~I don't own Freddy Krueger, just me and my friends~

It was a nice, sunny, but yet a breezy day. It was now 11:45, in other words, it was lunchtime. Today's lunch was a simple chicken wrap with some rice on the side, it wasn't the best but everyone was starving. At the corner of the cafeteria, there were six people sitting at a round table: Ashlyn, Jessika, Trevor, James, Kaitlin, and Debra. One seat was saved for another friend. They we're have a conversation when they noticed Rebecca walking over to them. As Rebecca was walking over to her friends, she tried her hardest to keep a straight face on so her friends won't see her in pain. She pulled out the blue chair and sat down.

"Hey guys", Rebecca said with a weary smile on her face.

"Hey Becca", replied her friends.

Rebecca noticed something really wrong. Her friends weren't that happy and all that talkative today; they seem...upset and depressed. Rebecca was very concerned.

"What's wrong?" Rebecca questioned.

Ashlyn, who had straight, medium-length, light auburn hair and green eyes, looked up at Rebecca with a sad expression.

"Something bad happened to Kenny", she sadly replied.

Rebecca's eyes widen in horror; why would Kenny be hurt?

"What?!" she blurted out.

She looked up at her friends with a horrified expression until Kaitlin, who had straight, long blond hair and brown eyes, caught her attention. She had a sad look in her eyes.

"He's in the Springwood Gazette", she blandly blurted out.

"Yeah, check it out", Debra added on; she has short, curly, dark brown hair and green eyes.

Across the round table, Trevor, who had short, dark brownish hair and had a pair a glasses beneath his brown eyes, slid the Springwood Gazette over to Rebecca. Rebecca slowly grabbed the newspaper and picked it up, she then looked up at Trevor.

"It's on the front page", replied Trevor.

Rebecca made a curt nod in his direction. She slowly grabbed the newspaper and begin reading the front page.

Dreams That Kill: By Jane Doe

A teenage boy named Kenny Fisher, aged 14, died last night in his sleep. The body was found in his room with many wounds and terrible third degree burns all over his body. Kenny Fisher's family is having a viewing tomorrow night 4-6 pm. (More info on page 2)

After reading the article, Rebecca slowly dropped the newspaper on the table. Her dark green eyes widen because of the horrible news of Kenny's death.

"Oh my god", she whispered.

James, who had thick, blackish-brown hair and dark brown eyes, spoked up.

"Hey, he's my god too!" he curtly commented to Rebecca.

"Okay, gosh!" Rebecca replied with annoyance.

James made a faint smile and nod at her. Rebecca just simply rolled her eyes and focuses on the topic.

"Is there anything else that I need to know about?" she questioned.

Jessika, who has thick, wavy blond hair and brown eyes, caught her attention for raising her finger into the air before she spoke.

"Yeah...one more thing", said Jessika.

Rebecca raised her right eyebrow at her.

"And that is", replied Rebecca with stress in her voice.

"Just check out the next page", said Jessika.

When Jessika was finish speaking, Rebecca picked up the paper and turn to page two and begin reading it.

Dreams That Kill (cont.): By Jane Doe

Also, on the night of Kenny Fisher's death, 14-year-old Alyssa Johnson was a witness to this event. She claimed that an invisible force brutally murdered him, but some disagree. Most residences said that she was the one that murdered Kenny at his house. She was pronounce insane by doctor. She is now at Weston Hills for further treatment.

Rebecca couldn't believe what she read. Last night she was attacked by her fucked up dream and now...Kenny's dead and Alyssa is in Weston Hills.

"Oh, dude", Rebecca whisper to herself.

She slowly folded the newspaper and lay it down in front of her. Shaken her head in complete denial and muttering words not audible for her friends to hear.

"Can this get any worst?!" Rebecca spoke loud and clearly.

"What do you mean?" Ashlyn questioned Rebecca.

Rebecca was silent for a moment, all lost in deep thought about that damn dream; she cleared her throat before speaking again.

"I had a terrible nightmare last night", Rebecca sighed aloud.

"About what?" Debra questioned.

She made a quick glance at her friends; all of them were concerned about her. She breathed in heavily and brushing a lock of her dark brown, wavy hair back behind her.

"There was this...guy. He was horribly burned, wears a red and green sweater, and a brown fedora hat. But that's not it, he also has a glove with knives on it."

"Was that all?" James questioned with concern in his voice.

"That's not the worst part. When I woke up, I felt sharp pain coming from my back. I went to the bathroom and saw four, deep claw marks on my back! See for yourself!"

She turned around and lifted up her shirt to show the proof to them. The claw marks was carefully wrapped up in bandages, the claw marks was shown through a little. Everyone was shocked and were in complete denial. But most reaction she got out of everyone was James. He squeeze his eyes shut as hard as he can and covered his eyes up with arms.

"Oh gosh! Put your shirt down! Barf!" James screamed out.

"Alright! Jeez!" she screamed back through her gritted teeth.

Rebecca immediately put her shirt down and turned around; she eyed her friends, their faces are purely shocked.

"Now do you believe me?" she saids to her friends.

The table was silent at the moment, not knowing what to say at all until Trevor spoked out.

"I believe you", Trevor said to Rebecca, who was shocked for actually believing her.

"You do?" she questions back.

"Yeah...he was in my dream last night too. It was really horrifying. I saw everyone I have cared for die or left me, I was all alone. I woke up before he even got a chance to kill me. James and Ashlyn both had dreams about him too."

Rebecca looked up at Ashlyn and James, she can't believe this is happening. She pointed at both of them and raised her eyebrow.

"You too?" she questions in disbelief.

Both James and Ashlyn nod their heads at her. Rebecca was now, oh so, curious about their dreams. She looked at them both, listening to their stories being told.

AN: I decided to put Ashlyn's and James's dream experience into separate chapters; so this chapter won't be as long. Plus, I'm gonna call some of my friends, including me, by their nicknames; so it would be a little less work. I'm sorry about my errors in here too, but I'm not gonna to do anything about it, so HA! :P Again thank you so much for reading this story so far, I'm means a lot ;)