Minds of Monsters: Jason Voorhees

Camera Fades in and Shows Hooded Man sitting alone on his couch

Hooded Man:
Their names are the stuff of horror legend, with only a description many will know exactly who I am talking about. (Show clips) A tall menacing figure with a machete stalking a campsite for his next victim. A cruel trickster with a glove shaped like claw of a fearsome beast terrorizing nightmares, or even…a small doll who you know can’t be alive…but to your horror…it is…and it wants blood.

(Cut back to Hooded Man)
These beings of terror highlight the darkest parts of human nature and much like real life serial killers there is a deep fascination with them. Especially the simple question of…why? Why would anyone take a live? Why would anyone be so horrific? Why would they willingly sell their souls? Why would they do any of this?
Well, let us find out, shall we? In this series we will be looking into the minds of some of the most twisted human beings, monsters, and others that haunted the nightmares of kids…and even some adults alike.
I am the Hooded Man, and these are the Minds of Monsters.

(Intro Video)
Hooded Man:
Picture this: You are alone in a campground trying to reopen yet again after a series of grisly murders occurred years ago. Your head councilor just got done telling the strange story that you can’t believe to be true and pray to god that it is. The story of a woman driven to madness after seeing the death of her son in the lake by careless camp counselors. Killing any who came close to ward off the place, yet despite her best efforts the camp tries to reopen. The woman goes a part her usual plan, however one camper got away, and in an act of self defense, decapitates the killer. Happy ending for all correct? However, the child was still there and watched the whole thing…and he never left the lake and is determined to carry out his mother’s work.
Despite the story giving you the scares, it was just that…a story. However as you go deeper into the woods you start to hear the sound of breaking twigs on foot steps. Thinking it was one of your fellow councilers you call out their name only hearing dead silence. Because of the possibility of it being a wild animal, you wisely decide to turn back. Hoping to avoid whatever caused that noise. As you move slowly as told by regulations you then hear more twig snapping. Fearing the worst, that a starving wolf of some kind has targeted you for his next meal, you get into another gear and run farther and farther. When you see the main cabin in the distance, joy fills your soul as salvation seems to be at hand.

However, that’s when it happens, a giant hand grabs you by the head covering your mouth, as a python grip of another arm drags you back into the woods roughly slamming you against the tree. That’s when you see your nightmares confirmed, the story was real, you are staring face to face with a creature you can’t describe. The main defining feature is an old school hockey mask that has seen some wear and tear over the years. As you struggle feebley the being from your darkest depths pulls out the same weapon that killed his own mother…and buries it into your ribs. Death comes quickly…but not before the machete is ripped out as your fall limply to the ground.
You have just started another rampage of the Death Curse of Camp Crystal Lake. Your last thoughts is the name of the child that the story that you were heard. The Child’s name…his name was Jason.

(Montage of Jason’s moments)
To discuss the mind of Jason Voorhees you have to first start with his mother. The original killer of Friday the 13th and the driving force behind Jason’s actions. Back in the day when Jason was a child, his mother was the camp cook for Camp Crystal Lake. Jason was born deformed and had several mental issues, however his mother didn’t care. His mother loved him inspite of his flaws worshiping her son as her special boy. She asked the camp councilers to keep an eye on him because she feared that her son would be bullied by his fellow campmates.

Sadly…she was right. Jason was bulled relentlessly and it reached it’s fever pitch on a faithful day when Jason fell into the lake begging for help from anyone or anything that could help. However the Counciler’s being hormonally unbalanced teens, were to busy having sex to notice the poor child flailing and begging for help…as he supposedly drowned.

Grief stricken to the point of bloody revenge, Pamela murdered the two didn’t pay attention, and then swore that no child would ever drown at Camp Crystal Lake again, even if she had to kill every councilor to do so. So she did for many years, and hyped a legend up as the Death Curse to the local community. So far, say for the occasional wanderer, Pamela killed anyone who would dare go to her and “her sons” new home, now being convinced her son was talking to her and guiding her on her killing spree.
It all came to head one night as the Camp was sadly reopened. Mrs. Voorhees tried in vain to stop it but it kept coming regardless of what she would try to do. So to end this madness once and for all, listening to the supposed voice inside of her head, the heartbroken mother went on a killing spree, however this one would be her last. As she tried to kill the last survivor…she herself met a gruesome end like so many before her.
Unbeknownst to everyone however, Jason survived his ordeal and, possibly due to his mental conditions, Jason was wandering the woods trying to find his mother to let him know that he was okay. However, the next thing he saw was his mother being decapitated, killed in front of his eyes. As the last survivor ran into the lake for survival even having a terrible nightmare from Jason himself, Jason picked up his mother’s head and the Machete that killed her. In his mind he also heard the voice of his mother talking to her, with three terrifying words “Kill for Mother”.