A group of camp counselors are stalked and murdered by an unknown assailant while trying to reopen a summer camp which, years before, was the site of a child's drowning. A group of young adults discover a boarded up Camp Crystal Lake, where they soon encounter Jason Voorhees and his deadly intentions. But then Jason came back, and now he is a vengeful and inexorable killer, wielding crossbows, swords, axes and other sharp instruments. . But this time, in addition to terrified teenagers, he meets a young boy named Tommy who has a special talent for horror masks and make up, leading up to a horrifying, bloody battle! The police believe she took off with her boyfriend; but he knows better.
As bodies fall to the ground in the camp, no one is safe. Storyline: One summer at Camp Crystal Lake, a group of young counselors begin to get ready to lead campers. Unfortunately for the former, someone isn't happy about what's going on in the camp and enjoys playing kill the counselor. The brother ends up at the cabin himself just before his sister's attacker sets upon them all. Six months later, the brother of one of those campers distributes posters of his missing sister.
Has Jason finally met his match? After the Crystal Lake Massacres, Jason is pronounced dead and taken to the hospital morgue, where he is mysteriously revived, allowing his diabolical killing spree to continue at the camp where the gruesome slaughtering began. As legend has it, the last survivor of the attacks beheaded the woman. Storyline: A group of young adults set up tent near the abandoned summer camp where a series of gruesome murders are said to have taken place back in 1980. The perpetrator was a grieving mother, driven insane by the drowning of her child, Jason, whom she believed was neglected by the camp counselors. The brother crosses paths with an uptight young rich guy who is having his girlfriend and friends over at his parents' cabin. The legend proves horribly true, as these campers quickly discover.
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