The pitter patter of bare feet echoed across the strange place as she ran. What if she was having a nightmare again? No, this couldnt be fake. This is real, she thought. She made her way over strange ramps and couldn't help but feel she was being watched...by him
Screeeeeeeeeech
She spun around quickly. Nothing.
"Chelsie..."
Her name was echoed by a male voice.
She peaked around a corner and nothing but more boilers and smoke.
Freddy liked to play with her fear. He had haunted her nightmares before. She was different from all his victims, he guessed it was because she was so innocent, he hadn't really seen anyone like her before. He had spent a lot of time thinking of different ways he could kill her. He thought of slitting her throat, or burning her to death, but the simple fact was, he hadn't decided.
Suddenly she felt sharp claws rip at her hair from behind her. She spun around again and screamed and came face to face with him. His badly burned face had a slight smirk.
"What's the matter angel...? Are you afraid of the dark?" He grabbed her waist wirh his ungloved hand and pulled her cloe to him. She stood frozen in his grip, unable to take their eyes off the other one's. Leaning a bit closer he whispered, "Do I make you uncomfortable...?" As he said this he let his claws trace over face ever so lightly, making her cringe.
"What is it? Afraid I'll cut your beautiful face?" he whispered.
Their bodies were close and Chelsie had been in such a state of shock that she hadn't realized the feeling. He was warm, and he was holding her close to him. She almost felt...lust for him.
"I'm not afraid of you..." she said to him. She still was terrified of him, because he had complete control of her.
"Do whatever you want to me...it's just a dream anyway..." she said coldly.
A sharp claw lifted her chin up and she was staring into the cold eyes of Krueger, who had an evil smirk on his face.
"Anything..." he echoed. But not questioningly.
He let his hands roam down her back slowly until he found her hands and he lifted them around his neck, all the while keeping a grip on her. Her breathing started to get a little shaky, by he quckly put a knife to her lips to hush her.
She was terrified. She knew he was going to kill her. She know that she might not wake up. She began trembling.
"Just relaaaax, angel...it's okaaay..." he whispered to her evilly.
"Please just kill, me...just, just... kill me ok?" she spilled out.
"Now why would to do that...I wouldn't have anyone to play with anymore..."
He gripped her shoulders and kissed her. For 3 seconds Chelsie was in a dream, a good dream...
rrrriiiiiiiinnnggggg
She shot awake.
"That damn alarmed clock, what time is it?" I feel like I have a funny dream, but I can't quite remember it..."