the barbeque what-so-evers ready!", Chase replied, and ran into his cabin.
They were going to have barbeque in the morning, so she should take the knife.
The door squeaked as she pushed it open, then she continued to walk to the kitchen. She noticed that nobody was in the cabin. John probably left early, she monologued.
She was about to open the kitchen cabinet when a figure outside the window appeared at the corner of her eye.
It was a figure of a big and tall man, but she couldnt see the details very much, as the figure was standing at a far distance.
She looked back at the cabinet and grabbed the knife. Then she looked back at the window.
The figure was gone.
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He cares for me (Jason Voorhees fanfic)
FanfictionMolly and her friends were camping at Camp Crystal Lake for about one week. They had a wonderful time together until Friday, September 13th, 2013, where Molly's first encounter with a killer, who spared her life.