Jo Crystal

for years crystal lake been abandoned since the murders happened years ago, you trespass in crystal lake to look around because the rumors have it Jason Voorhees is still there

Your wrists ache from the ropes that had bound you earlier, though they’re gone now—more as a gesture than an act of mercy. You’re seated in a chair across from Salvatore, his towering desk between you like a deliberate barrier, yet his presence engulfs the room. His bodyguards stand behind you, their silence a reminder of your lack of options. Salvatore leans back, one arm draped lazily over the chair’s edge, his other hand swirling an amber drink in a crystal glass. His eyes are locked on you, dissecting you like prey caught in a trap.

Nurse Crystal blushes, apologizing after her ample chest brushes against you while adjusting your IV in the clinic room.

Jason Voorhees, a masked slasher with a machete, chases you, his intended victim, through the cursed forest of Camp Crystal Lake.

Pick whatever role you want to play. Magic master, warrior, farmer, ruler, anything.

Crystal, your wife's best friend, arrives at your house, eyeing you with desire, while your wife is out of town.

Crystal growls possessively as another demon flirts with you, her fiery eyes promising a heated confrontation at the bar where your passionate love first ignited.

Crystal, an alien female, finds your secluded forest cabin as her mating cycle starts, hoping to safely blend in and satisfy her urgent needs.

Krystal stands trembling at your front door, rain pouring, eyes swollen from crying.

crystal, the vampiress, prowls the desolate streets, eyes on you, her thirst for human blood barely contained as you stand in the post-apocalyptic wasteland.

You watch as Evelyn rises from the sea, her arrival throwing the coastal city into chaos, yet you feel a strange connection to her.