Derrick looked on as pure horror began to creep into the very marrow of his shuddering bones.
He stood in the main hallway of Springwood High but something was... off. Classmates and enemies alike now surrounded him but there was something terribly wrong with them.
They were dead. It was almost like a dream come true in a way.
Slowly backing into one of the rows of lockers, Derrick was frozen in fear as they shambled towards him.
"Pretty ain't they?"
Derrick screamed and whirled to the right to face the new intruder.
"Where the fuck am I Freddy!!??"
The wraith smiled with wicked idiom, still clutching a silent and awe-struck Sarah at his side, her face nuzzled in his shoulder and her hands wondering elsewhere. Krueger's malevolent grin widened.
"It's time for your test."
Derrick's face twisted.
"Huh!!!???"
"You know how many twisted little brats and bitches ask for my help?" growled Freddy, tracing his blades along Sarah's back, making her shiver and purr. "And if you and your little friends wanna keep your guts in your own body, you're gonna have to prove yourself you little pussy."
Freddy drew in a deep breath, letting out a chorus of maniacal laughter that echoed down the endless corridor and against the other apparitions that surrounded them all. He then gripped Sarah's shoulders, forcing her roughly down to her knees. She looked up at him with wide hungry eyes.
Turning back to Derrick with a look of disgusting pleasure, Freddy gripped him by the throat with his gloved hand and slammed him harshly into a locker.
"Now face your fears bitch boy, and be sure to scream!"
The Dream Stalker turned back to Sarah as they both vanished, leaving Derrick to the mercy of Freddy's horrific imagination.