Ah, slasher films. What marvelous tripe. And you’d definitely have to be of the former opinion to write a story like the one you’ve just found, a love letter and mockery of the whole film sub-genre.

I don’t know what inspired this idea. A viewing of one of the Scream films one night? A dream? A random brain fart? Who knows? It was definitely a hard story to write though, mainly due to the fact I started it just before October. The deadline of Boogeymen stories would grow to be a deep problem of mine.

So here is the first. Watch as I try and make a horror film without a body count, sex, drug use, nudity, and completely beat Jason Vorhees’ invulnerability into the ground. Think it’s impossible? Then you don’t know me!