"What's your name?" I asked a little bit uncomfortable now that I knew we had something in common.

"Cooper," he answered, "What's yours?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"I just told you mine!" I smirked. He looked like he was about to throw a fit.

"My name's Sere…" I thought for a moment, I didn't want to tell him my real name. "Anne."

"Well hello Anne." We stared at each other again.

"How did you find this place? & why are you here?" I questioned.

He looked up like he was examining where he was. "Well, I found it after I ran away. I just kind of stumbled upon it."

"Why did you run away?"

"Because my dad beats me." He lifted up his shirt and pointed out the blue and purple bruises.

"At least you have a dad."

"What happened to yours?"

"He's in jail for molesting me." He looked at me strangely.

"I don't remember."

"Okay, that's a relief." His looked faded away, being replaced by a big toothy grin. "You wanna see something cool?"

"Sure, as long as you keep your pants on." We laughed and then he walked out of the room and I fallowed. He walked down the stairs, past a boiler, and up to a tangle of chains that looked quite intimidating and were hanging on the wall.

Then he took ahold of one of them and turned to me to make sure I was behind him.

"Watch this!" He turned back around and yanked on it really hard. A loud groan came from inside the wall. I took a step out of astonishment and watched as the wall sunk backwards bringing the chains clattering with it. Then it slid behind the intact wall next to it and disappeared.

My mouth opened in awe and I stared at the hallway that it led to. The walls, ceiling, and floor were cement and damp. Pipes ran along them and one of them spat out steam with a loud HISSSS. The hall split at the end and went off into two separate directions. Now this was the exact same boiler room hallway from the movies.

He turned back to me with his beaming smile and said, "Awesome huh?"

I was speechless.

"Just wait, it gets better!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. I was still in shock about the whole thing. He pulled me to the left after we had reached the end and there was a giant metal door at the end with a big, chrome handle. It was bolted to the wall and didn't look out of place in the least bit compared to the whole place's dark tone.

He let go of my wrist and said, "Go open it."

"Why?" I asked kind of scared that he wanted me to do it.

"It's proof that they shot all the A.N.O.E.S. movies in here." I reluctantly made my way towards it and put both of my hands on the giant handle. I pulled and it opened silently. The room inside was completely black.

"Go on, I'm right behind you," Cooper said. I turned back to him, and sure enough, he was exactly right behind me.

I opened it up all the way and took a step into the blackness. There was a little bit of light that came from the hallway, but it wasn't enough to see all the way inside.

I just kept on walking until my foot hit something uneven. I reached down and felt its rough, round surface. Then there was a click and red light poured out from somewhere above me. The thing I was touching was a human skull!

I jumped back and let out a squeak, eyes fixed on what I had just touched. Then I realized, it was part of something bigger. I looked up and saw the thing I had stared at for almost six years now before I had gone to sleep, Freddy's throne of bones and skulls!

I walked up to it in a daze, not sure if it was real. I brang my arm up and touched the seat. It was course and bumpy. I turned around and saw Cooper once again right behind me and before I could say anything, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved me down so I was sitting in the thrown.

"Cool or what?" I felt a smile spread across my face. I was sitting in the exact same spot that Robert Englund had when he was Freddy!

"Definitely cool!"

He raised his index finger and said, "& just when you thought it couldn't get any awesomer…" He walked around, behind the seat, and then emerged on the other side holding a mangled, red tricycle.

"They left the tricycle?" I exclaimed.

"Yep! & they also left…" He disappeared again and then came back holding a nightlight, shaped like Freddy's head!

"That's from um… um… the series! Freddy's Nightmares!"

"Ya! & guess what? That's not all! They left a whole bunch of other stuff all over this place! This isn't an abandoned electrical plant; it's a fricken movie set and a prop warehouse!"

Both of our eyes lit up.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked.

"It depends, are you thinking that we should make our own Freddy movie, then yes."

"Well that's what I was thinking."

"In that case, yes."

"Okay let's do this!"

He showed me all of the props that were scattered throughout the building. There was the 'face pizza', Nancy's father's police badge, the bag that they stuffed Freddy's bones in, Greta's voodoo doll, the Freddyized baby carriage, the epic tongue phone, Alice's wedding dress, and a lot more! It was amazing how much stuff they left lying around in here. The thing that surprised me the most was a complete Freddy outfit, including his makeup. It was in Robert's dressing room that they had hidden under the staircase.

When Cooper first showed me, my instincts told me to back away from them slowly, but instead, I put it on. The pants and the shoes were way too big so I didn't keep them on, but the sweater, hat, glove fit quite nicely. After I had gotten into it, Cooper sat me down and put the make up on me.

He wouldn't let me look at the mirror while he was doing it and I was really anxious the whole time. After what had seemed like hours, he let me get up and examine myself in the mirror.

At first, I couldn't believe that it was me. But after my reflection mimicked everything I did for a minute, I was convinced. It was really strange looking at myself that way. Covered in scars and distorted like that. I knew it wasn't how I really looked, but yet it was in a way.

After I was done staring at myself in the mirror, I decided to freak Cooper out.

I had always had the weird ability to make my voice deep and make it sound like Freddy's. I always used to freak Sam out every time I would see her by talking that way and saying quotes from the movies. I also had his really long tongue which helped make myself more disturbing. But she was always taller than me, so I wasn't as intimidating as I had liked, but Cooper was about an inch shorter than me, so it was going to work perfectly.

I turned to him and smiled the idiotic smirk that was always on Freddy's face when he was about to kill someone then said in his voice, "Hey Cooper, ever wonder what it would be like to watch yourself die?"

His eyes went wide with fear and he began to back up, only to hit an empty coatrack and fall down with it clattering and still staring at me. I chuckled as evilly as I could and added, "Because there's a mirror and we're both here!"

I knelt down so my face was right in front of his. "You're an ungrateful little piggy, I bet you taste nice!"

I struck out my tongue so it was right in front of his mouth and flicked it around before slipping it back. I had to try really hard not to laugh at his terrified expression.

"A-are you going to k-kill me?" He stuttered.

I stood back up, snickered, and then held out my hand that had Freddy's glove on it and replied, "I can't, they don't sharpen these," in my regular voice and clicking two of the blades together.

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me confused.

"Take it or leave it man!" He reluctantly grabbed my gloved hand and I helped him back onto his feet.

"God, you had me scared for a minute!" He said honestly, "and what's up with your' tongue!"

I folded it into a three leaf clover and opened my mouth. He stared at me amazed and I flipped it back to normal and answered, "I have a very talented tongue."

I opened my mouth again and then flipped it upside down and then folded it back before twisting it the other way and making it shaped like a taco.

"Wow, you are amazing!"

"Thank you, now are we going to make this movie or what?" He shook his head.

"We can't!"

"Why not?"

"We don't have a camera!"

"Then we can pretend to have a camera, let's go!" I grabbed his arm with my left, and ungloved, hand and dragged him all the way back to the 'throne room' as we named it, where we had stashed all of the props.

"Now what are we going to use?" I wondered out loud scanning the pile we made. Then I had an idea.

I told Cooper what to do and then got into my place on the throne. He laid down on the floor and pretended to be dead as I scratched my head like I was thinking of something to do. Then he got up and yelled at me for killing him. Then I yelled back and we got into a giant argument.

I didn't know how long we played out the scene, but by the time we were done, we were both exhausted. I took off my makeup, the glove, and hat, but I didn't bother to take the sweater off. We walked up to the empty room where I had first found him and we laid on the floor and stared up at the ceiling in dead quiet.

Cooper fell asleep after about two minutes, but I couldn't go to sleep. Even though my eyes were closed, my mind was busy sorting out thoughts. Then my stomach flipped as I realized that my family didn't know where I was! They probably thought that I had run away, like Cooper. I bet they weren't even upset that I was gone. They were probably sitting at the dinner table right now eating in silence, enjoying that my chair was empty.

Then my stomach started growling, I was starving! I would have to wait until I woke up to eat. I turned over onto my side and reached out to make sure Cooper was still there. He was, or at least, I thought he was.