So, I decided to cancel one of my other A Nightmare on Elm Street fanfics, The Dream stalker. I just really didn't like how I was setting everything out. And it was just really drawn out and I just didn't feel like it was effective. And to top it off, after 4 chapters I only got three reviews, two of which were by the same person. So I assume everybody else hated it as much as I did. So please, if you like this, or think I could improve, please give me some reviews.
Heather Lantz, a 17-year-old girl with long, curly brown hair and a haunting face drove in her beaten up car that had been made five years before she had even been born. Her car was the only car on the road, and with the exception of some woodland creatures, she was the only living creature that was on the road. Both sides of the road were lined by thick pine trees with long branches that almost resembled claws. Some were hanging just low enough to scrape along the side of her car.
Heather hadn't slept in at least thirty-six hours, because she had had a part in setting up a camping event in the wood for her school. But now that the event was over, she had to head on back to her parent's home in Springwood. During the camping event she had stayed up for a large amount of time setting up a lot of the performances and events going on at the campground, so sleep would have just gotten in her way. However, because of this, she felt like she could fall asleep at any moment, including right in front of the wheel.
As Heather continued driving along the empty road she looked to her right and briefly saw a metal claw with a red and green striped claw scrape along the side of her car. She screamed and began swerving off to the left side of the road. When she looked back she saw no claw arm with red and green stripes. And at this point she just shrugged it off as her hallucinating. And after the lack of sleep, it was the most logical answer.
As Heather was nearing town, and the lifeless road was coming to an end, she noticed a hitchhiker on the side of the road. The hitchhiker was a short, long haired, ginger girl with a ghostly pale face. Heather couldn't just let her stay out in the middle of the woods like that, because she was probably the first person the hitchhiker had seen on the road. And for all she knew, she could have been the last person the hitchhiker would see on the road. So she pulled over by the hitchhiker and unlocked her car.
The hitchhiker heard the familiar clicking sound of the car doors and knew that she was being invited into the car. She sprinted over to Heather's car out of excitement and quickly opened the passenger car door and jumped in. "Hello." Said Heather, starting to drive back onto the road again "So where are you going?".
"Oh, I'm just heading up to Springwood to visit some friends" Replied the hitchhiker "but my car broke down way back down the road and my cell phone is dead".
"Oh well, you're lucky, because I'm heading to Springwood too"
"Oh thank God!"
"So, do you have a name?" Heather asked wanting to learn more about this strange girl "My name is Heather Lantz".
"I'm Michelle Caulfield".
"So, is there any reason wh-" Started Heather but out of nowhere three girls jumping rope and two boys tossing a ball back in forth appeared on the road. Heather creamed and swerved off the side of road into the heavily wooded forest-like area to avoid hitting the children. The car Heather and Michelle were in slammed into several trees bouncing off of trees into other trees. Branches crashed through the windows of the car scratching at the seats and the two girls inside. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Screamed Michelle.
"I didn't want to hit those kids!" Shouted Heather back at Michelle.
"Are you high?"
"Of course not!"
"There were no kids, you just swerved off the road for no reason!"
"You know what. Just stay here, I'll go get help." Said Heather scrawling her way out of the car and fighting of the branches that had attacked her car "Besides the nearest town is only a quarter mile away".
"I'm coming too"
"No, you stay here and make sure nobody steals my stuff".
"Whatever" said Michelle as she started breaking some branches so they weren't pressing against her skin. As she watched Heather walk away stretched back and pushed her seat as far back as she could. Before she knew it her eyelids were becoming heavy and she soon fell into a fast sleep. However she came to an abrupt awakening (Or so she though) when she found a red and green striped snake winding its way around her body, binding her.
The snake lifted Michelle up and out of the car and started dragging her through the woods, screaming the entire way. As hard as he as she tried to break free, both her arms and legs were bound be the strange snake. It continued to drag her until it made it's way in front of a tall oak tree. The snake then began to drag her up the oak tree, upside down.
It stopped dragging Michelle up the oak tree after her head was four feet off of the ground. Suddenly the snake transformed itself into red and green striped rope, wrapping all around her. It bound her legs around the giant tree together tightly. Then it stretched her arms out in a T formation with a rope wrapping around the back of the tree and connecting to the other arm. So it looked like she was being crucified upside down.
Suddenly a man walked out in front of Michelle from behind the giant oak tree. The man was at least six feet tall, he wore a dusty, brown fedora, a red and green striped sweater, and most notably he had horribly burnt skin. And when the man raised his right hand he revealed a clad glove with four sharp knives coming out of the fingers. "You look like you need a hair cut" Said the man in a horrifying and at the same time hysterical voice. He brought his finger knives up to her long, orange hair. And with a quick flick of his fingers he cut off a chunk of her hair.
Michelle began screaming seeing he beautiful hair fall down to the grass below her. The burnt man continued slashing away at the poor girl's hair. After only a minute all of her silky, orange hair had been sliced right off of her head. "My hair!" Cried Michelle now beginning to sob. The burnt man then began to laugh uncontrollably at Michelle mourning her lost hair. He lifted his clawed hand up into the air and brought it down forming four long slashes down Michelle's torso. She cried out in pain for a few seconds until she lost her voice from the pain.