Ch. 25
I (sort of like I was in a drugged state) turned my head around to see, my head swarming with nausea.
I didn't like what I saw, and clicked my tongue in irritation.
And out stepped from the shadows the 2010 version of Freddy Krueger.
I grimaced, and only half-heartedly tried to back up, I was so weak with nausea.
He chuckled again, and motioned with his head.
I flew through the air again and rammed into a pipe, the hardest hit yet.
Suddenly, the flinging stopped, and it seemed as if I was frozen.
Huh?, I thought. I want some aspirin.
I was frozen in that spot, but could still move. I twisted my head to see.
It appeared the old Freddy was using the same power the new one was to control me, but to have the opposite effect: he wanted to, at the moment, protect me, while the new one came only to kill.
"Freddy!", I called.
They knew which one I was calling to.
"Yes.", the old one growled, clenching his teeth, glaring at me, determined not to let the old one fling me around.
"Look into his mind! Look at what he did to the kids!"
The old Freddy lowered his head and closed his eyes, to concentrate on the other Freddy's memories better.
But by doing that, he'd let the new one have control over me again, and I was flung over and over again into the wall, like this was a twisted game of tennis or ping-pong.
After a few seconds of that, through the wind whistling in my ears, I heard the old Freddy hiss at the new one and softly growl, "You sick bastard."
"Takes one to know one.", the new one replied, right before I crashed into another set of pipes.
The old Freddy got his bearings again and set his sights on me, using his powers again to bring me to a standstill once more.
By this time, I was very bloody, and the pain was bad. I didn't know whether to cry or not, so I went into a nervous breakdown.
I started to cry and emit this strange moan of a sound at the same time. I couldn't handle getting flung into the pipes anymore.