Chapter 2

By the time Lunch period came around, a sleepless night had taken it's toll on Tim Roberts. He was sat at the lunch table talking to Nathan, anything to stave off the sleep that was surely bearing down on him. One minute Nathan was there, the next minute, he was gone. Tim turned around and saw him approaching Will's younger sister, Nancy. 'Oh great' he thought to himself. 'I dunno why he's wasting time with that stuck up bitch?'

'Oh hey Nance' Started Nathan, earning him a cold hard stare from the girl. 'And what the fuck do you want?' she angrily retorted. 'Don't think I've forgotten that little incident last night, you asshole'
'Look, about that...' he began, before Nancy cut him off. 'I don't care how liquored up you were, you don't lay your hands on me like that. That's one step away from being a rapist in my book...' She was really on a roll now, and despite his protests she carried on going, holding her hand up occasionally as if to silence him 'You ever try anything like that again, I will rip off your balls and fucking feed them to you. Do you understand?' Nathan appeared to be 5 years old, he just stared hard at his shoes and mumbled an apology, just before she sloped off.
Tim was, as ever, on hand to console his friend. 'Hey don't worry about that, bud. There's other girls' Nathan walked away from the table. Tim placed his head on the table. Thinking about how best to proceed. When suddenly, Nathan sat back down again, causing Tim to sit back up. Nathan turned to him and said 'I've seen how you look at me. I know just how you feel about me.' Tim shifted uneasily in his seat. How? How could he possibly know? Tim opened his mouth, as if to protest, when Nathan simply stated 'It's ok, I feel the same way about you'
Tim leaned in for a kiss from his long time friend when Nathan sat back sharply 'You fucking faggot' He uttered venomously before shouting to the rest of the caffeteria 'Hey, this fuckin fairy just tried to kiss me' Tim didn't know where to look. He felt defeated. Nathan spoke again 'You want a hug?' He asked, reaching his arms wide. On one hand he had a glove. A glove tipped with razor sharp knives on each finger. Tim knew the man that glove belonged to. Had seen him countless times in his dreams. Nathan swiped at Tim with the glove, Tim dove out of the way. When he arose The man in the striped Green and Red sweater stood before him. He made his way across the dining hall, Freddy in hot pursuit, cackling manaically as he stalked him. Freddy grabbed Tim and brought him level to his face. 'I need you to tell them about me, kid. Tell them all about me' Tim was sobbing now 'Please... don't hurt me' This earned another cackle from Freddy. 'There's more than one way to skin a cat, kid' Freddy snarled. Tim snapped awake, petrified. What the hell was happening to him?