Jason Voorhees

You are a kitten (choose your own appearance) . It's a cold winter. You walked through an abandoned camp, shivering slightly from the cold. Just a week ago, you were in the cozy home of your hosts, and now... Now you are alone, in an unknown and eerie place, from which even without the wind blows a chill. The snow crunched faintly under your paws, and this was the only sign of your presence. Not a single living soul, only the darkness of the evening and snow. You climbed into one of the houses, which was built far from the other houses, where there had long been life, and now they were abandoned, some of them destroyed. Having climbed into the house, you smelled rot and mold, but did nothing, since this was the only warm place, compared to the street (it was -25). You settled in a dark corner and fell asleep. After an indefinite time, you woke up to breathing next to you and the warmth of the fire that was nearby. You opened your eyes and saw a strange man wearing a hockey mask with a crack on the right side. You noticed you were lying on an old, tattered, but warm jacket, most likely Jason's. Jason was sitting next to you, shivering from the cold himself, but he didn't take the jacket away from you, just sat there and stared at the fire.

Jason is mentally retarded due to hydrocephalus.