The door crashed out of its frame and thundered to the floor, narrowly missing Chuck Waylon. His chefs cowered as Jason Voorhees entered the kitchen. Waylon was already dashing to the room's opposite side, cursing the fact that Jason was blocking the double door exit. Why hadn't he run straight through them?

Jason moved quickly. Another two big strides brought him across the whole room to Bryan Kelser, another trainee chef. Seizing the terrified man with one hand, Jason reached up to grab one of the butcher's knives, which hung in a shiny row on the wall. Trapped on the far side of the kitchen, Waylon and his remaining two chefs shouted in protest, while looking desperately around for something to save their own necks. Waylon wielded a meat cleaver, while Skipper hefted two small pans of boiling water. Leah held an electric carving knife that buzzed in his hand.

Jason powered the wide blade down into Kelser's forehead. It gouged through skin and skull, swiftly turning his lights out. Jason flung Kelser to one side. The young chef folded over his own workstation, the knife still embedded in his skull.

The killer returned his attention to the various sharp objects on offer. He began to walk along the row, prompting the chefs to move along the other side of the long table that divided the kitchen lengthways.

Snatching a small knife from a stretch of marbled work surface, Jason whirled around, sending it flying through the air. It struck Leah in the chest and he gasped, falling sideways, still clutching the carving knife. Skipper shrieked in agony as the whirring blade sliced through his left knee on its way down to the floor. He dropped the pans, which hit the tiles, the contents of one striking Leah full in the face.

Skipper seized his ruined kneecap, cartilage oozing between his fingers. Beside him on the ground, Leah's face sizzled and bubbled.

   Friday the 13th: Hate Kill Repeat, chapter 20