As the sun was starting to sink in the sky, Jason smiled to himself and headed for the main building at the camp grounds. He was enjoying his walk back to the loud noises this time because he knew that soon his forrest and lake would be peaceful again. He would see to that.<br/><br/>Jason had already decided to make an example out of his first kill. He wants the others to know what happens to anyone who distrubs the peace of his lake.<br/><br/>He has his weapons with him, he carries his branch that he had whitled into a nice point on one end, and of course his trusty machete, and a variety of other things he could use to chop and cut these little maggots into insignificant little pieces.<br/><br/>Jason slips into the large cabin and into one of the rooms to wait for his first victim. He waits in the shadows, patiently planning his attack. Knowing he will have to move quickly. Doing his work and then getting out before being seen.