Pine Barrens (Jersey): Jason's Quiet

Father and adopted-boy encounter hockey-masked darkness in the woods in August '24 for an 'expression' of mortal-theme.

Friday the 13th fanfiction. Happy Tuesday, 

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AMLAN: We're to the Pine Barrens for a Homeland-Jersey venture of stories, son.

SAMMY: Well, dad, even though I'm your adopted-boy, I feel like camp sonny, ha!

AMLAN: Good looks, Sammy; we'll think of the rich superstitions of the woods.

SAMMY: I'm ready for the new year of school, and it's still sunny in August.

AMLAN: Smart thinking, sonny; we'll bring my toy gun for my campfire-stories.

SAMMY: Cool (Facebook-like).

Amlan and Sammy darted to the Pine Barrens for a weekend campfire examination of stories and myths in the woods in August as they anticipated enjoying '24 season football cleats energizer-IQ on any given Sunday (cool). However, they were in for a real darkness adjective (not Facebook like).

The Pine Barrens had become a symbolic place of Earthling transit, and it's where we find Amlan and Sammy, dad-son, making camp-tales of superstitious myths and folklore, some of which Amlan gained in his brain as he drew up and attended camp himself as a boy. Well, friends, Amlan/Sammy were about to get an evil taste of what actually lurked in the Pine Barrens that August ('24).

SAMMY: Dad, Jesus, look at that man (or zombie?)...in a hockey-mask.

AMLAN: Seems to be spying on us from behind those trees in the moonlight!

SAMMY: He's got some kind of weapon, daddy (no).

AMLAN: I'll get my ('toy') gun, Sammy (no-fear).

SAMMY: Your gun's real, Amlan?

AMLAN: I brought bullets too (for safety); it's a silencer; I kept secret, sonny.

SAMMY: You have gun and bullets...save us from this dark man.

AMLAN: Facebook-like, Sammy.

Amlan surfaced as the Pine Barrens hero for adopted-boy (son) Sammy that moonlight-night in August ('24). Friends, turns out wise/shrewd/calculating father (Amlan) brought a real gun, a silencer, which looked ornamental enough for Sammy to think his daddy just brought a toy-prop accoutrement for his storytelling in the forest campfire ground. Father loaded the silencer and shot the specter in the hockey-mask (a zombie from the grave, a humanoid named Jason, who drowned in a camp-accident as a small-boy, without any rumor!). Amlan shot Jason 6-times in the head, through his hockey-mask, rendering the haunting Pine Barrens specter unconscious and laying motionless on the ground of the woods there (August, '24).

AMLAN: Turns out there was some more nonvisible camp gossip about Jason!

SAMMY: You found it at the library, Amlan?

AMLAN: Call me dad.

SAMMY: Who's Jason, dad?
AMLAN: He was a boy who drowned; counselors-neglect cause; returned in Hell.

SAMMY: As a zombie.

AMLAN: It's a territory spook-story about fear of presence, Sammy.

SAMMY: Wow, I like our new Monopoly land game, dad.

AMLAN: Property, the having of treasures...a sign of life's thunder.

SAMMY: Maybe Jason lives (like chores).

AMLAN: We're safe (Facebook-like).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)