(Sorry this is so short and not very detailed...The next chapter will be better...I swear!)
"Freddy?"
Her voice was timid as she took in the sight of the boiler room; She was dreaming.
It took on a new air of eerieness in the red lighting.
Would things be okay when she saw him?
Heather heard Freddy's voice from everywhere, she had yet to lay eyes on him.
She began to shake uncontrollably.
"What do you want?!" Freddy demanded curtly.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go to my parents to have Dinner? Hannibal and Georgiana are going...and since I'm...you know, expecting again...and your the Daddy..."
His voice was calm again, loving.
"Of course princess...when is it?"
Heather sighed.
"Tommorrow even-"
"Do you think I should go?! You can't even do the simplest tasks..."
Freddy trailed off.
"Wait, Why the hell not? Yes, I'll go...don't expect me to be nice to anyone though..."
Heather exhaled slowly, suddenly going pale.
"How will I get out of Crystal Lake?"
Freddy was now standing in front of her.
How she didn't know, but it didn't matter.
He was here.
Freddy's expression was thoughtful.
"If you can pull me out of dreams, maybe it can work in reverse."
"You mean, you pulling me into reality?" Heather asked, still not sure she got the concept.
Freddy nodded in the affirmative.
Heather sighed reluctantly, "Why not at least give it a try?"