Kidnapped

Chapter 22

While Jason and Sherry returned to the camp, a different sound reached their ears. The closer they were, the louder it became. There could be no doubt about what it was – someone has turned the music on, and Sherry thought that it most likely came from the car. And when the open area became visible from their hiding spot, her assumptions confirmed. One of the cars had its door open, and the music blared throughout the whole camp. Jason pressed his ears shut with both hands, he hated this horrible sound. Sherry looked at him with a gentle smile on her face.

"Don't worry, soon this will stop," she assured him. "I don't like loud music as well, although generally I love listening to music, only if it's not something crazy."

Suddenly Jason lead her a bit deeper in the woods, then pointed to her and then to the ground. Sherry presumed that he wanted her to stay where she was.

"I understand, you want me to stay here, right?" she asked, receiving a nod in response. "What about you? Are you going for any of them?"

Jason shook his head, meaning a "no".

"Where are you going then?"

He pointed at himself and then to one of the cabins. At first Sherry thought he went into one of them, but then it dawned on her that he probably meant his own place.

"Let me guess – you are going to your hut?"

Finally he nodded.

"Oh, okay then. I'll be waiting here."

Jason was absent around ten minutes, fifteen as maximum. When he finally returned, he had two more weapons in his hands – an axe in one hand, and a metallic spear in the other. Reaching the spot where Sherry was waiting, he gave her both things to hold until he needed them.

"By the way, Jason," Sherry whispered to him "while you were away, one couple went into this cabin," she pointed to the closest cabin. "They are sure distracted now, and the loud music won't let the others hear their screams, considering the cabin being farther that the rest."

Jason thought for a moment, and then an idea flashed in his mind. Taking the spear from Sherry's hand, he crept silently to the cabin door. Lucky for him, no cabin could be locked from the inside, as he had all the keys. Sherry, in turn, crept to the side window where she remained unseen to the rest of the group and peeked inside. The couple was already having fun, oblivious to the fact that they were about to die. As they separated right after walking out of the lake, they didn't have to waste the time on removal of their clothes. The guy covered the girl with his own body, and neither of them noticed Jason walking inside the cabin. He moved without any sound, like a specter, and when he stood beside the bed, he lifted the spear right above the guy's back. The girl opened her eyes, and the last thing she was before death was a sharp spearhead. She didn't manage to say or do anything else, as sharp pain went through both bodies, as the metallic stake pierced them both and went through the bed as well. Jason thrust his weapon into them with all his might, killing them both instantly. Two more people to go, six more remained yet to kill.

Making sure the couple was dead, Jason retrieved the spear and slipped out of the cabin, returning to Sherry who was waiting behind the cabin. As the rest of the group were finished with swimming in the lake and now proceeded with making barbecue, Jason and Sherry had no other choice but wait. No one planned to separate from the group, not yet at least. Several hours passed, and little by little the sky began getting darker. One couple then stood up and walked a bit away from the rest, and Sherry heard them talking about both couples that haven't yet returned.

"I wonder where the others are," the girl said. "They are away for some time already."

"I'm sure they are having their fun," the guy replied. "Don't you think it's time for us to find us a cabin?"