FET was lying in her bed, looking up at the ceiling. Man it felt great to be falling asleep here instead of that creepy Elm Street house.

Doctor Malof had search her bloodstream for any infection and found no trace of Krueger's blood. FET could no longer create blades from her fingertips, which was a relief as well as a let down; because she had to admit they were cool.

She had asked the good doctor what was the strange light that had saved her. He told FET that it was a defense mechanism set to go off when something completely dark was about to destroy her soul. Light cancels out Darkness. FET didn't know about it, and the old Ghost Cat wasn't surprised. She had not bothered to hear all she could do.

FET's parents visited her shortly after they received word she had arrived back, telling her how worried they were and that she shouldn't go to another world for about a year. They then left for the human ghetto in Seneca.

Her sister was too far away to come for a visit. She did live in Talidia, which was very far. FET sent her a postcard with details of her little odyssey.

As for her friends and the other residents of Adumreb Island, they through FET the biggest 'welcome home' party FET had ever seen, so far. She told her story valiantly, her faithful scholar Plink, the linking book bug, wrote down every word and cataloged it.

Now with the party over and done with, FET was able to get some sleep.


At about 15 ó clock Midnight, FET began to toss and turn. She saw images that were strange and almost familiar to her.

A lake, shining like a crystal in the moonlight, and screams of teens along the shores of the other side.

FET turned over on her back, still in deep slumber.

Suddenly, the ceiling over FET's bed rippled strangely as if it were made of water.

It then stretched out, revealing the form of a man. Freddy Krueger. The hat and claws gave him away in the gloom.

Ridding himself from the ceiling, he gazed down at the sleeping FET, a most wicked smile upon his face. She seemed so at ease, so convinced that it was all over.

He walked down the wall, avoiding the pictures nailed and tacked on it. It appeared FET was an artist, just as his little Nancy was.

From his perspective, FET looked like she was pressed up against a wall, powerless to stop him.

Freddy came close enough so he could rest his arms against the bed on either side of FET's head. Her face was so close to his own.

His mind was filled and almost over flowing with dark fantasies. FET seemed to have replaced his little Nancy. He couldn't help just imagining doing to FET what he did to her.

But no, he wasn't strong enough now; he was growing weaker by the second as FET's fear of him was wearing off. He would never be able to see he for a long time but not never, he hoped.

Being ever so gentle, he ran his nose down her cheek, reaching her neck. He slipped his hands down to her shoulders.

Feeling a little adventurous, he ran his tongue along her windpipe, causing FET to flinch in her sleep. She tasted so sweet, almost as good as Nancy… no, even better. Freddy let out a throaty growl of satisfaction. He now wished to see his little FET again real soon.

He ran his tongue up her neck to her ear, taking in every scent, every flavor, to remember her by. FET whimpered slightly, still not waking to face Freddy. That only seemed to entice him more.

"It's not over, my little FET," he purred into FET's ear, "It'll never be over."

"Just remember," Freddy leaned close and kissed FET's cheek, "I'm your boyfriend now."

Freddy let out a cackle of laughter.

FET woke with a start.

The side of her face and neck were wet with sweat. She was also shaking uncontrollable, but she didn't know why. It was as if her body was afraid of something her mind didn't know about. She must have had a nightmare.

But she couldn't remember what it was.

END