This summer, the darkness return to Camp Crystal Lake as Jason Voorhees, the reanimated killer, rises once more from his watery grave. After years of calm, the killing spree starts anew, leaving a trail of terror click here in its aftermath. Victims flock to Jason's cruelty, their screams echoing through the woods like a chilling lullaby.

• Will any of these campers survive?
• Or will Camp Blood run red one more time?

He's Back for More Souls He Has Returned for More Souls

The whispers have begun once again. A chill crawls down your spine as the darkness deepens. He is back, his eyes burning with an insatiable hunger. Thousands of souls await their fate, and he stands ready to collect them all. His scythe gleams in the moonlight, a chilling promise of what awaits.

• Will you survive the night?
• Or will you become another soul claimed by the darkness?

Only time will show.

The Ultimate Friday

Back from the dead, the machete-wielding monster is back for another go in "Jason Lives". This time around, Jason's risen to terrorize a small town full of unsuspecting victims. The fun starts when a group of kids accidentally bring back Jason from his watery resting place. With their careless actions, they unleash pure mayhem upon the unsuspecting town.

• Be careful a entertaining ride filled with killing

Will anyone escape Jason's wrath? You'll have to watch "Jason Lives" to find out!

Crystal Lake Terror

Deep in the heart of the woods/forest/timberlands, a legend began/unfolded/took root. Every summer/Once a year/During the long, hot months, teenagers/campers/kids flocked to Crystal Lake/Camp Blood/That Cursed Place. They came for fun/adventure/a taste of freedom, unaware/blissfully ignorant/completely clueless of the darkness lurking/the evil that awaited them/the terror that would soon consume them.

Jason Voorhees/The Masked Maniac/The Shape roamed the campgrounds/, his thirst for blood unquenchable/a silent, unstoppable force/driven by a rage only he understood. Victims/Campers/Counselors met their demise in brutal/gruesome/horrific ways, their screams lost in the night/echoing through the trees/forever silenced.

• Bloodshed/Chaos/Carnage became a yearly tradition/the norm/an inescapable reality at Crystal Lake.
• Survivors/The lucky few/The chosen ones escaped to tell their tales, spreading fear/seeding paranoia/forever haunted by the memories.
• Hope for peace/A chance at redemption/An end to the terror seemed a distant dream/impossible/lost in the darkness of Crystal Lake.

This Thirteenth Always Strikes

They say a thirteenth always brings bad luck. People are cognizant of this, and try to steer clear any harmful events that might occur. But sometimes, fate has a different plan. Possibly, it's all just a superstition.

• But what about those who believe|those that adhere to this|the ones who trust this tradition?
• How do they feel when the thirteenth day arrives?

Do they experience apprehension? Or {are theyunfazed by its power?

Fear a Mask

Beneath the surface, a chilling truth lurks. The mask we wear, bothsymbolic, is more than just a disguise. It's a prison reflecting our deepest desires. We project our vulnerabilities beneath its cold exterior, becoming something different to ourselves. But when the mask starts to shape us? What if the boundary between reality and pretense begins to blur? Then, true terror sets in.

• Rumors start. A presence that something is amiss.
• Mirrors start to warp.
• We become strangers to those we love.

Peel back the layers. The truth is buried beneath.