Colorado-Camp: Jason and the Engineer(s)

Can Colorado-campers dare to defy the zombie Jason for survival/hope in a 'chess-setting' of extreme entropy?

A fanfiction of Friday the 13th (comics). Hope you like it, 

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It was a nice Dartmouth alumni outing to a Colorado-camp in the nice year of 2022 on Earth, but it was about to be invaded by the presence of the prowling hockey-mask wearing zombie psycho Jason Voorhees, who'd demand a special 'chess-stalemate' against anyone who dared to defy this camp interference in the otherwise 'heavenly' US-state of Colorado, home of the Broncos and Nuggets (hmm).

JASON: Me rise from the bottomless pit of Inferno to make mind fear(s) and hellmouth of spider-leviathan chaos (no chess!).

One of the campers, a lover of horror-films and comics, Eliza, wanted to see if the group would/could rally a special force for change and defy this invasion by Jason Voorhees, the 'messenger' from the pit(s) and explained she'd recently lost her telekinetic power(s) after seeing a psychiatrist in South Jersey (United States) and wondered if there was any other Colorado-camp group-member who'd boast such a love of horror-film magic offering any kind of 'power' magic for them (against Jason).

AMLAN SATAN (Group-Member): I've some 'modest' telepathic skill(s), Eliza; I'll lure him to a nearby camp office and make an electric-wire short-circuit fire and try to burn him to ash, and we'll dump his ashes in the river(s); then I'll post some Selfie-action on social-media to share this 'chess-stalemate' for human endurance in this otherwise 'Earth' Colorado-camp (ha).

JASON: Damn you, Satan (Amlan!); I not know you had such mind-wave skill(s) or 'power' for me; you make fire of heavens!

The wire-short fire inside the nearby camp office in heavenly Colorado proved to be too much for the psychotic demon of the pits, Jason, and he was literally burned to ashes, and Eliza/Satan dumped the remains into the deep river of their campsite, hoping no 'alien' force would resurrect such a 'presence' for any future human race 'ideation' of chess-stalemate(s) drawn against the zombie of evil/anarchy (wow).

ELIZA: I got you this 'fantastic' baseball-figurine chess-set/board; perhaps you'll make 'stalemate' arrays for Jason-memoir!

AMLAN: Cool; thanks, Eliza; we'll simply have to put-behind that entire Colorado-camp 'Jason-affair' and seek baseball-IQ.

ELIZA: Sure.

Would Jason's spirit(s) be somehow darkly raised/resurrected following the river-dumping of his ashed-remains by the heavenly camp-group in Colorado? That would be the remaining question to be pondered by any future human race 'diplomat' daring to draw a 'chess' match against this messenger of the bottomless pit...

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