|A face only a mother could love...|
|Aww yiss. Gonna tap that ass.|
Flashback to good ol' 1958 when the "Camp Blood" killings started to take place, we're given a very slight, but very clear sign that the killer is a woman. We see our unsuspecting, horny camp counselors sneaking away with the intentions to make the beast with two backs. Their moments of passion are being spied upon by an unseen force, that makes itself known and then kills the two lovers. When the two kids notice the figure, they immediately resort to claiming their innocence rather than showing their fear. Right away, we know that these two personally know their assailant. The fact that they weren't afraid of physical danger gives the impression that the two are backing away from either an adult or higher-ranked female. Humans respond differently to adults in power depending on their sex. We worry that our mothers will yell at us and that our fathers will take a belt to our asses for being disobedient. Definitely so for 1958 before the "don't beat the children" PC way of mind came to fruition. Historically speaking, in 1958 men of authority were allowed to physically punish those beneath them, while women were in a position of trying to be doting and compassionate. It isn't until the knife is shown that either of the counselors show any sort of life-determining fear. Since the two didn't fear any physical forms of punishment until the male counselor is stabbed gives away immediately that the killer is a woman.
|I'm painfully adorable and hopelessly naive.|
|Blinded by the kniiiiife...|
|Someone never listened to TRAPT...|