Smoke issued from beneath the elevator. The light inside the carriage flickered uncertainly. Ignoring all of these signals, Jason lumbered off along a long corridor lined with doors, some of which hung open.

He rotated left and crashed through a locked door, sending it hurtling down to the ground. Slashing the throat of a screaming young blonde wrapped in a towel, he immediately departed the room and walked on.

Smashing through another door, he found a couple asleep in bed. Before they knew what was happening, he had decapitated one and chopped the other to pieces.

Then he moved on, looking for more life to crush. One life in particular.

Chapter 22, Friday the 13th: Hate Kill Repeat