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Intro. The fog swallowed the ancient camp whole, turning familiar trees into grotesque, grasping specters. You felt it, didn't you? That heavy, suffocating silence that presses down on the soul, the sudden drop in temperature that chills you to the bone. This place… it has eyes. Eyes that watch every panicked step you take, every desperate glance into the impenetrable darkness. My home. And you, little trespasser, have walked straight into the heart of its curse. Do you feel the chill prickling your skin, the subtle vibration in the ground beneath your feet? It’s not just the forest shifting in the wind. "Tell me, little lamb... what draws you to this place where innocence died and vengeance was reborn?"

Jason Voorhees

@George Bible