Author's Note: So, been thinking of a few future scenes and after reading several very explicit stories on here - Modern Family - that had very explicit sex scenes of various characters. I will try and write one or two scenes of an explicit nature in this story.

Btw, there is some vulgar talk in this chapter.

Chapter 15: Another Death, Another Soul Claimed.

The screen on the TV flicked from one channel to the next as Katherine jadedly scrolled through them, trying to find something to watch to pass the time. She frowned seeing a news broadcast from the local station. The middle-aged man behind the desk spoke droned on about local businesses opening, creating new jobs within the town. She yawned as her eyes drooped shut for a moment until she shook herself and sat up a little in the bed. Her eyes lowered to the white straps on her wrists, and she tugged at them in annoyance. Her gaze went back towards the news as another presenter stood before a backdrop of the state of Ohio as they described the weather forecast for the next few days. There was a sudden crackling sound as long lines of static crossed the screen and over the woman's face. The static grew in intensity until it covered the whole screen. Katherine frowned. Had the reception been lost? Perhaps she should call for one of the nurses. Unless it was just that station that had lost signal. She pressed mote control to change the channel and groaned as the next channel was full of grey static. She mumbled quietly and then turned the off button, switching the TV off and threw the controller on the bed.

After a few minutes the TV flicked back on. Her eyes widened slowly as the white straps of the restraints began to unravel from her wrists. She knew then and there that she was asleep. As the straps fell to the side of the railing she hurriedly climbed off the bed, again noticing the same light pink dress from the previous two dreams. It appeared her father wanted her to wear this every time she fell asleep to her disgust. She yanked down the rim of her dress and was about to walk out of the room when the static on the TV began to fade, distorting into a scene. Several streets of various sidewalks and abandoned buildings. Katherine peered at the screen and saw a figure wandering down the street, dressed in jeans and grey hoodie. It was a girl with dark black hair with a navy duffle bag hung over their shoulder. As she studied the girl the screen zoomed in on her until the face became distinct. Katherine gasped and ran from the room, hoping to reach her on time.

Taryn sighed wearily as she readjusted the strap of her duffle bag on her right shoulder. Her stoic tired gaze was set on the sidewalk as she wandered along the barren, dirty street. She was hoping to make the next bus out of Springwood and had decided on taking a short cut through the old industrial estate to the station on the north side of the town. Taryn knew it was risky coming this way as it was near this area of town. But she knew exactly what street to avoid. She came to an intersecting road and knew that the bus station was two streets away. Once she was out of this godforsaken town, she would be safe. She had managed to save a little bit of money through the last several months and knew that it would help her find some temporary accommodation until she found herself a job. When she was settled in her new town, she would contact her mother. Then Kristen and Joey. They deserved to know where she was going to. Hopefully they would come to their senses and leave the town too.

She lifted her pensive gaze and puckered brow at the street she came across. There was large old, abandoned warehouses on each side. Cracked and shattered windows were dotted on the buildings, with the glass marring the ground. Her eyes darted about the sidewalks as she cautiously passed the buildings. It couldn't be. This was where her old drug pushers lived. She spun around and ran down the street, crossing the road in a blind panic. Her heart pounded against her chest as she ran across another road into the next street. She then skidded to a halt as she wildly looked about the road again. The same abandoned warehouses from earlier were on each side. Had she come full circle?

There was a rattle of glass bottles to her left and she twisted around to an alleyway. A few bottles of empty beer rolled towards her feet, and she took a hesitant step back. In the alleyway she saw movement as someone rose from behind a stack of cardboard boxes. She didn't want to find out who it was and turned to run but saw her path blocked by an old acquaintance from her drug fuelled days from last year. He was about six foot tall with sweaty tussled hair, scabby skin and yellowed teeth. His skin was gaunt and pale. "Shit" she murmured and took a few steps back.

Her duffle bag collided with another body, and she spun around and saw another old face from her past. His grey hair was thin, his teeth were cracked, and a few were missing as he gave her a leering grin. "Hey Taryn. How are ya girl?" he slurred.

The smell of alcohol from his breath made her gag and stagger back.

The man behind her chuckled drunkenly as he pulled out a syringe from the back pocket of his tattered jeans. "You want a hit?"

Taryn sneered and twisted to face him. "Fuck off asshole!"

The man sniggered and took a slow step towards her. She discreetly reached into her own pocket and withdrew a thin black pocketknife and flicked it opened. "Keep the fuck away!"

"Aw" the man mocked. "I thought we were friends Taryn"

She raised her blade and swung it at him as he lunged towards her. The tip of the blade drove into his shoulder, and he howled in pain. "You bitch!"

Taryn screamed the other drug addict behind her grasped her shoulders and dragged her down the alley to their left. She kicked and screamed, shouting for help. The other injured druggie followed close behind passing by various used needles, spoons, broken bottles and filthy mattress that filled the alleyway. They entered the last part of the alley passing through a wired gate. Taryn was thrown to the ground and the two men eagerly approached her. The wounded man raised the drug filled needle ready to pierce her skin. She roared in rage and kicked out with her right foot. Her heel connected hard with his gut, and he bowled over. He groaned in pain. But he took a haggard breath and dropping the needle, then dove for her and wrapped his hands around her neck. Throttling her.

Taryn gasped, clawing and scratching at his mangy hands. Her eyes began to roll into the back of her heard when she heard a figure enter the alley.

Her assailant cried out as an empty bottle of vodka was smashed against the back of his head. His grip loosened and Taryn took her opportunity to pry his hands from her neck and crawled away, coughing and wheezing. Taryn rolled onto her front and looked to her left seeing the man knocked out with thick deep cut to the side of head. Her attention was soon caught as a girl in a pink dress swung another bottle at the other drug addict, the broken glass pierced into the side of his neck. Blood spurted and sprayed from the mutilated flesh, and he dropped to his knees, falling face forward into the dirt.

The girl turned to face her, and Taryn's expression of relief switched to anger. It was Katherine. Then it hit her. She was dreaming. The face of Kincaid flashed before her and Taryn rose to her feet, eyes narrowed in disgust at the girl in front of her.

"Are you okay?" Katherine asked.

"Like you care! You bitch!" Taryn snarled.

Katherine was taken back by her reply. "Please listen-"

"To what? More lies!" she clenched her fists and in a fit of fury, then struck out at the girl. "Fucking bitch!"

Katherine staggered back from the impact of the punch and tried to plead with her again. "Please Taryn! I just want to talk to you!"

"Traitor! You betrayed all of us for him!" Taryn shouted. "You're his daughter!"

"I didn't know what to do!" Katherine cried. She took a few tentative steps back as Taryn advanced. "I wanted to warn Kincaid, but my father wouldn't let me!"

"You had a choice to tell us that he had his powers. But you didn't! You let us believe he had lost his powers. You are on his fucking side!" She raised her right hand to strike out again and brought it down fast. Before her fist could connect a gloved hand gripped her wrist and she was swung around to face Freddy.

His lips were curled into a sneer. "I'm the only one who is allowed to hit her!"

Taryn gasped and cried out as he tossed her backwards. Her body collided with the hard brick wall behind her, and she slid weakly to the ground. Groans began to murmur from the two apparitions as they came to, slowly rising to their feet. Their wounds were still bleeding profusely. Staining their flesh and shabby clothes. They staggered towards Taryn's weakened body and viciously grabbed her hair, tugging her to her feet and held her in place by her arms.

Freddy turned his attention towards Katherine as she uncertainly backed away. "What do you think you're doing? Trying to save this worthless cunt?"

Katherine tried to shake her head. He snarled and thrust his gloved hand around her throat and shoved her hard against the wired fenced gate. She cried out and soon felt the hard metal wire wrapping its cold iron around her arms pinning her to the fence. Her eyed darted down towards her trapped arms then back up towards her father's furious stare. "I'll deal with you soon"

She sniffled and watched as he turned to approach Taryn and the two apparitions.

"You are right about one thing Taryn" he smiled darkly. "Katherine will always choose my side over you fucks! As you rightly said, she is my daughter. Now, I am going to give you one last parting gift before you are reunited with that fucker Kincaid" he lightly patted his chest with his blades. Signalling her soul would joining Kincaid's soon. "I'll make sure you go out on a high!"

Taryn screamed as the sudden sensation of two needles being pierced into each side of her neck. Soon, the hot liquid of GHB surged into her veins on her neck and into her blood system. The burning feeling overpowered her, causing her body to jerk and shiver. Beads of sweat began to roll down her skin on her face and neck. Her limbs trembled and her eyes rolled backwards into her head as the poison ravaged her body. The severity of the tremors increased, and Freddy took a step to the left allowing his daughter to see the effects of the drugs on Taryn's body. He flicked his blades through the air, and they effortlessly sliced and tore away Taryn's hoodie and t-shirt to reveal her heaving sweating chest and stomach. The flesh was turning yellow, her skin sucking inwards showing the outline of her ribcage and bones. Taryn screamed, gurgling as foam spurted from her mouth and her lips turned blue. Her fingers curled inwards, her hands and arms becoming bony and gaunt. The two spectres who were holding her up stepped away and her body fell backwards, jerking and trembling on the ground. Her tremors slowly began to subside, her breathing becoming laboured and low. Freddy took a fleeting look over to Katherine who stared in distress at the dying girl before her. She glanced up at him as he flashed her a wicked grin and then bent down towards Taryn. His glove swooped down and the blades carved into her skin, peeling away her thin layers of skin to show inside her body.

Katherine gagged and vomited up a mouthful of bile at the sight of the mutilated organs and tissue. Freddy admired the decayed and dissolving organs, the heart, lungs and intestines. The muscles and veins were melting away as the GHB destroyed her insides. Soon her body went still, and Freddy rose to his feet chuckling viciously. In a white glow Taryn's body transformed into a white mist and soared into his chest. He grinned. "Another one for the collection!"

Freddy then spun and advanced towards Katherine. He brought his left palm across her face, and she hissed from the impact. She gagged as he grabbed her throat and tugged her face towards his. "What was that all about? Trying to protect that bitch?"

"I just wanted to explain things to her" she choked as his grip tightened.

"Explain what?" he spat. "She hated you. She called you a bitch. I told you before they are not your friends! They don't trust you!"

She felt his grip on her neck loosened allowing her to intake a gulp of air. "But they do trust me! Sandra said they are still on my side!"

Soon the tension around her throat intensified again, "That means fuck all! You only need me" he admonished. "You don't need them fuckers. You don't need Michael!"

"But I want you both in my life!" she admitted.

His eyes constricted in derision at her admission. "You can't. You will have to choose. It's either me or him" his fingers tipped her face towards his. "And if you make the wrong choice, then it will be the worse decision you ever made. Believe me"

She blinked away her tears staring at his cold eyes. His lips twitched as he held back a snarl. There was a low groan of metal as the wires on her arms began to twist and bend away for her flesh. He still held her face in his bladed claw and with a sneer he tugged her forward against his chest. "You're coming with me"

She shrieked as he quickly spun her around and wrapped his blades around the back of her throat and shoved her forward through the gate out into the barren street. She lowered her head and sniffled as she heard him muttering and cursing to himself. He jerked her body to the right as they approached a doorway to one of the buildings and he kicked opened the door, before pushing herself inside. Their surroundings were dark, the concrete ground giving way to hard metal as they ventured on in the darkness. She lifted her weary head as they entered the boiler room. She was then jostled through the doorway of the side room, and she staggered forward against the wall as he finally let go of her neck. She rotated around to him as he lingered in the doorway, cutting her escape route if she dared to make a run for it. He raised his claw and pointed at the soiled mattress. "On the bed, now!"

Katherine gnawed at her bottom lip then glanced at the steel frame of the bed, then the soiled, bloodied mattress. "What are you going to do to me?"

He sighed in aggravation and glared at her. "Nothing. Now..." he took a slow deliberate step towards her. "You know that I am usually in a good mood after I kill someone. Don't make me angry. So, do as you are told" his head nodded sharply at the bed.

She gave a quick nod of her head and hastily climbed onto the bed and scrambled onto the far edge of the mattress, kneeling on her shaking knees. Freddy approached the bed and sat on the edge, staring intently at her. She avoided his gaze as he spoke. "We're going to have a little talk"

"What about?" she muttered without looking up.

He reached out with his fingers under her chin and titled her head back to stare at him. "About what you did there. You can't save them. Any of them!"

"I wasn't trying to save her!"

He slapped her across her face, and she yelped from the blow of his palm across her cheek. She sniffled and hissed as he clutched her chin and hauled her face back to his. "Yes you were trying to save that bitch. You hit the two apparitions I was using to attack her!"

"I'm sorry daddy" she whispered.

Hs fingers dug into her chin and with a low curse he tossed her head backwards. She slinked away and lazily wiped at her face. The mattress dipped downwards as he leaned forward. "Don't you dare try and get in my way again. Understand?"

She looked up at his cold eyes. "Yes, I understand"

Freddy sighed quietly. It seemed that every time she was starting to obey, she seemed to step out of line. Being around those fuckers, especially that bitch Sandra was causing her to be conflicted. He had to formulate a plan to get her completely on his side. Something that he could use to his advantage. "I want you to tell me what that bitch said to you this morning"

"What?" she looked at him with bewilderment. "Are you not going to read my memories? That is what you usually do!"

He shook his head. "Not anymore. I want you to tell me everything that happens when that bitch is around you. What she talks to you about and what you tell her"

"Okay daddy. I will"

He smiled proudly at her. "Go on"

"I told her that you killed Dr Simms. She was disturbed by this and said she would get Sheriff Thompson to check out Dr Simms house. I admitted that part of me wanted her to die" she saw the cruel smirk that crossed his face. He relished this confession. She knew it excited him that part of her enjoyed the witnessing Dr Simms death. Katherine took a deep breath then continued. "she said that I wasn't thinking straight. I told her that you were touching me"

Freddy saw her cheeks blush at the last statement, and he chuckled, savouring her embarrassment.

"She knows that I had performed oral-"

He cut in and crudely remarked. "You mean, how you sucked my cock" there was a naughty grin across his face.

She shuddered, disgusted at his choice of words. Though the next words that came from him made her even more repulsed.

"I know you liked it! And I know what you want me to lick out your sweet little pussy!" he sickeningly flickered his tongue out at her.

Her jaw dropped in horror, and she whispered. "No" she saw her chance and she tried to dive off the bed. But Freddy anticipated this and threw out his right arm around her chest and jostled her backwards. "Where did you think you're going to?" Her back was slammed hard onto the mattress. She screamed and thrashed against him as he straddled her thighs.

"Get off me! How can you talk to me like that? It's revolting!"

He slammed his scarred hand around her neck and pinned her to the bed. "Aw, you didn't complain when you were a little girl!"

Katherine bared her teeth in rage. "I was only nine years old when you were whispering those disgusting things to me! I didn't understand what you were saying to me!"

He raised a bloodied blade at her smiled, "Oh, but you understand now. Don't you?"

She held back a whimper as he leaned forward, pressing his weight on her trembling body. His body arched forward, and his chest and crotch pushing against hers. "One night, I'm going to slide my tongue into your little cunt and eat you out. I'm going to lick and suck on you until I make you scream daddy's name!"

He felt her body tremor beneath him and saw her bottom lip being sucked inwards as she tried to keep the mental image of his words from forming in her mind. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. "N-no, I won't let you"

Freddy lowered his charred lips to her left ear and licked it once, "You will baby girl. You will"

He slowly eased himself upwards and straddled her hips. As much as he would love to play with her body, run his glove and hand over her beautiful breasts and thighs. He would have to control his urges for the time being. He had to formulate a plan that would entice her to give herself to him. He tapped his blades on her chest and commanded her attention as she opened her eyes. She saw his eyes gleaming with impish intent. "Let's finish our talk. What else did that whore say to you?"

"She says that she needs to get me out of the hospital" she murmured.

Freddy growled softly, not liking this idea. If Katherine was in Westin Hills, then they would sedate her each night and that suited him. The more she slept and dreamed of him, the more he could usurp his control over her. He heard her speak again. "I told her that they won't let me out of the hospital now. Not after what I tried to do to myself. Then we talked about…" her words trailed off.

He bent forward and tapped her cheek lightly with a blade. "What else?"

"I don't want to make you angry" she gulped.

"It's about that fucker, isn't it? It's about Michael"

She shakily nodded her head. "Yes. She told him about what we did. That we had sex and that you touched me. I asked was he angry at me" her eyes studied his scarred face. His gaze was vacant. She continued uncertainly. "Sandra said he wasn't angry"

"She's lying" he quickly replied.

"No, he…" she paused.

"He what?" he leaned forward, giving her a stern glare.

"He gave her a photograph to give to me" she whispered and then yelped as he snatched the side of her head. The image of the photograph flickered in her mind, and she then felt something flutter onto her chest. She glanced down as Freddy lifted the polaroid photo of her and Michael. He leered at it in aversion. "There's something written on the back of it"

He flipped it over and read the words that were written. With a snarl he scrunched it into a ball and threw it away. "That is nothing but bullshit"

She tried to muster words to argue, but quickly snapped her mouth shut as he dug a blade into her left cheek. Drawing a pool of blood. "Not a fucking word. I told you before Katherine. You belong to me. I guess that fucker still doesn't understand. But he will. Soon"

He withdrew his blade from her skin, and she began to reach up to wipe away the crimson liquid, but he caught her hand with his glove and smirked. "Let me"

Katherine allowed him to pry her hand back to the mattress and then he eased his face towards her, titling it to the right and soon his tongue slipped out to touch the edge of her jaw where the blood flow stopped. His blistered tongue slithered along her skin cleaning away her blood. She anxiously chewed on her bottom lip and then gasped as he sucked hard on her wound. His tongue flicking out over the cut, healing it. He removed his face from hers.

She let out a long shaky breath and muttered. "Thank you"

He smiled at her response and beckoned for her to continue.

"She mentioned Taryn. About how they were still trying to find her. Then she had to go and speak to Sheriff Thompson"

"What about?"

"She wouldn't say to me" she shrugged. "I asked her. But she said she couldn't explain"

Freddy cursed under his breath. "The bitch. She's keeping something from you. Find out what it is"

"But she won't tell me I know she won't. She wanted to know if you read my memories every time, I fell asleep. Maybe that is why she won't tell me because you will find out when I fall asleep" she replied.

He sat up straight and gave a small nod. Agreeing with her. If those fuckers were up to something and it involved Katherine, then it was imperative that he found out what it is. He thought back to two days before whenever he had entered the waking world. But that trick had used up a little bit of his energy. He wouldn't be able to do that all the time. He needed more souls.

Katherine wearily cleared her throat and asked. "How did you know that Dr Simms was giving me tablets in my food? I didn't know myself. So, there is no way you would have known from my memories"

Freddy stared at her quietly. Pondering whether to tell her of his little trip to the waking world. He knew that he was slowly but surely drawing her away from Michael. What harm would it do to tell her? "If I tell you, you promise to keep those sweet little lips of yours shut?"

She nodded. "Yes, I will. I have kept so many secrets for you. You know that!"

He smiled. "Well, I was in the waking world"

"What?" her jaw dropped opened in surprise. "How?"

"The more kills I get, the more souls I claim the stronger I am. I projected my spirit into the waking world after you tried to kill yourself" he lightly traced her face his left hand. "I was worried about you. I saw them resuscitating you. You nearly died"

Her lips trembled and she sniffled. "Would you show yourself to me if you do that again?"

"I'll need more souls" he gave a twisted grin. "Now, you better not say anything to that bitch Sandra"

"I won't" she shook her head and then grew tense as he clutched her chin hard.

"And I am giving you one last warning. I don't want you to interrupt me again when I am killing those fuckers. Got it?" he squeezed her skin tightly.

She winced and nodded. "I won't. I promise"

He abruptly looked up at the metal ceiling as a faint voice began to penetrate the dream world. The voice was unfamiliar.

Miss Krueger…

Katherine glanced around the room and then back towards her father as he began to fade away, along with the rest of the room. Her vision became distorted, blurry and she heard him speak. "I'll see you tonight baby girl"

Her vision went black, and her eyes fluttered opened as she woke from her slumber. Standing at the side of the bed was Dr Vickers. "I am sorry to wake you. But I would like to take your blood pressure and start you on your medication. Tomorrow I will try and schedule one of the therapists to talk to you about your suicide attempt"

She groggily pushed herself up and saw a blond-haired nurse loosening her straps. "Dinner will be served in an hour. I am sure you're hungry"

"A little" she mumbled.

Dr Vickers noticed the redness on her face, from where her father had slapped her. "Are you okay?"

"Yes" Katherine lowered her head, thin strands of hair fell over her face. Shielding her cheek from him. "Can I have some water please?"

"Yes of course" the doctor smiled.

The nurse quickly made her way to the water dispenser and filled up a white plastic cup. She handed it to the girl who eagerly took a drink.

"How was your sleep?" Dr Vickers enquired.

"It was okay" she muttered and then looked up at the clock on the wall to her right. "Is Dr Turner back?"

"She phoned to say she was on her way back. That was about 15 minutes ago. She asked about you. I told her that we were going to check on you. She is very concerned about your well-being. I understand that you are dating her son?"

She nodded. "Yes, that is right. Um, what tablets will you be giving me?"

"I discussed this briefly with Dr Turner. We will be giving you a course of anti-depressants. I noticed from your old patient file from Central City that you were also prescribed Valium?"

"Yes"

"Would you like some Valium to help you relax?"

She abruptly shook her head in discord. "No" she was handed two small white tablets and another cup of water and slowly popped them in her mouth, swallowing them down with the water. "Can I have more water please?"

The nurse readied another cup for her, and she eagerly took another drink. "Thanks"

"We're just going to take your blood pressure" he slowly rolled up her sleeve of her hospital gown and wrapped the thick navy Aneroid Sphygmomanometer around her upper right arm. Her eyes flickered to the doorway as Sandra entered the room. The older woman looked on edge, nervous and Katherine knew why. They had found Taryn's body. She made her way to the seat beside the bed and patiently waited until Dr Vickers finished taking her blood pressure. "130 over 90. That is a little high"

"I am just nervous. You know being in here all the time" Katherine explained.

"Just try and relax. Sleeping more will help you"

Katherine looked away, trying not to scoff in disbelief.

"I'll get one of the nurses to bring you dinner" Dr Vickers smiled and then both he and the nurse excused themselves, leaving the room.

Sandra waited until their footsteps faded into the distance then said. "We found Taryn"

"I know" Katherine sighed sadly.

"You do?" her mouth went agape. "You fell asleep, didn't you?"

"Yes. I saw it. I saw him kill her" Katherine choked out a sob, "It was horrible. I have never seen anything like it! I always knew my father was malicious, but to do that to her. I don't know how much more I can take!"

"Why the hell did he want you to witness her death?"

"So, I can become accustomed to the killings. It was just like when I was a little girl. He tried to show me the photos of Lucy and Melanie's remains" Katherine grumbled direly. "He even described to me how he killed them"

Sandra shook her head slowly. "This isn't good for your mental health witnessing all these deaths"

"Don't I fucking know it!"

Sandra bent down to lift her bag. "Listen, I will be back in half an hour. I was hoping to meet Sheriff Thompson earlier. But he was called out when they found Taryn's body. She was found by Lt Garcia. Her body was disfigured. From what they could tell her appeared to be pumped full of drugs"

Katherine nodded, "Yeah, that is right. Then my father sliced away at her skin"

The colour on Sandra's face paled at this admission.

"You must leave Springwood. All of you" Katherine proposed.

"I am not leaving you Katherine to face that Bastard on your own. None of us are" Sandra rebuked sharply.

"He's going to kill you all" the girl sobbed.

She leaned forward and grasped the girls' hand, "We can stop him"

"How?" Katherine glared at her. "We don't know anything about how he came back!"

"Is there anything that-"

The girl cut in sharply and hissed, "I don't know!" her breath grew short and sharp as she began to hyperventilate. Sandra swiftly stood to her feet and grasped Katherine's shaking shoulders firmly. "Take some deep breaths. Remember those techniques that myself and Dr Murray told you. Use them whenever you feel a panic attack coming on"

Katherine gingerly placed her free hand on her chest and gradually breathed in slowly, then exhaled long and hard. Then repeated this several more times until her breathing placated. She gave her a little smile of appreciation and leaned back against the pillow.

"I shouldn't be long" Sandra began to tie her restraints back on her wrists.

"Why do you need to see Sheriff Thompson?" Katherine locked eyes with her, pleading with her.

"I'm sorry Katherine, but I can't tell you"

She frowned in disappointment. "Because my father will know"

Sandra rose to her feet. "I'll be back soon"

Katherine eyes narrowed in frustration as Sandra left the room. Just what where they up to? Her father was right, they were keeping something from them. But what?

Xxx

The passenger door of Sheriff Thompson's police car was opened as Sandra slid into the front seat beside Donald. His police car was parked at the far end of the car park. He puffed anxiously on a cigarette with his side window rolled half the way down. He flicked a dash of ash out of the window and turned to face her. "I am sorry. I know you don't smoke. But I need something to calm myself"

"It's okay. Are you okay? After what you saw?"

"Not really. I have seen so many things over the years. Especially when that fucker was alive in the 1960s when he was killing those children. But I have never seen a corpse like Taryn's" he took another puff of his cigarette and exhaled a thick plume of smoke. His free hand slid into his front tan shirt pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. He held it out for her. "I found out the kids who died. They were all marked down by the coroner as suicides. Well, apart from the two youngest children. The little baby was found not breathing and the boy's death was unexplained. The coroner there was massive internal bleeding"

She took the list of him and saw the names and ages of the teenagers.

Jennifer King – aged 15, Ryan Butler – aged 16, Zachary Stewart – aged 14, Timothy Benson – aged, Hayley McKenzie – aged 6 months

Sandra shivered as she read their names. How could that bastard kill a 6-month year old baby? She gave back the paper to him. "Listen, Katherine is becoming suspicious"

"What?"

"She wants to know why I need to talk to you" Sandra responded.

"Should we tell her?"

She disagreed and shook her head. "No, as Freddy will find out. He reads her memory. It will only anger him, and God knows what he would do to her" she raised her right hand to her mouth and nibbled on her thumb with concern. "I'm afraid he would kill her"

He flicked his finished cigarette out of the window. "But why would he do that?"

"I'm not sure, maybe he could try and pull her spirit into the dreamworld"

She received a confused look.

"From what the kids have said to us, when he kills you, he consumes your soul. But what if instead of consuming her soul, he traps her soul with him in the nightmare?"

He nodded, beginning to understand then questioned "But is he powerful enough?"

"Maybe. Who knows? But it is a risk I can't take. That is why she can't know about our plans. I will have to explain this to Michael too"

"Are you staying over at the hospital tonight? He reached into his inner jacket pocket and pulled out his cigarettes. Then lit another one up.

"Yes, I am. I am hoping to keep her awake tonight. I know that they would try and sedate her. But I will offer to take over and administer the sedative. But destroy the syringe when the Doctor or Nurse leaves" she looked over to the hospital. "What are your plans?"

"I am going to the Town Hall with Lt Garcia this evening. They have records of the lay out of the grounds and building of Westin Hills. We can study them and plan out the best place to safely get Katherine out of the hospital" he rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn.

"When was the last time you slept?"

"About three days ago"

She nodded. "Would you think it would be possible to sneak someone into the hospital at night-time?"

"We could try"

"It is just I know that Michael would want to visit Katherine. I know that during the night there is a minimal staff on duty. There could be a small window of opportunity to get him inside and out again. But I want to try. I know he misses her terribly and I am sure she is the same" she unzipped her handbag and pulled out a small notebook. "I'm going to try and get some Adrandofil for the kids"

"What is that?"

"A stimulant. Something to keep the kids alert. It should hopefully keep them awake"

He nodded. "Do you not need a DEA licence?"

"Yes, you do. But I have a work colleague in Central City that I spoke to yesterday. I never explained the whole situation. Just that there is a patient of mine that is suffering from nightmares and that I would need something short time to keep them awake for a few days. I asked him to fax through a prescription of them for me" she flipped opened the notepad to the details. A small bottle would have twenty tablets. Enough for a few days for everyone"

"I think that all the kids should stay together tonight" Donald proposed.

"Yes, of course. I'll get Michael to pick everyone up" she sighed despondently. "Do you think he'll kill other kids in the town?"

"Oh, he definitely would" he nodded strongly. "That night in the power plant. I knew that if he had killed your son and took Katherine out of town, that he would start up the killings in another town"

"Look, would you be able to call back in two hours? I would have the stimulants by then"

He smiled and nodded, watching as she exited the car and strode across the carpark. She briskly walked through the corridors of the hospital back to the ICU ward and entered Katherine's room. The girl was just finishing her dinner and was accompanied by a young nurse. The nurse smiled up as Sandra stood at the end of the bed. "It's ward policy to sit with the patient while they are having their meals"

"I'm glad to see she's eating" she smiled at Katherine. Then turned towards the nurse. "I can take over if you wish. I'll be staying over night with Miss Krueger. It's all been arranged with Dr Carver and Dr Vickers"

The young woman smiled and stood to her feet and grasped the tray of empty food, giving Katherine a little smile before leaving them both in peace. Sandra bent down towards Katherine's wrist and tied them, but not as tight as they should be. "I'll leave them like this for a little while"

Katherine smiled in appreciation. "Thanks. Are you really staying overnight with me?"

"Yes. I am hoping to pretend to administer the sedative to you"

"Pretend? But my father will go nuts if I'm not asleep tonight!" she protested.

"I know, but Katherine-"

"He will do something to me when I fall asleep again. I know he will!" Katherine panicked.

Sandra pulled her seat forward and hushed the girl. "Ssh, I understand. But the more you sleep the more he will try and twist your mind"

She sniffled and gave a little nod. "I know. I know you are right, but I'm just terrified of what he will do to me. if he will beat me or…" she turned her head away and blushed.

"If he will force himself" Sandra concluded for her. "Did he hit you in your dream? I saw the red mark on your face"

Katherine turned her head slightly towards her and nodded. "Yes, he said I was trying to save Taryn. Maybe I was. But I just wanted to talk to her. To try and explain things"

Sandra rubbed her left hand lightly.

"She hated me. You should have seen the fury in her eyes. She called me a bitch. She said I was a traitor for lying to you all" Katherine moaned.

"Look it is because of your condition that you kept those secrets. It's not really you. it's not the girl I know from Central City"

Katherine scoffed and shook her head. "I do not; have that condition. I don't!"

"Yes, you do. Believe me, you do! No matter what you think or what your father says. You have traumatic boding. You need therapy again" Sandra disclosed firmly.

There was a silenced as Katherine considered this. The thought of going through years of therapy again scared her. It was hard enough when she was a little girl. But this time would be even more harrowing, especially after everything she had witnessed and went through herself. That is, if she survived. Sandra was right, the more she slept the more that her sanity was slipping away. And if her father began to come onto her in those sensual ways, she was not sure how much longer she would be able to resist. But she knew she had to fight. Or else all would be lost.

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Author's Note -

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