Authors Note: Okay my loves…you have been patient, so here is your reward. Chapter 4. Freddy's first appearance!! I tried my best to make this event great, and I hope you all enjoy it. "And take this you bitches."-Cher

Chapter 4: Death Whispers a Lullaby

The bus arrived at the Springwood, Ohio bus stop at 1:30pm. Lucas and Katherine were looking outside their window with small smiles emerging on their faces, for they were keen to get off the bus.

Lucas turned to Katherine. "Sill think this place is crap?" He questioned. Katherine thought for a moment, and then slowly shook her head.

"This place is actually beautiful."

"Come on. Let's go outside." Lucas requested.

The two of them stepped off the bus, and quickly shaded their eyes from the bright sun. Then Katherine turned to help her parents to carry their luggage to their car. Randy was waiting by it, grinning to high Heaven. They put some of the packages in the trunk, and strapped the rest on the hood.

"The U-Hauls are already over at your house putting things away. I know you people aren't going to like where it is, so you can move it as soon as we get there."

"Thanks man." Katherine's father said.

"And who's this?" Uncle Randy said, nodding toward Lucas.

"This is Lucas, Uncle Randy. He lives here now too."

"Hello Lucas. It's nice to meet you. Are you Katherine's boyfriend?"

Katherine's mouth dropped and she turned red. She watched as Lucas turned to face her, looking helpless. He turned back to Randy and shook his head.

"Not exactly." He murmured.

"Uncle Randy! Shut up!" Katherine hissed through her teeth.

"I'm just messing with you," He laughed. "Let's go sit over here for awhile." He finished, pointing to a bench next to a thrift store.

A half an hour later sitting down, a blue Mustang screeched to a halt in front of the startled group and honked loudly. They all turned to Lucas.

"That's my ride."

Katherine's heart plummeted. She had forgotten that Lucas wasn't going to stay with them forever. She looked sadly up at him.

"Katherine, it was nice. Do you umm…have an address number so I can come and visit you?" Lucas asked hopefully.

Katherine smiled warmly feeling a little better. "Oh! Yes!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded wrinkled picture out of her left pocket of her slightly baggy jeans. She unfolded it, and looked uncertainly at it, remembering the blood that surfaced from the picture.

"1428 Elm St." She murmured.

Lucas nodded, remembering the number. "Alright. I'll see you later Katherine Rosewood." He said. "And it was nice meeting you too." He said to Katherine's parents, they all nodded and Lucas jumped in the blue car, and it zoomed off.

Katherine watched the car, until she couldn't see it anymore. She was smiling like a little child. The way he said her name…it made her heart warm up, and she thought she was going to be happy forever. There was nothing more wrong. Nothing bad was going to happen.

"Alright!" Uncle Randy said, loudly clapping his hands together, and making Katherine jump out of her trance. "Let's go see your new house!"

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The house was much bigger in person. It made everyone but Katherine say "wow". They all got out of the car, and looked around the neatly mowed lawn. They saw that the U-Hauls were already there like Randy said, and they were almost finished with their work.

Katherine saw someone looking out of a window from the house on the left. The person, who was female, had a look of dread and foreboding on her middle-aged face. Katherine smiled and waved politely, but the woman quickly turned away closing the blinds behind her. Weird.

Katherine turned back to the house and gasped in fear. She froze. Upstairs the little girl from the picture was staring out at her with fearful eyes. She struggled with opening up the window and then she called out to Katherine.

"No! Don't come in!"

Goosebumps traveled up Katherine's arms, and her skin tensed. She grabbed her mothers arm and pointed to the window, trying to remain as calm as possible.

"Mom! Look! The little girl!"

"What?"

They looked up at the window and the little girl was gone.

"Honey?" Her mother said, starting to sound worried, that her daughter was going crazy.

"No Mom! She was there! It was a little girl with light brown hair, and-and red ribbons in pigtails. She was wearing a pink and white dress." She grimaced, trying to make out what the little girl had said. "And she said…" She stared at her mother. She could tell she didn't believe a word she said. Katherine growled and ran to the front door, which slammed shut in her face.

Katherine looked a taken back for a split second, then the look turned to determination as she grabbed the doorknob and pushed. Once. The door hardly moved. It was like someone was standing at the door pulling it shut, keeping Katherine out. The little girl. That's who it was. Twice. The door finally gave way and it opened up. Katherine stumbled inside.

She ran upstairs, ignoring the neatly arranged furniture in the large living room. She turned left and ran into the room where she saw the little girl. She wasn't there. Instead, she saw her bed, dresser, and scattered boxes.

"Little girl?" Katherine whispered. She cautiously walked over to her bed, and flopped down on her stomach to look under it.

"Katherine!" Her dad boomed making her jump, hitting her head on the bottom of her bed.

"Ow!" Katherine screamed in protest. "What do you want!?" She yelled back, rubbing the sore spot on her head.

"Come 'ere!"

Katherine sighed in frustration as she heaved herself off the blue-carpeted floor and ran downstairs.

"Yes?"

"What is this about a little girl in the window?"

"Huh? Oh. I was just joking. It was just pretend." Katherine lied.

"O…K…Well, uh…we are going to help the men with our stuff. I want you to go unpack your things. Make your room nice.

"No problem." She went back upstairs, and into her new room. "Little Girl?" She called again, but there was no such luck of her showing up.

Katherine stood in the middle of her floor trying to figure out what to do first. She finally figured it out. She moved to her nightstand next to her bed on the right side. She looked around in her boxes, and finally found what she was looking for. Her radio. She set it on the nightstand, plugged it in, and searched for a good rock station. At that moment, the station was playing "Sweet Child O' Mine" by Guns N' Roses.

Katherine started with her clothes, putting the ones that go into her dresser, in her dresser, and the one that hang up, went into her closet. Next, she took out all her other things, such as CD's, CD shelf and accessories. She put the small shelf back together and put all her CD's onto it in alphabetical order. Then she put her jewelry and pictures on top of her dresser. Lastly, she took out all of her posters of her favorite rock bands, actors and movies, and arranged them on all four of her walls.

At last she was finished. She looked proudly around the room. It took her about two hours to do this, because she kept having to move things around, so they were "just right."

Katherine went downstairs and saw that the U-Hauls were gone and everything was rearranged. The TV and entertainment center was up against the back wall. Dad's chair was in front of it. The couch was on the left side of the chair about 5 feet away from it. The extra chair was on the right side.

Katherine's parents were both watching a movie. Katherine flopped down on the couch and stared blankly at the TV, thinking about how fast they got this house arranged. Then her mind switched over to the little girl. Who was she? Why was she here? Was she trying to warn Katherine about something? And if so, who or what was it?

At about 10:00 Katherine felt emotionally drained, so she decided to go to bed. Before she walked into the dark room, she peeked in half-expecting to see Little Girl standing there in the dark waiting for her. But she wasn't there.

Katherine closed the door silently and collapsed on her bed covering herself with her blanket. She had decided against music for the night. So she lay there thinking. An hour later she heard the TV go off. She figured her parents went to bed. And it wasn't long before she fell asleep.

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Inside Katherine's room, Katherine was sleeping peacefully, or so you would think if you saw her. But Katherine was in a confusing, troubled place. She was within a large warm, red tinted room with hundreds of boilers and countless catwalks.

Katherine was quietly padding along through this strange room. Her feet were hot and stinging painfully, because she was barefoot walking on the hot metal.

She could hear water dripping from the pipes that surrounded her. She dared not touch anything near, for she knew it was steaming hot. She could see the red steam rising off the burning pipes.

Katherine's curiosity was getting the best of her. She was now no longer worried about where she was. She just wanted to know where she was. It just seemed like she was getting nowhere. The boilers just continued and continued. It appeared like she was just walking in place. Well, not anymore. Katherine turned left instead of just walking straight, or in place…or whatever.

Just as she turned, she stopped abruptly. Instead of a closed end, which Katherine was expecting, there was a metal door that was slightly open.

Katherine felt the familiar feeling of curiosity. She cautiously stalked toward the ajar door. When what seemed like an eternity, she finally arrived to it. She placed her hand on the warm golden doorknob and shoved the door open.

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Katherine's eyes snapped open just before she was able to see the stuff in the strange room.

She sighed in frustration and tried to imagine what could have been in that room besides boilers and catwalks. Just as she was about to give up, her radio turned on by itself.

Her eyes widened and she slowly turned her head to the radio as its began station finding on its own.

Katherine kept her eyes on the radio, listening to herself breathe as quietly as possible, waiting for the radio to decide on a station. A few seconds went by, and the radio finally stopped on a station Katherine never heard. She listened to the lyrics of the unfamiliar song in udder confusion and fear.

…Like a little girl

cries in the face

of a monster

that lives in her dreams…

The radio snapped off. Odd. Katherine stared at the radio in the dark in total bewilderment. Was she still dreaming? Her head swiveled over to the end of her bed, and she drew the blankets up to her chin as she heard a man's demonic chuckle.

"Kath-er-ine…" The unseen man whispered in a sing-song voice.

"Who's th-there?" Katherine stuttered. Another low chuckle.

Suddenly the floor began to shake violently. Katherine was sure her parents couldn't feel it, or they would be in here by now. She screamed and gripped the side of her bed to keep from falling to the floor. Then as unexpectedly as it started, it stopped.

Katherine sat up in fear, still staring at the foot of the bed.

She wanted to scream as a figure emerged, but all she could do was watch as she first saw an old worn out fedora, then a horrible crisp face of a man who used to be young and attractive. Next, came a filthy, tattered red and green horizontal striped (Christmas) sweater. Then the rest of him was clad in dirty brown pants. On his right hand he wore a leather glove. On four of his fingers there was a single deadly blade on each one. Blood could barely be seen on them.

The man spread his arms wide, grinning devilishly.

"Heeeerrrrssss FREDDY!!!!" He yelled beginning to cackle.

Katherine opened her mouth to scream, but as if right on cue, the man called Freddy jumped onto her straddling her struggling body between his knees. He clicked his blades, and fanned them out in front of her face. She gasped and her whole body went rigid as she stared at the sharp steel blades. She could see her scared reflection in them. Freddy put his pinky blade against her cheek right next to her eye.

She gazed into the man's blazing eyes and he stared back. He slowly ran his blade down her cheek cutting deeply into her skin. She winced in pain and began to whimper.

Freddy glanced at his work, then back at Katherine with his head cocked to the side, and had a horrible wide smirk on his face. Suddenly, he nodded for some strange reason. Katherine became more frightened, and began to struggle again. Freddy stopped her by digging his knees painfully into her side. She watched in horror as Freddy raised his bladed arm high into the air, and she screamed as he quickly brought them down.

Katherine's parents rushed into the room to find their daughter flailing all over her bed like she was having some kind of seizure. They ran over to her, grabbed her shoulders and shook her roughly. Katherine kept struggling for a few seconds and screaming, and then she finally stopped.

"Kasey! Are you okay?" Her Dad said.

"I'm okay." Katherine answered simply.

"What happened? We you were screaming-"

"It was just a nightmare." Katherine interrupted.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No Mom. I'll just go back to sleep. It's going to be okay."

"Alright honey." She cooed, petting Katherine's hair. She leaned down and kissed Katherine's sweaty forehead. Then they got up and left the room, turning out the lights.

Katherine suddenly remembered the cut on her cheek. Wouldn't her parents have noticed? Maybe not. Her hand flew up to her face to touch a non-existent wound. She looked at her shaky hand to see that there was no blood. Unbelievable. The nightmare felt so real. But maybe that's all it was. It was probably just a regular normal nightmare.