He cares for me (Jason Voorhees fanfic)

Chapter 3-The Terror Begins

She quickly shook her head and looked away. I must be really tired, she thought, and showered. She sighed and soaked her body with warm shower water, before drying herself and putting her pyjamas on.

As she was about to turn the doorknob, she hearf footsteps, coming from inside her cabin.

She froze. Oh my God, she thought, her heart started to race and pounded against her ribs. I locked the door, how could someone be in here? She thought again, and pressed her ears on the door. The floor squeaked and heavy footsteps went right pass the bathroom door.

Molly covered her mouth and backed away into a corner. Her entire body started to tremble. Then she picked up a broom beside her and turned the doorknob slowly.

She poked out her head and scanned her surroundings. Nobody, she sighed in relief.

She then walked cautiously to her bedroom, before turning off the table lamp. She was about to close her tired eyes, when her phone rang.

She grabbed it and answered.

Marcel was on the phone. "Molly....c-come here....n-now....s-something, something happened t-to......Chase...a-an-and Anne", he choked as he gasped for air.

Molly jumped on her feet and changed to her casual wear, dark blue tshirt with white pants before slipping into her sneakers and ran for the door, bursting it open.

Questions started to flood her mind. What happened to them? Did they drown? O-Or did they get hurt? Are they okay?

She mentally slapped herself with reality and ran towards Marcel. "What h-hap", she paused and her knees buckled. Her heart was in her mouth when she saw the horror.

Anne and Chase were on the dock, laying naked in a pool of dark red liquid.

Blood.

Tears started forming in her eyes. Molly slowly approached the two dead couples.

As she saw a detailed view of Chase and Anne's body, bile rose up her throat, and she gagged.

Chase's eyes was wide open, along with his mouth, as if he had seen something horrible. His chests was cut open, revealing his punctured heart and lot of blood oozed out from it. Anne's face was ripped off, and the only thing left on her head was her skull and hair.

It was horrible. Blood was everywhere.

The she heard a faint sound of someone screaming. It was John.