Jason was enjoying the screams and cries of the children. He had made it back to the house and cut the phone lines but he had been waiting for an oppurtunity like this to come. He cut the electrical lines and all the lights outside and in went dead. It was pitch black and the screams of horror were delicious to him.<br/><br/>Jason moved quickly around the house, he saw a boy standing beside a car. He walked quickly across the opening of the yard and before the boy could even ask who was there Jason had cut his throat in one swift motion. Jason relished the feel of the blade sinking into the boy throat, the way he made a gargled sound before Jason nearly took his head completely off. The blade was sharp and with the amount of pressure Jason had applied, the boys head was just barely still attached.<br/><br/>Jason placed the boy behind the steering wheel of the car and leaned him on the horn. He wanted instant satisfaction, he wanted the children to come to the noise of the horn and become even more terrified. '<em>The game is just getting good, and I am just getting started.</em>' Jason thought to himself