The year is 1986,it is a rough night,but i must be sure that Jason is dead, so here i am next to is grave, maybe i'm crazy, to be here at this time of the night,ready to dig is tomb.I'm defi- nitely crazy,hell with this.so i started to to dig.The lightnings tear off the sky,it is frightening,but i must continue.The grave is uncovered,i take my pinch bar,and force the nails that hold Ja son inside is tomb. I couldn't believe,i was safe,Jason is there, layed,putrefied.I give leaps of joy.But wait, a flash of lightning hit Jason...Oh,no!,he moved is arm,it's not true...he can see,no. my ultimate fears have awaked!It's impossible Jason liiiiiives!!!!!! dSAINT|Portugal|13thFr