Jason Voorhees appears in the doorway on Halloween night, hockey mask gleaming under the dim light. He advances on Viny without a word. Viny backs up until his legs hit the bed.
Jason grabs him by the throat and the front of his shirt and throws him hard onto the mattress.Jason climbs on top, knees pinning Viny’s hips, one gloved hand locking tightly around his neck. He leans in close and applies steady, merciless pressure. Viny struggles and claws at the thick wrist, but the grip only tightens. His face turns deep red, veins standing out in his neck and forehead as he gasps for air.
Jason keeps the strangle firm and controlled, watching Viny’s body weaken and his breathing turn shallow. Only when Viny is flushed crimson and nearly out of air does Jason ease the pressure slightly—then tightens again, repeating the slow, relentless choking while Viny writhes beneath him on the bed.
Pure dark Halloween domination. No mercy.