To everyone else, Joey was sleeping peacefully in his hospital room. It was mid afternoon, and there hadn't been much action since earlier this morning. Joey's parents were still in the waiting room going over paperwork with Dr. Sims, and Alice was preparing herself to find him.

The struggle had been the worst, Joey's guy reaction was just to run the opposite way the second he saw Dr. Sims. Why was she here? Why did his parents do this to him? Everything was over within a couple of seconds, one of the paramedics knocked him hard to the ground, making a deep throbbing start on his left shoulder blade, and so he fought back as they held him down. He tried to best to get away, and the last few things he saw was Alice trying to go to him and hearing her scream.

Then the stern eyes of Dr. Sims and his parents as they dug the needle deep into his arm. He knew what this meant, he knew it was over and there was nothing left to do. He would be drugged and then trapped inside this nightmarish hell without any escape.

"YOUR KILLING ME!"

He saw the reactions on his parents face as he screamed up to them, but they needed to hear the truth. Eighteen or so years ago they thought they were doing right for him, trying to cover up the past and protect him…little did they know they were sealing their unborn son's fate. Now here he was sedated, unable to wake himself from this sinking abyss he was slowly going into.

At first it was nothing, then slowly, very slowly flashes of his mind started to appear in front of him. As the nurse did her checks she saw him laying there and his eyes darting back and forth under his eyelids…he was dreaming.

In the dream little memories of Western Hills came back to him. Back when he was silenced, back when he along with the others tried everything in their will power to be believed and stay alive.

But the ones he saw were only good ones. Happy memories back at Western Hills, ones of his friends back at group laughing and little things that happened between them.

They loved each other like a family. All of their faces, all linked together, all the Elm Street's children. Here he was the last, but something about the warm sunlight coming in from the gated windows, the laughing in the rooms, his friends…all together.

Then his eyes slowly fluttered open.

He was darkness, cold beads of water dripped from the ceiling down on his forehead. His expression changed and he opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the dream now…in one of Western Hill's rooms. But no…it wasn't the clean cut hospital he stayed in. This seemed to be the empty skeleton of what used to be the hospital. Unused and falling apart, moonlight streaming in through the rusted windows. Old crumpled leaves and dust blew around the creaking floorboards. It seemed deserted and an empty old falling apart shell.

He was laying on one of the floors, blinking again he sat up slowly and looked around.

The room was empty.

A slight chill went through him as he looked around, the wind outside blew strong and brushed across his hair. He sat there for a moment as the moonlight trickled against his eyes and then heard a faint singing.

"One two Freddy's coming for you…"

Joey took a second and heard it again, faint and soft.

"Three four better lock your door…"

Joey heard it coming outside of the room, into the dark hallway, picking himself up he went towards the voice, so soft and gentle like a child's.

He walked out barefoot into the empty hallway. Only the thin moonlight lit his way as he walked down the hall, getting closer and closer towards the voice. Looking around he saw empty rooms with old frames of beds, and left over medical equipment. He could hear the voice closer now, with caution he walked towards the doorway of one of the rooms.

Looking in he saw the entire room was empty, other then the wide windows looking up towards the darkened night sky, and a small child sitting in the center of the room.

Joey took a second and watched as the child finished the song.

The child looked no older then four or five. It was a little boy dressed in a dirty long night shirt. The boy was kneeled down beside what looked to be the small doll house of 1428 Elm that Kristen made.

The boy rocked back and forth, his back facing Joey as he sung.

"Nine ten never sleep again."

His voice was like an angel's, Joey blinked and then the boy spoke, almost making him scream.

"I'm sorry about what happened."

Joey looked.

"What?"

The boy turned around, Joey never thought he saw such wide blue eyes in his life.

"About what happened, you were the last."

Joey walked slowly into the room, not taking his eyes off the child.

The boy looked back at the house and sighed, Joey bit his lip and walked closer, looking down at him.

"What's your name?"

"Jacob…what's yours?"

"Joey…what are you doing here, aren't your parents worried about you?"

"No, they don't care about me."

Joey felt a very uneasy feeling as he watched the boy.

"I bet that isn't true…"

The boy's eyes started to fill with tears, without any warning he wrapped his arms tight against one of Joey's legs.

"Please don't go!"

Joey almost jumped back looking at him.

"What?"

Jacob sobbed against Joey's leg.

"Please don't go, you'll make Alice sad, she'll be all alone."

"How do you know Alice?"

The boy kept crying.

Joey raised an eyebrow before the boy looked up at him, shaking and tears rolling down his face.

"Please don't go daddy."

Joey almost choked, his entire heart skipped a beat.

"What?"

The boy continued crying as Joey with ease kneeled down and took him into his arms.

"Let me see you…"

He lifted the boy's head and stared at his wide big eyes, both looked at each other in almost pure amazement for a few moments before Joey used his finger to wipe one of Jacob's tears away.

Both locked eyes as Jacob kept looking at him, then the screeching of the claws came. Joey spun around and heard them again.

They were coming from the dark closet across the room.

Still holding Jacob he looked at the closet and felt his heart begin to pound in his chest. Slowly he rose up leaving the child there and started towards the door.

Jacob watched as Joey approached the door and leaned in closer to see whatever it was through the thick darkness. At first he saw nothing and only heard his heart beat louder inside him.

Then…

Freddy's face popped out and hissed in his face.

"Missed me?"

Joey screamed as Freddy tackled him down on the ground. Both went crashing against the floorboards as Jacob jumped back.

Joey felt his entire body freeze underneath Freddy, biting down on his tongue to hard he drew blood and then looked up at his evil black eyes.

Freddy gazed down at the warrior he was still yet to kill, and used his knifes which shinned against the moon to touch one of Joey's cheeks. Joey looked up at him as Freddy smiled.

"Joey…"

Joey then knew this was it, before Freddy had time to react Joey brought up his knee with all his might against Freddy. Freddy screamed in pain as he started to roll with him. Joey then eyed Jacob one last time and screamed…

"RUN JACOB RUN!"

The boy took off down the dark hallway as Alice stood in her bedroom. Slowly things started to shift around and spin. Felling light headed she held her forehead as she started to slowly back up.

Then taking a deep sigh and feel backwards onto her bed. One moment she was there, the next crashing through into Joey's dream world with a crash.