Victor was just getting home from the 'party of the year.'It was about 12:00 AM. He hopped on to his bed. "If mom finds out I spent the whole night at a party she'll kill me. But it was worth it,"Victor said with a smirk planted firmly on his face.
"Oh it was?" He heard his mother say from the other side of his bedroom door. "Mom,I-I-" "You-you what!" She yelled at him,Victor's view still blocked by the door. "Can explain!" Victor uttered. "I'm not going to listen to your , andyour wrong. Your mom's not going to kill you." The door swung open to revile a was wearing a brown fedora hat, a red and green sweater, and a pair of brown work pants. His skin was burned and scary looking, but what terrified him the most was that he had a glove with knifes on four of his fingers, "I am!" The man had an evil grin on his chard face. Victor was about to run but he grabbed Victor and held him still. "Who are you? Why are you doing this?" asked, the panic in his voice clear. "1 I'm Freddy and 2 it's fun." Then Freddy slit Victor's laughed as he left Victor's dream to find some more 'pigs' to play with.