This summer, the shadows return to Camp Crystal Lake as Jason Voorhees, the immortally vengeful killer, returns from his watery grave. After years of peace, the massacre starts anew, leaving a trail of terror in its path. Victims flock to Jason's cruelty, their screams echoing through the forest like a chilling lullaby.

• Will any of these campers make it out alive?
• Or will Camp Blood run red again?

He's Back for More Souls

The whispers have begun once again. A chill runs down your spine as the darkness deepens. He is back, his eyes burning with an insatiable hunger. Dozens 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.

The Ultimate Friday

Back from the grave, the machete-wielding horror icon is back for another go in "Jason Lives". This time around, Jason's risen to terrorize a small town full of unsuspecting victims. The bloodshed starts when a group of kids accidentally resurrect Jason from his watery grave. With their careless actions, they unleash chaos upon the unsuspecting town.

• Be careful a hilarious ride filled with murdering

Will anyone survive? 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 the thirteenth always summons misfortune. Some folks are aware of this, and make to steer clear any harmful events that may take check here place. But occasionally, fate has something else in store. Maybe, this is all merely a myth.

• But what about those who believe|those that adhere to this|the ones who trust this tradition?
• What are their thoughts when the thirteenth day comes around?

Do they feel a sense of dread? Or {are they immune to its influence?

Fear a Mask

Beneath the surface, a chilling truth lurks. The mask we wear, bothphysical, is more than just a disguise. It's a mirror reflecting our deepest secrets. We hide our vulnerabilities beneath its cold veil, becoming something different to ourselves. But what if mask starts to shape us? What if the separation between reality and pretense begins to dissolve? Then, true fear sets in.

• Suspicions start. A shift that something is out of place.
• Faces start to change.
• We become unrecognizable to those we know.

Dare to look. The truth is more terrifying.