The first bullet banged harmlessly off his fake leg. But then the girl turned his hand—and the gun—upward. And now he felt the muzzle of the gun pressing hard into his big soft belly. And she was firing again. They were firing together. And—bang! bang!—two bullets fired deep into Big Red.

The girl let go of the gun then, struggling to get to her feet. She backed away from him, staring at him.

He was really mad now. She was just like all the rest. If you trusted her, she shot you. Big Red was so mad he wanted to cry and scream and howl all at once. His glass eye aimed the gun for him, aimed it right at the girl's head. But there was only a click each time he pulled the trigger.

Big Red dropped the gun in disgust. Then he dropped to his knees. The front of his uniform felt wet and sticky. He looked down. There was a big circle of red on his stomach. Red, just like his name. The red was spreading.

Then Big Red felt the pain and he started to cry. The mean girl had hurt him bad. He wailed louder and louder. He rocked back and forth.

Through his tears, he could see that the girl was watching him. He could see her coming closer now. He held up his hands to be hugged. He needed a hug so badly.

Then he saw that the girl had picked up a stick. It was too late to do anything about it. He just bowed his head as she brought the stick down with all her might.

   Chapter 24

After the girl had pummeled Big Red ten times across the head, neck, and shoulders, he started to get angry all over again. Madder than he had ever felt in all his life, which was never, except for this last couple of days. Despite the pain in his stomach, he got to his feet. He reached for the stick as she jabbed it at him again.

He caught the stick, but only after the girl had plunged it right through the eyehole in his mask. He screamed. When he pulled the stick out of his head, there was a plop sound. His glass eye had come out along with the spear. The eye was stuck on the end of the stick, sopping with blood, but still alive, still gleaming with fury.

Big Red was feeling pretty furious himself. He flung the stick aside. His blue Lucite leg started kicking furiously as he stomped after the girl.

The girl backed away a few more steps, then turned and ran, limping hard.

   Friday the 13th: Jason's Curse, chapter 25