Chapter 7

In the Blazes of Hell

            One minute has passed and no movement.  Two minutes have passed and the driver car door opened and Alicia stumbled out.  She had to run. Run far away from him.  She saw a gas station just down the street and knew that she'll find help there.  She limped down, but not to her knowledge, the back passenger car door opened and Jack/Freddy stepped out.  His body and face had bloody cuts, but to Freddy, he didn't care.  He saw Alicia limping towards the gas station and followed her.

            "You're gonna pay bitch!" Freddy shouted.

            She heard his cry and ran faster, but her leg was in pain and wanted to stop.  But she couldn't, she had find help and fast.

            "Help!" She cried, "Somebody please help!"

            The Gas attendant looked up from reading his newspaper and saw the girl from his office and wondered what was going on.  He was well built, probably the mechanic on duty.  He placed his paper down and got up to see what was the problem as the girl entered the station blabbering.

            "You gotta help me!" she said as she saw the mechanic coming out of his office.  She noticed that the nametag stitched on his shirt read Phil.

            "Ok calm down now what's the problem?" he asked as Alicia turned her head and saw Jack on the other side of the pumps.

            Phil looked as well and saw Jack grinning at them like a crazed joker.  He saw that he had some kind of weapon attached to his right hand glove.  He then knew that he was a wacko killer.  Jack/Freddy walked forward towards the pumps and cut both of the fuel lines.  Gasoline sprayed everywhere, as Phil was astonished what he done.

            "Hey!  You gonna pay for that!" Phil said to him as he walked over.

            But Freddy/Jack grabbed him, stabbed him in the chest, and remarked in his hear, "So charge me."

            He didn't care for that kill, as his main objection was Alicia.  He dropped Phil and advanced towards Alicia.  She looked around for a way out and saw the door was open to the office and decided to go for it.  But suddenly, the door swung closed by it self like magic.  She wondered a bit but didn't care as she tried to open it, unfortunately it was locked.   No place to go, no place to hide.  The last kill made Freddy's power even more deadly then ever, but he wanted more.  He wanted her.

            "Game's over bitch," He said, "Like I always said.  Save the best for last."

            He reached over to grab her, but sirens blared near then as flashing red and blue lights painted the area.  Freddy/Jack turned to see, three police cars and a Chevy pulled in front of the gas station.  He turned back to Alicia, but she tried to get away while he was distracted.  Freddy/Jack finally grabbed her and held her like a hostage would.  His claws were to her back.  She could barely feel the sharpness against her spine.

            "Jack Harper!" a voice boomed, it was Detective Bell as a team of Policemen got in position aiming their guns at Jack. "Drop your weapon and release the girl!"

            "Go fuck yourselves pigs, she's mine!" Freddy/Jack replied.

            All of a sudden, something in Jack's mind made sense.  He was only using him, but for what purpose?  Then he had to get out.  He had to wake up from this nightmare and break free from Freddy's imprisonment.

            "No," he said it was Jack, "No, I won't let you kill her."

            The hand that had the claws began to struggle with him self.

            "Shut up Jack!  Go back to Maggie." Freddy's voice replied. "Go back to fucking her."

            Detective Bell watched and wondered what was going on.  'Was this guy truly insane?' he thought.  He then noticed his eyes.  It was as if Jack was half a sleep.  He knew that Marvin was innocent when he testified that Jack took the claws.  That he killed the Oaklyes and those two teens as well. It was just figuring out how to put one and one together.  Bell then placed an APB on Jack, hoping he'd show up.  Then a patrolman saw spotted the Cadillac.  It was smashed in to a pole then heard a scream.  He ran down and saw Jack and the girl.  He called detective Bell and soon after that, they were on the spot.

            "Jack!  I am giving you another warning, "Bell said through his bull horn, "Drop the claws and let her go!"

            "Fuck you pig! She dies!" Freddy said, "No!" Jack shouted as he moved the claws away from Alicia, but Freddy took control again and moved his hand over her belly.  Both minds struggled once more as the claw hovered centimeters from her body.

            "You were always weak Jack," Freddy said, "No guts. He-he-he."

            "Fuck you Kruger," Jack replied and shoved the claws through Alicia and pinned him self in the process.  They both cried from the pain.  It was the only solution to end his nightmare.

            When Bell realized why Jack kill her in plain sight, right in front of the other policemen, a rookie cop who was been on the force not more that 2 weeks, was so nervous, he fired a bullet right at Jack.

            "No!" Bell cried, but it was too late.

            The instance heat of the bullet sparked when it collided with the hazardous liquid and in an instance, the entire gas station exploded.  Then entire station was engulfed in flames.  The explosion was so intense it pushed back the entire police force, knocking them ten feet back.

            Jack dropped Alicia's dead body as Freddy laughed like a maniac he was while dancing in the blazes of hell.  Bell looked up to see that gas station was one big bon fire until he heard a voice.

            "Yes! Yes! I want it back!"

            Bell heard nothing more after that.  He thought he saw someone move in that blaze, but it could have been his imagination.  Bell got up and went over to Weller.

            "Call for a few engines," he said to him.

            "How about an ambulance?" Weller thought.

            "No, I doubt anybody is alive in there," he replied.

            Jack woke up screaming.  He looked around and saw that he was in his room.  Was it all a dream, a horrible nightmare? He felt something on his hands as he looked over.  He saw that he was tied to the corner bedpost by nylon stockings. 

'What was going on' he thought.

"Jack," a voice sang.  It was coming from the bathroom. "Are you comfy out there?"

'That voice,' he thought, 'It sounds like-'

Then she came out into view.  It was Maggie, dressed in a sexy satin and lace lingerie.  She was beautiful.  To Jack this had to be another dream as she came forward and kissed Jack passionately on the lips.  She looked at him with lust.

"Th-this gotta be a dream," Jack said to her, "Y-You're not real."

She just smiled at him for a moment then replied, "Oh no?"  She let down one of her straps, then the other, she was then naked. "You did good, Jack.  Really good."

It was all coming back to Jack.  All the other dreams were just like this.  This was just another decoy while Freddy murders another one.

"You're not Maggie," Jack said, "Y-y-your him!"

"Gee Jack," Maggie said sitting on the bed.  Then her voice began to lower, to a grim bass, "What a little detective you become."

"Y-You!" Jack cried.

Maggie grinned, chuckled, and stood once more, then in an instance, Maggie transformed before Jack's very eyes in to the dark prince of nightmares him self; Freddy Kruger.

"W-Where am I?" Jack wondered, "What happened to me?"

"Why, you're in hell my boy," Freddy replied.

"What?"

"Here, check it out," Freddy said as he turned on the TV with a remote.

The television was in front of the bed and the only thing on was a black female reporter.  She was standing in front what appeared to be the remains of the gas station that remembered.

"We are here in front of what it use to be Garry's Gas Station, but now it is pile of ruble.  An hour ago police officials were in a stand off when a janitor named Jack Harper, who murdered thirteen people, has ended when a police officer fired a shot to try to take him down.  The bullet then sparked something in the station area and it exploded," The woman reported.

The camera then moved as it showed a body bag going into an ambulance.  Jack was horrified watching this.  This wasn't real he kept telling him self.  He couldn't be dead, could he?

The reporter went on, "Mr. Harper and three other unidentified bodies were chard to death.  This is Kara King reporting."

Kruger then turned it off and chuckled, "Don't you love those headline news."

"No, no, no!!!"  Jack cried.

"What's the matter Jack?  Don't you like your reward?"

"R-Reward?" Jack inquired.

"Yes, for giving back my glove," he replied wiggling his blades, "Don't you get it?  I needed thirteen soles to transport it to hell.  The dream demons just granted me a second chance.  And I owe it all to you Jack."

"What are you going to do with me?" Jack wondered as Freddy walked over to him.

"You wanted Maggie right?" He asked. 

Then with a wave of his claw, the mattress below Jack gave a away as fell down to the pit of hell, burning in flames.  Jack fell as well as he hung by the nylons.  Jack then heard Maggie's voice calling him in distress.

"She's waiting for you Jack.  And she's yours, Forever," Freddy chuckled again as he slashed Jack's left hand, cutting the nylon as Jack was holding on to a thread.  He screamed as Freddy slashed the other nylon.  Jack then fell down in the deeper depths of hell while he heard the insane laughter of the nightmare man. 

What ever happened to the man who used to guard the gate of dreams, the man with the fedora hat, the dirty red and green sweater, and those claws, those sharp as razor claws?  He has returned.