A Nightmare on Elm Street: Fear of Death

by imfeelingthis182

A rewrite of my previous story with the same title...For some reason almost everyone forgot what happened in Springwood those many years ago. Except now people are starting to remember. A young girl must remember to save her future. Will she be able to?

2. Prologue

It all came to me in a dream. More like a nightmare, actually. There was a bad vibe all around. Electricity seemed to spark in the air.

Suddenly, his dark and lanky figure loomed in the hallway. I could see his piercing eyes that appeared to stare into my very soul. The soul in which my darkest secrets and fears were being withheld.

The silvery blades on his gloved hand glinted in the dim light.

I was worried, but not scared. My ignorance of who he was...what he was...and what he stood for stopped that specific emotion. The emotion that betrays us all.

Fear.

Fear of Death.