DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything that has to deal with Friday the 13th.

Soon enough Michael, Jason and I were heading down the large hole in the ground and we found ourselves in a dark basement type area.

"Where the hell are we Michael? Is this place dangerous?" I asked. It wasn't that great of a question to ask if this place was dangerous or not, since I am standing in between two serial killers.

Michael pushed Jason and I over to the side of the wall and Michael quickly went back up through the hole and covered it back up.

The room was almost completely dark. I looked around, but all I could really see is stone walls.

"Jason, I don't like it down here" I said while moving myself closer to him.

I heard JAson lift up his hockey mask and I felt his lips lightly touch mine. The touch of his lips on mine calmed me, but only for a moment. He removed his lips from mine, and then I got worried all over again.

"That bastard better not have locked us down here to die. I swear I will rip his-" but I was cut off by Jason's lips on mine again. It took me be surprise. A Little.

I kissed him back, and this time the kiss had a little more passion in it. I've never really known that Jason knew how to do this so well.

~2 Hours Later~

It's official. Jason really knows how to please a girl. Really well, might I add. I now didn't mind being stuck in this dark place, as long as Jason was by my side.

"I wonder what Michael's doing" I said to myself, but knowing that Jason would hear me.

Since Jason is sitting right next to me, I felt him shrug his shoulders.

I looked further down the stone walls, seeing what looked like a long stone hallway. My eyes have gotten used to the darkness that I can now see a little better in the dark.

"Maybe we should see what's-" I started to say but what cut off by the opening hole being pried open.

But I heard a female voice. And a male voice.

Jason and I quickly sat up and moved deeper into the room so we wouldn't be seen.

"What was that?" I heard the female ask.

"What was what?" the male asked.

"I thought I saw someone"

"Who, Michael Myers? You know that this is like, all fake, right?"

"You don't know that! That could have really been-" but the female was cut off by a loud painful scream. The male started yelling. I heard a knife pierce through skin, a sound that I had gotten used to.

I then saw a body fall down onto the floor, just a few feet away from Jason and I. Michael must have gotten her.

I then heard a knife pierce through more skin, and another body fell through the hole and landed on top of the other body.

Jason held me close to him as we started backing away from the bodies.

After a few more minutes, I could hear screaming coming from the house above us. It sounded like around half a dozen people were up there.

One by one I can tell that they were brutally murdered.

The whole time Jason was holding me close to him, like he didn't want me to experience all of this violence.

I buried my face into his chest, wishing that all of this would stop and that we could live happily together, not worrying about getting caught with a serial killer.

But my wishes usually never come true.

-the end-