This summer, the darkness return to Camp Crystal Lake as Jason Voorhees, the reanimated killer, returns from his watery grave. After years of silence, the bloodshed starts anew, leaving a trail of terror in its path. Victims flock to Jason's savagery, their screams echoing through the woods like a horrifying symphony.

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

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 has returned, 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 show.

Jason Lives: The Final Friday?

Back from the grave, the machete-wielding monster is back for another go in "Jason Lives". This time around, Jason's comeback 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 chaos upon the unsuspecting town.

• Beware a hilarious ride filled with murdering

Will anyone survive? You'll have to watch "Jason Lives" to find out!

Crystal Lake Terror

Deep in the heart of the woods/forest/timberlands, a legend began/unfolded/took check here 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 brings trouble. Some folks are cognizant of this, and attempt to steer clear any unlucky events that might occur. But sometimes, fate has something else in store. Possibly, this is all merely a myth.

• But what about those who believe|those that adhere to this|the ones who trust this tradition?
• What's their perspective when the thirteenth day rolls in?

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 an appearance. It's a prison reflecting our deepest fears. We embrace our vulnerabilities beneath its cold exterior, becoming something alien to ourselves. But what if mask starts to control us? What if the boundary between reality and illusion begins to fade? Then, true horror sets in.

• The whispers start. A shift that something is out of place.
• Faces start to warp.
• We become strangers to those we love.

Confront your fear. The truth is stranger than fiction.