Chapter 1
Kiterina Burroughs looked at her friend and dance partner with wide glittering blue eyes. They had just won the first place trophy in a national dance competition and the moment couldn't have been more opportune. Throwing her arms around Nikolai Meadows' neck, she pressed her lips to his. Everything was perfect until she noticed something odd. Not only was his kiss rough and forceful, but his lips themselves just felt strange. They felt as if he didn't have any to begin with. When Kit opened her eyes, she gasped. Everything was dark and standing in front of her was the one and only Freddy Krueger. He flashed Kit an evil smile while running a blade down her cheek and neck to the strap of her dress.
"Hmm, my Kathryn." He said. Before Kit could respond, her alarm clock went off, waking her up.
Sitting up in her bed, Kit shivered as her sweat soaked through her night shirt and satin bedding.
"Oh thank you God for saving me." She panted.
Deciding on a plain black skirt and white button up shirt over a gray halter top, Kit hurried to get dressed. After putting on her knee high black boots, she grabbed her camera as well as her purse and book bag.
When she walked into the bathroom to do her makeup, Kit noticed that from the right side of her neck to her shoulder, there was a long scratch.
"Shit." She hissed when she touched it.
She hastily applied her make up and brushed her hair, her gaze still on the mark. Hoping people wouldn't pay any attention to it, Kit pulled her hair into a messy bun and ran to the kitchen. She smiled at the Coffeepot.
"Hello old friend." She greeted, grabbing a coffee mug.
As Kit poured the hot blackish brown liquid into the cup, Maggie Burroughs entered the kitchen reading the front page of the news paper and took the mug from her daughter's hands.
"Mom!" Kit whined.
"Kit!" Maggie mocked, giving the teenager a teasing look before turning her attention to the paper.
"That was mine." The young woman muttered.
"There is orange juice in the fridge. Have a glass of that. The last thing you need is caffeine." Maggie said, not looking up from what she was reading.
Rolling her eyes, Kit grabbed a glass and poured herself some juice. Reaching over the counter, she picked up the Arts & Entertainment section of the paper and sipped the sweet yet tart orange liquid.
"Oh NO!" Maggie gasped, causing a startled Kit to spit the juice all over the counter and the paper she had been holding.
"Whats wrong?" she questioned, mopping up the juice.
With a shake of her head, Maggie set the paper down and massaged her temples. She had hoped something like this wouldn't happen, especially while her daughter was still living in Springwood.
"Kit, Go to school." She said, giving the teenager a look that meant "do not ask questions and do as you are told".
With a single nod, Kit grabbed her things and headed out to her car. Maggie watched the car drive away before picking up the phone and dialing a number.
"Hello, I'm calling for Dr. Gordon... Yes, I'll hold." She said, drumming her nails and rereading the news story for the millionth time in the past twenty minutes.
"Hello, Dr. Gordon." Said a tired voice on the other end.
"Neil, It's Maggie. We have a problem." Maggie said.
There was a long pause.
"What problem, Maggie?" Neil asked skeptically.
Maggie took a deep breath before answering.
"Kruegers back." Was all she said, her dark brown eyes focusing on the headline 'HONOR STUDENT DIES IN HER SLEEP'.