I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! This took me forever and I have a million excuses for it but it doesn't change the fact that it took me over six months to update. I hope this is at least a little worth the wait.

Shivers of excitement and anxiousness ran through Urban. Freddy looked very serious now. He gestured her to get closer. She stood up and approached slowly. Freddy backed away as Urban proceeded until she was in the middle of the room. He lifted his hand and she stopped.

Urban froze on spot, and Freddy began circling around her, as if stalking. He examined the woman and noticed the wounds in her arms made by the barbed wire. Freddy grabbed her left arm with a firm grip and reopened the cuts. He shifted to her other side and did the same to her right arm.

Urban didn't even flinch when Freddy cut her. She just stared at the blades as they caused blood to erupt from the wounds that had just begun to heal.

Freddy noticed Urban's mesmerized expression. He brought a bloody blade up before her eyes and she followed it intensely.

He grinned and wiped the blood on Urban's lips. She licked them clean, and Freddy laughed.

"You have some screw loose up there."

Urban gave an awry smile.

"This might prove to be much more entertaining than I thought", he said, still grinning. "Shall we?"

"Whenever you're ready, Freddy."

"Follow me then."

Like a gentleman he really wasn't, he opened the bedroom door and waved his hand to signal Urban to go first. She couldn't help doubting the man's polite gesture, but with little hesitance walked through the door into total darkness.

Urban felt about around her and noticed being in a corridor. Everywhere on the floor was something hard that crumbled under her feet with a sickening sound. She knelt down to find out what it was.

Hmh, should've known. Bones.

She stood up and continued walking, sliding her left hand on the wall. Urban didn't hear footsteps behind her so she turned around trying to locate Freddy.

As she turned, she immediately bumped into something. Freddy grabbed her by the wrists and pushed her against the wall.

A surprised yelp escaped her, caused by the sudden closeness of Krueger. Urban felt her pulse quickening and she tried to calm herself down before Freddy would notice anything.

"Ah, there you are… How come I didn't hear you if you were right behind me?"

"Perhaps I'm a ninja", he stated. "Shall we proceed?"

"I'm afraid you'll need to let go first"; she replied.

"Afraid, huh?"

"Wouldn't want to hurt you're delicate feelings by telling you too harshly to let go."

"How nice of you. And I thought you were a bit bitchy."

"Thanks…" Urban muttered.

Freddy leaned close enough to whisper in her ear.

"Let's go then. And as you said, I'm right behind you."

"What a relief", Urban whispered back as Freddy let go.

The walk through the corridor lasted about ten minutes. Even though Urban was leaning on the wall, she kept almost tripping on the floor bones on every third step. She was embarrassed by her clumsiness because after the earlier close contact she had been able to sense Freddy behind her back. She was sure she had even felt his breath on her neck a couple of times. But at last there was a gleam of light up ahead. Urban sighed in relief when she began seeing again.

At the end of the corridor was an old steel door. Urban pushed it open slowly as it creaked in protest. The door revealed a big room that looked like a cellar. One wall was made of some sort of steel net with a metal bar door, which separated the room from a dimly lit hallway. Old, darkened and broken windows right below the ceiling provided just enough light that Urban was able to notice something on the floor. Next to a wooden pillar were knives, shurikens, arrows… And a dark blemish, like from an explosion or something.

Weird.

On the edges of the room there were all sorts of junk; old newspapers, tables, crates, almost anything one could imagine.

"Where are we?" Urban asked.

"This used to be a shelter for troubled brats. Until I came to a visit", Freddy chuckled.

"What about… this?" she asked pointing to the weaponry and alleged explosion mark.

"Hmrph. My bitch-of-a-daughter stabbed me with all those and more, and then blew me up", Freddy said, clearly vexed.

"Oh. Why are we here?" Urban asked, hoping he would stay in a relatively good mood.

"She had a girl assisting her. Tracy. That slut knows how to control her dreams too well. When I put myself together and went to look for her, she noticed my presence too early and created some fucking sanctuary. I can't get in and she won't come out as long as she's asleep."

"So you want me to take care of her?"

Urban managed just barely to finish her question when Freddy grabbed her by the throat.

"All you do with her is luring her OUT! So I can finish that little shit."

Urban tried to stay clam but Freddy squeezed so hard she finally had to take a hold of his hand.

Freddy grinned and pushed her on the floor. She landed on her back gasping and coughing but got up right away, tough she felt lightheaded.

"That wasn't necessary", she croaked.

"Was or not, I felt like doing so, and now I feel better. So quit your whining."

Urban rubbed her neck disgruntled but didn't say anything.

"She's up there. You'll need to get her down here or out of the building. You think you can manage that?"

"Yes."

"So why are you still standing there?"

Urban just nodded and left.

Freddy sighed. "It's so hard to find a good assistant these days. Especially one I don't feel like killing right away."

Urban walked around trying to come up with a plan. She couldn't just ask Tracy to come outside or down to the cellar. 'Hey, I've got something to show you.' Hah!

But perhaps if she… Yee-es, that could work. She would just need to find something sharp.

Every single window seemed to be broken so that went easily.

"These clothes are already torn so…" Urban mumbled and began cutting herself until she looked like she'd been used as Freddy's knife sharpener.

Moaning quietly she messed up her hair and breathed calmly for a while to ease the pain even a little.

Then she took of running through the building, screaming for help.

So there it was. Please, review. It'll make me update faster. And this time I promise to be faster. One month tops. :)