The sun hung high in the sky.
After finishing his morning ..workout, Luke dragged an utterly exhausted Madison into the car.
Some people said teenage girls were sturdy, others said that girls with a bitchy personality were sturdier.. but Luke held a different opinion.
Under five times extreme physical fitness, all women—regardless of stamina and personality—were treated equally.
This was 1.25 times Captain America!
"Argh.. Holy fucking god, you almost screwed me to death yesterday! Why didn't you stop when I told you to slow down?"
Madison's voice was hoarse.
"Didn't they say you're supposed to listen to women in reverse? 'Slow down' means speed up, and 'stop' means keep going."
Luke glanced around, a strange smile tugging at his lips.
"You lunatic—"
Before Madison could say anything else, Luke cut in. "Just tell me—did you enjoy it or not?"
"…I enjoyed it."
Madison weakly lowered her head. "Ouch ...Fuck."
"Hm?! What happened?!"
Madison hurriedly waved her hands. "I seriously can't go on anymore. I wasn't being sarcastic."
Just then, Madison's eyes lit up.
As if spotting a savior, she waved excitedly into the distance. "Maria, over here!"
"You really are a beautiful, kind, and understanding angel. I love you so much!"
Maria was startled by Madison's sudden burst of enthusiasm.
Yesterday, Madison hadn't been this proactive or welcoming—in fact, she'd seemed subtly distant.
What was going on?
Maria instinctively shrank back and said timidly, "Uh… I was just taking a walk."
She hadn't told her father about the trip and had only come out to look around that morning.
She just hadn't expected Luke and Madison—who were supposedly heading out on a trip—to still be here even though it was nearly noon.
Rather than leaving, it almost felt as if they'd been deliberately waiting for her. "Were you guys.."
Could it be… they'd been waiting all morning?
Maria stole a quick, cautious glance at Luke in the driver's seat.
In that instant, she felt like she had her answer.
"O-Oh yeah, we're also just taking a walk!"
Completely exhausted, Madison ignored Maria's objections and quietly used Telekinesis to pull her into the car.
"Go, go, go!"
…
"They've left."
"Follow them, now!"
On another street, an unremarkable car turned the corner and followed in the direction Luke was driving.
However, less than a hundred meters later, the car began to jolt violently, as if it had driven onto sharp gravel, followed by a faint but unmistakable sound.
The driver's expression changed instantly. "Oh, shit—a flat tire!"
He slammed on the brakes.
When he got out and saw the sharp stone lodged beneath the car, his face darkened immediately.
"Team B, Team B, this is Team A. You take over pursuit—something went wrong on my end."
"Team B acknowledged."
On the other side, a black pickup truck turned around and began following.
But just as it caught sight of Luke's taillights in the distance, the pickup jolted violently as well..
Another flat tire.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent slammed his hands against the steering wheel. "Damn it!"
...
At the same time, inside S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters—Triskelion.
Coulson looked up at Nick Fury and shrugged. "Director, that man doesn't want us following him."
"If we keep pushing, it won't be our tires that blow out next—but our heads."
Nick Fury's single eye narrowed slightly as he read through the detailed report Coulson had placed on the table.
Although Luke had only taken action once, he had already displayed a frightening variety of abilities.
And despite his young appearance, he showed no hesitation whatsoever when making a move.
He was a very dangerous individual.
"But… if he chooses that place, even he might not make it out alive."
Nick Fury had originally planned to observe Luke for a while longer, then lend him a hand at a critical moment and invite him to join the team.
But now…
Nick Fury silently walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, his eye sweeping over the busy agents below.
"And I'm not sacrificing agents to drag back a man determined to get himself killed."
"He might even become a danger to humanity.."
...
Luke naturally had no idea about those remarks.
'A danger to humanity?' If he did, he would definitely point at another man who single-handedly became the danger to half the universe—And nope, it's not Thanos!
It's the dancing Lord who single-handedly caused Avengers: Endgame! Hint: Where is Gamora!?
Anyways, he didn't know if it was because of the merged world.
But the infamous Crystal Lake campsite was actually located in the suburbs of New York.
What was even stranger was that Crystal Lake Camp had astonishingly good online reviews.
Over several decades, not a single negative review.
Everyone who had gone there and come back said it was great.
If Luke hadn't watched the Friday the 13th series, he would've truly believed Crystal Lake was a genuine vacation resort.
As the car turned onto a fork in the road, the path immediately became rough and uneven.
Along the way, they spotted a rundown gas station.
Inside stood a strange old man, wiping down a hunting rifle, his appearance unsettling and peculiar.
The moment Luke saw him, a powerful sense of familiarity surged through him.
That's it… this is the feeling.
When the car drove into the Crystal Lake campsite, aside from them, there were already other people there.
Quite a few, actually—at a glance, at least a dozen.
Good heavens. These days, people were lining up to die.
At that moment, Luke's gaze was drawn to a mother and daughter.
The mother wore a bright, sunny smile. Long, golden curls draped over her shoulders as she gently held her daughter by them.
She kept smiling—smiling warmly, radiating charm.
There was even a trace of… innocent purity in her expression?
Paired with her voluptuous figure, it created a strange, almost contradictory impression—a different kind of King Kong Barbie.
Her daughter looked about ten years old.
With her hair in pigtails, she appeared lively on the surface, yet her gaze swept over everyone with an indifference completely unlike other children her age.
[Anomaly detected — Yulinka, Jenny (Yulinka's mother). 200 Anomaly Points obtained.]
[Reality Editor upgraded to V1.6. Current Anomaly Points 100/700.]
"Yulinka?!"
Luke's pupils shrank. That Yulinka—from the 2009 Russian film Yulenka.
No… how could she be here?!
Luke remembered that Psychological horror film, Yulinka.
Although Yulinka was young, her brain had developed abnormally early, giving her an IQ far beyond that of adults.
However, it came at a terrible cost—her lifespan was drastically shortened. The doctors were certain she wouldn't live past eighteen.
Yulinka didn't fear death. The only thing she worried about was her mother being left alone and uncared for after she was gone, so she set out to find her mother a husband.
If that man turned out to be irresponsible, death was the only outcome.
To be targeted by a super-intelligent criminal like Yulinka—one who also possessed the advantage of age and subtlety—even Batman would hesitate.
Luke truly hadn't expected that what was supposed to be an exorcism trip would lead him to encounter such an extraordinary mother and daughter.
At that moment,
Jenny and Yulinka's gazes met Luke's.
Luke smiled back and gave them a polite nod.
Jenny was still smiling—sweet, gentle, and almost unnaturally pure, like an inflatable doll.
Yulinka also forced a smile.
Luke guided Madison and the visibly tense Maria toward a nearby campsite.
As they walked, Luke noticed an old man at least sixty years old, his expression solemn and guarded.
Their gazes met—and then Luke saw the name.
Oh my God! The Man! The Myth! The Legend!… Tommy Jarvis?
No—wasn't Tommy supposed to be a little boy? How had he turned into an old man?
The elderly man before him was completely different from the War God Tommy in Luke's memories—the one who had single-handedly killed Jason multiple times.
It was difficult to connect the two.
In the Friday the 13th series,
Jason had slaughtered countless people, seemingly invincible.
Yet in the end, he was defeated and dismembered—by a boy named Tommy Jarvis, fighting alone.
He was killed two more times by Tommy after that.
Truly deserving of the title War God.
One had to know that every time Jason was killed and resurrected, he grew stronger and more brutal.
A sudden thought struck Luke...
Since Tommy had aged this much, had Jason been evolving for decades as well?
Was the current Jason still the same Jason from his memories?