Alice was asleep. 

She had dreamed that Steve was dead. 

She couldn't believe what was going on. Bill was gone; Ned was gone; Jack and Marcie were gone; Brenda was gone. She saw the Archery lights were on. 'What's going on?', she asked Bill. He was off now. He had died now; Alice ran to the door. She saw Bill was dead. 'Bill!'. She saw the Jeep. In it was the body of Annie. She fled to the loungeroom; she barricaded herself with a baseball bat. She heard the sound of a Jeep coming towards her. Alice opened the door. 

A middle-aged woman in her late 40's, appeared. 

She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and tomb-like teeth. She wore a blue colored sweater, blue jeans, a black belt, grey socks, and brown shoes on her feet. And a wedding ring on her right, middle finger. 'Who are you? Where's Steve?', Alice asked her.

'I am Mrs. Voorhees. I was the camp cook when those kids died. My son drowned when they made love. He should've been watched!; he wasn't a very good swimmer. His name was Jason; he wasn't a very good swimmer'. Alice was thinking that there was something weird about her. She raced to the cabin. Mrs. Voorhees watched the dead campers. 'Why, they're so young; so innocent! What kind of monster did it to them?'. Mrs. Voorhees gripped the hunting knife in her right hand; all pretence of a loving Mom was gone. In her mind, Alice had to die; they all they had to die. 

Alice fled towards the pantry. 

She flicked on the light. 

In the small room, she grabbed the black colored frying pan. 

And she hit the mad woman across the head with it.

Blood spilled from the forehead, and Mrs. Voorhees fell onto the pillows.

Alice fled in horror towards the cold lake, near the beach. 

***

Alice was in the canoe that was near the shimmering lake.

Camp Crystal Lake was cold. 

She waded into the gloom of the water, as the full moon was in the night sky. 

Mrs. Voorhees came to. 

She said: 'Kill her, Mommy! Kill her! Don't let her get away!; don't let her live!'. And she said: 'I won't, Jason! I won't!'. After a frenzied fight on the sand, Alice grabbed a machete that was dumped near the shore. Then she raised it; Mrs. Voorhees was staring at the wicked sharp edge, and the body fell onto the sand. On the canoe, Alice saw ducks, and burned logs; she dreamed again. 

But, as she closed her eyes, the monster of Jason Voorhees burst out of the haunted lake, and Alice screamed until the sound of several Crystal Lake Police cars arrived to rescue her.