Camp Blood smells like sitting around a crackling fire at Crystal Lake while the other camp counselors tell ghost stories, sing songs, or sneak off into the woods together. You, however, stay close to the warm light, unable to shake the feeling of being watched. By the time you finally notice the muddied white mask walking out of the darkness, it's already too late. Jason's back.
Notes: Vanilla Bean, Clove, SmokeInspired By: Friday the 13th (franchise)