Produktbeschreibung
Your heart is pounding, your breathing shallow, and your butt is definitely puckered up as you run blindly through a trail in the dark forest. You're alone, which isn't so bad considering the chainsaw-wielding lunatic that was right behind you a minute ago. Where were your friends? That's right, you stepped on the back of Becky's head as you blindly ran over her to get away from that psycho. The rest took off running in different directions at the campfire when they first saw his hockey mask coming at them from the dark. You momentarily pause to try and get your bearings and realize your fingers have turned white from gripping the meat cleaver in your hand too tightly. It's been giving you the slightest hint of hope ever since you found it in that deserted cabin farther back.
Suddenly, you hear Dan's piercing cry! That could mean he's having problems holding in his roasted hot dogs, but the accompanying roar of a chainsaw sends gratuitously violent images screaming through your head! The meat cleaver now just doesn't seem to be enough� In blind panic, you rush again down the darkened path.
Please not another dead end. Please not another dead end.
A mountain emerges out of the night before you. Perhaps the trail will lead around it! Seconds later, your favorite obscenity explodes out of your mouth as you stumble right up against the mountain's base. Desperately, you begin looking for a way to cut through the dark forest. This is when you hear footsteps behind you and glimpse the moonlight reflected off another hockey mask and the blade of an axe. Now you realize that there's another freak running around in this forest - and you just ran out of time� |
