A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET (Encounters of the Bloody Kind)

I do not own Freddy Kruegar in anyway shape or form nor do I own the series

The ship rumbled silently in the vastness of space. It was the year 3010 and the crew of the Nightmare ran around doing their duties of running the ship; luckily the ship was mostly self running so it didn't take much man-power to keep it in shape. Commander Riccards paced around the dining area where his crew Sammy Vallens, Cooper Mills, Sarah Willson, Tommy Johnson Garry Wallace, and Dana Smith all sat around watching him. "I found this journal today in one of the old time capsules we picked up on Earth last year." Riccards passed it around to his crew. Some of them giggled while others gasped. "Who is this Freddy Kruegar guy?" Tommy the crew's joker had asked. Dana interviened; "He was a child murderer a loooooooong time ago...killed a shitload of kids on Earth, he was freed on a technacality...not enough evidence to support the charges brought against him..so they had to let him go...but a whole bunch of parents of the dead kids sought revenge and burned him alive as he sat in his own house...thier own brand of justice." Dana had said. Tommy just stared. Then he grinned. "But its just a legend now...I mean him coming back from the dead to get revenge...Why didn't he get us...I mean we all are the 'decendants of those Elm Street kids' why not kill us off now"
Tommy laughed. Garry, the logical one just shook his head. "Even if it WERE possible that he came back I don't think he would waste his time to get revenge on us..." he muttered. Sarah just sat nervously...she had wanted to tell her friends about the dreams she had been having.
dreams of blood, and gore...and a man with a dirty red and green sweater, brown hat, burned face and razors on one of his hands.

Riccards ended the conversation as soon as it began...if he allowed it to proceed then it would get out of hand. What he DIDN'T tell the crew was that what they were participating in was an experiment...he had followed the legend of Freddy real close and he basically knew everything about him. If by some small chance he was able to prove the legend true than maybe he could "fix it". He lay in his bed in his quarters and drifted off to sleep. Just down the hallway Sarah had also fallen asleep and began to dream...

Sarah walked in the old, dusty, house alone..."Keep calm Sarah...its just a dream" Sarah had told herself. If she kept thinking that then maybe nothing bad would happen. As she rounded the corner she found a rotting pig on the table...maggots swarmed in and out of its mouth, eyes, and nostrils... then it began to squeal in agony as its stomach burst open spraying the walls with dark blood and rotting entrails... Sarah fought back a scream...If she screamed now then He would be in control...the pig rasied its head and looked at her with its eyeless face. "Hello Sarah...nice of you to join us." It had said. Sarah could no longer help herself..she screamed and ran. She ran into a vacant room and locked the door.
Sensing something behind her she turned around and came face to face with Freddy. He grinned his evil grin and waved at her. "Its just a dream" Sarah told herself. Freddy laughed. He loved it when his victims told themselves that. They always felt safe if they thought a dream could never hurt them...how he loved proving them wrong..."Hey Sarah...it may be a dream but its my rules kidd-o" Freddy laughed. He raised his gloved hand and brought it down for the kill just as Sarah fled. The knives cut into her back. "Ahhhhhh shit!" Sarah screamed. She continued to run...running straight into a large fan that somehow had "installed itself" onto the wall. It had no guard. She plowed right into it, the blades cutting into her soft flesh spraying the walls and anything near it with blood, intestine, and sinew. Sara's high pitched brief scream awoke Tommy who went to see what was wrong.

He saw what remained of Sarah and his yell would have awoken the dead had it been possible. As the crew pondered on what had happened Garry was wondering why Sarah would commit such a foolish act like suicide. "It wasn't suicide..." Tommy whimpered...all joking aside. "The guard's still there." He added. Dana just shook his head. "It was...I mean Sarah had ALOT of problems but I didn't think..." Tommy cut him off.
"IF IT WAS SUICIDE THEN HOW THE FUCK DID SHE GET THE GUARD OFF WITH NO ONE NOTICING HUH! THE GUARD ALONE WAYS FUCKIN'150 POUNDS! HOW THE FUCK CAN SHE MOVE IT ALONE DUMBASS!" Tommy yelled. Dana was taken aback. He knew Tommy had this thing for Sarah even though he never mentioned it. Needless to say no one got anymore sleep the remainder of the night. Tommy went back to his bunker and sat on his bed. What if this Freddy guy was the real deal and he had come back from the dead to take his vegence. He had heared of ghosts following loved ones around to make sure they were safe...even of ghosts following their killers around to get vengence...but they were usually seeking vegence that involved legal involvement from the authorities. He began to think that if this Freddy was the real deal then maybe he wasn't a ghost but something else entirely...changed by his sick demented mind into something of pure evil with a taste for blood.

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