"Marny? Marny!" That boy. "Marny, where are you?" Kyle. He frowned, standing on the porch of the cabin. The interupted girl poked her head out, chewing her lip.

"Maybe she went to the bathroom?" She jumped as Ryan came behind her, hands on her hips.

"Yeah, she's perpetually on the rag, maybe she had to pull that tampon out!"

"You're disgusting." the girl punched Ryan and crossed her arms. "I'll go look for her."

"No, I'll go. She's my sister." Kyle sighed. "Why did I even admit that?"

"God speed, good sir!" Ryan pulled the interupted girl close. "Krissy and I will go look in the bedroom!"

"Like hell you pervert!"Krissy huffed, shoving him outside. "I am not sleeping in the same cabin as you!"

"Who said anything about sleeping?"

"Ugh!" Krissy slammed the door closed, locking not only Ryan out, but Kyle as well.

"HEY! What did I do?" Kyle frowned, taking off. "Way to go, Ryan. Horny asshole."

"What? She wants me." Ryan ran to catch up to Kyle. Kyle rolled his eyes.

"You say that about every girl."

"Not my fault. There's only so much of me to go around!" Kyle sped up, leaving Ryan behind. "What? Bro? Hey, come on man!"

He sighed, turning to head back towards the cabin, knocking. "Pizza!"

"Piss off Ryan!"

[oo]

Jason watched the boy, Ryan, knock, trying to get back inside the cabin, only to be told off by Krissy every time. Ryan frowned. "Oh, come on girl! It was a joke!"

"You're so horny, go fuck yourself!"

"I tried. Not as fun without a girl screamin'." Something slammed against the door and Ryan laughed. "Oh come on! It's cold out here! My balls are gonna fall off!"

"Good!"

"Have you no sympathy?"

"The others will be here, you can bum off them!" Ryan sighed, turning and went towards the vehichle, climbing in and dug around for the keys. Krissy opened the door, looking out. "What are you doing?"

"You won't let me in, I'm gonna chill here." Krissy rolled her eyes, closing the door as Ryan turned put the key in and turned, the radio screaming some rock song. Ryan smirked, leaning back against the seat.

More were coming? Jason looked from the house, to the car and off where Kyle took off. He had three now, and his mother was still there, egging him to kill. Kill for Mommy. Always kill for Mommy.

"Jason, kill them. All of them. And take care of that good for nothing girl. She's bad news." Girl? Krissy? Was she bad news? Was that who his mother was talking about? Twigs snapped behind him and he looked over.

Nothing moved, but he was being watched. He knew it. "Jason. Get. Rid. Of. Her!" Her? A flash of gold, and a glint of metal. "HER!"

Abigail had followed him.