At last Big Red started forward and—

Dropped straight down into the trap.

There was a scream from Red, a thigh-slapping guffaw from Boone. "Gee, Kelly, you got him with that trap business after all. All right!"

A big hand appeared at the edge of the trap. Big Red pulled himself up out of the hole. He had a stake going right through his good leg. He stopped to pull it out, screaming in agony.

...

Sure enough, just then Big Red stumbled slowly around the cop car, the red siren light turning his white mask red, then white, then red again. He was soaked in blood. There were several dark holes torn in his uniform, the spots where the spikes had gone through.

"Here, Red," Boone said, handing him the ax. "Here you go, big fella. Chop her up nice, would ya?"

He handed the bloody ax to Big Red, who took it in both hands. For a moment, Big Red just stood there, looking at Boone stupidly. Then the masked head turned and pointed at Kelly.

   Friday the 13th: Jason's Curse, chapter 26