Pamela Voorhees
Legacy Name: Pamela Voorhees

Hello, I'm Mrs. Voorhees. Pamela if you're so inclined. I was a friend of the Christys, when they owned the original Camp Crystal Lake. A long time ago, I fell on some hard times when my husband passed away, leaving my son and I alone, and the Christys gave me a job at the camp as a cook. I thought it would be nice, being around people, children, I thought it would be good for my son Jason, who'd never had many friends. But I was wrong...That camp and everyone in it proved to be nothing but a curse to my family.

You see, my Jason was special, some said different, but to me he was just a sweet, gentle boy. He was my everything, and I loved him with all my heart. He wasn't different, it was those other vile children. Normal, there was nothing normal about those children and the way they picked on my Jason! And the so-called counselors, they were supposed to be watching the children, watching my Jason. He needed to be watched every minute! Instead they let my son...my special boy, be lured down to the lake and into the water. He wasn't a very strong swimmer, you see. And instead of paying attention, those wretched teenagers were making love while my son drowned!

But they all paid for what they did, oh yes, they paid in full. Those counselors, the other children, can you believe some of the children that hurt my Jason actually came back to the camp as counselors themselves? I made them all pay for what they did to my son.

Crystal Lake was cursed, damned, it only brought out the worst in people and needed to stay closed forever.

It's unfortunate that Dave and Louise Christy didn't see it that way, I wouldn't have had to keep hurting people if they had just listened to me. But eventually they saw reason and shut it down for good. But their idiot son, Steve... No, he wouldn't listen to anyone. He was bound and determined that Camp Crystal Lake was going to reopen. He brought more teenagers in, and they all sullied that place yet again with their drugs, alcohol, and fornicating. They were all just like the others, the ones that hurt my son.

I had to stop them.

All of them.

I had to.

For Jason.

And I did, all except one.

I...don't quite remember what happened that night, I know it was terrible, and for a time there was nothing but darkness. But then, a glimmer of light, and I saw my son, my Jason, my special boy. Somehow I was able to remain here, with him. I'm not sure how, or what it all means, all I know is that my son and I are together now, forever.

He'll never be alone again, and I'll never have to worry about anyone hurting him again.

You see my son is all grown up now, he's grown into a big, strong man. And he's still special. No matter what they do, they can't hurt him, can't stop him. He just keeps coming back to get them.

Yet despite all that power, he's still my son, and just like any other son, he'll always need his mother. And now, I'll always be here for him.

And together, we'll make them all pay.


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