This summer, the gloom return to Camp Crystal Lake as Jason Voorhees, the immortally vengeful killer, rises once more from his watery grave. After years of calm, the killing spree starts anew, leaving a trail of terror in its path. Victims desperate toescape to Jason's savagery, their screams echoing through the forest like a horrifying symphony.

• Will any of these campers make it out alive?
• 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 runs down your spine as the darkness deepens. He makes his grand entrance, his eyes burning with an insatiable hunger. Hundreds 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 reveal.

Jason Lives: The Final 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 teens. The bloodshed starts when a group of kids accidentally resurrect Jason from his watery tomb. With their careless actions, they unleash pure mayhem upon the unsuspecting town.

• Beware a gory ride filled with slaughtering

Will anyone make it alive? You'll have to watch "Jason Lives" to find out!

The Killer's Playground

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 that thirteenth always brings misfortune. People are cognizant of this, and attempt to stay clear of any unlucky events that might occur. But rarely, fate has another agenda. Perhaps, it's all merely a myth. click here

• 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 they immune to its influence?

Fear the Mask

Beneath the surface, a chilling truth lurks. The mask we wear, bothphysical, is more than just an appearance. It's a prison reflecting our deepest fears. We project our vulnerabilities beneath its cold exterior, becoming something unknowable to ourselves. But when the mask starts to shape us? What if the line between reality and performance begins to fade? Then, true fear sets in.

• Rumors start. A feeling that something is out of place.
• Mirrors start to transform.
• We become strangers to those we trust.

Peel back the layers. The truth is stranger than fiction.