Here's the first story in my series! P.S., The first story I posted is the third in the series and takes place between half a year and a full year after this one. Enjoy!


Prologue:

The Punishing of Freddy


"One, two, Freddy's coming for you."

The man was running for his life through the woods on a cold, winter night. He's been running for what seemed like an hour now, his unzipped coat flapping behind him as he ran. He didn't dare look back, for fear of what he'd see.

"Three, four, better lock your door."

The man burst out of the woods, heading for the hotel. Not wanting to wait for the elevator, he dashed up the stairs all the way to the fourth floor. He grabbed his keycard and swiped it through a lock, unlocking the door to his room, allowing him to enter. He grabbed three things off the top of his dresser: A teddy bear, a rose, and a match. The fourth object was in the church.

"Five, six, grab your crucifix."

The man heard a horrible scratching sound of metal on wood from the hall. Thinking quickly, he locked the door to slow down his pursuer before opening the window and heading down the fire escape. Thankfully, the church was right behind the hotel. He dashed into the back door, went down the hall and into the main room. He spotted what he was looking for: a small ice sculpture in the shape of a holy cross, placed on a central table as decoration for the coming holidays.

"Seven, eight, gonna stay up late."

Quickly he grabbed the sculpture and ran out the door, heading back into the woods again. The snow crunched under his feet as he ran. He took out his compass and checked it. He was going in the right direction. Up ahead he could see the shack. He turned in the direction the door was facing, and soon he saw the circle of gunpowder on the ground. He placed the ice cross in the center, with the teddy bear and rose on either side of it, on top of the gunpowder. He lit the match and used it to light the gunpowder. The spark travelled first to the rose, then the bear, and both burst into flames. He had done it. He just needed one more thing.

A body.

"Nine, ten never sleep again."

Suddenly, a razor sharp knife punched through this throat, pushing through his spine and out the other side. Blood dropped down and painted the white snow a dark crimson. He looked up to get a look at his killer.

A horribly burned and scarred face stared back at him, grinning. He wore a tattered fedora on top his ugly head, and knife in his throat was one of four attached to a glove on the killer's right hand.

"Freddy Krueger." The man managed to gurgle before slumping down to the ground.

Freddy leaned back and laughed, the horrible, demonic sound echoing through the cold night air and filling it with menace. He turned and inspected the the burning teddy bear and rose. He cocked his head to the side, looking at the ice cross in between the two flaming objects. He stepped over to inspect it further.

Men in dark robes stepped out of the trees and into the clearing, surrounding Freddy on all sides. He looked around, ready to leap at them and cut them down.

"Welcome to your nightmare, Freddy Krueger." the men said, casting their arms into the air.

For Freddy, that's when everything went black.


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