Friday July 3rd, 2009
"HEEELP MEEEEE!"
"Agent Carter!"
Agent Wesley Carter was sucked into a blue vortex. This was the evil power of the Necronomicon-Ex-Mortis, also known as The Book of the Dead. The book was now part of the nightmare-invoking Freddy Kreuger, infamous child killer from Springwood, Ohio. To think that the book had been frozen in Crystal Lake, New Jersey along with hockey-masked killer Jason Voorhees the previous December. They were no longer frozen thanks to the government. Freddy convinced Jason to team up with him so that he could take over America.
Washington D.C. was growing farther apart from Carter. He could no longer see Ash Williams or the other survivors of Freddy and Jason. For a moment, there was nothing but darkness. Succeeding that was an approaching light...
Sunday March 8th, 1964
Carter landed on a chair in front of a desk. The vortex was gone. Police officers began walking into the room. He remembered this place. He inferred that this was a police department.
"I'll be goddamned, we got the arrest warrant!" a police officer said.
At the mention of the arrest warrant, Carter wondered what city he was in.
"Kreuger is going to jail for life! That sick bastard is going to pay for what he did to those kids!"
Freddy Kreuger?
Carter was confused.
"Where am I?" he wondered. "I don't remember... What's this?"
Wesley Carter examined the arrest warrant in front of him. It had a face he recognized: Freddy Kreuger's face.
"Kreuger's arrest warrant? I thought this was misplaced and never signed..."
Wesley Carter got a pen and wrote his signature on the warrant.
"I hope they burn you at the stake, you sonnovabitch."