Joey's funeral took place on a rainy late afternoon five days after he was pronounced dead.

Word spread quickly and there were a million rumors floating around. Mr. Johnson decided to keep Alice home until school let out next week. After speaking to the principal he understood and excused Alice for the rest of her classes. Next year would be senior year anyways, and as far as everyone saw it the faster they closed this year the better.

For two whole months there had been five deaths in Springwood…all teenagers.

Alice was released from the hospital right away, written off as a poor kid who just had herself a nervous breakdown due to everything that had happened. When Dr. Sims tried to approach her in the parking-lot Debbie flashed her a look in a half and told her to go screw off.

Before pulling away Dr. Sims walked over to the passenger side where Alice sat with a tried glazed look over her puffy eyes and slipped her a card with her office number on it in case she ever wanted to talk. Alice hadn't really felt herself in these past few days…she just couldn't take it in that she lost him so easy like that.

If only she had fought harder, if only she had stayed with him.

She was so thankful Debbie was there with her, she really did believe her now as impossible as it seemed, and seemed to be the only one who now looked after her since as worried as her father was, he still couldn't kick his habit, and was away at the bars most of the time anyways. They were mourning as simple as was…they had lost so much now.

Alice stood further in the back with Debbie as a prayer was read out loud and close friends and family of Joey's all wept silently to themselves as the coffin slowly was lowered into the ground.

Watching that coffin be lowered into the darkness she knew now and forever that Joey was gone, cut off from the sun and most likely suffering with everyone else in Hell. She could of stopped all of this.

Debbie had brought up that maybe since Freddy had killed all the Elm Street children that he couldn't harm anyone else anymore. But Alice was too scared to fall asleep…every time she shut her eyes, even for a second she saw that blood pouring onto her from the sky above.

They had decided that tonight they would go to Dr. Gordon's. Alice still had the map that Joey had drawn out. A great deal of her didn't care anymore if she lived or died…or if it really was all over. But Debbie stayed strong and told her maybe once she got this drug and couldn't dream anymore…maybe that really would block any chance what so ever that more people would be killed.

As much as she didn't care she knew she had to do this. The police weren't looking at her anymore…as far as they knew since Joey had died there wasn't any reason to be nervous anymore.

Standing beside her friend, squeezing her hand she watched the crowd start to slowly gather away and walk back to their cars. She wished she still had the power to day dream, to just to like she did with Rick and pretend that Joey really wasn't dead…that none of this had really happened and the coffin would open and he would be there again with her…protecting her.

But no, the coffin stayed shut and rain began to pour on it.

Sighing she knew they would have to leave right away to make good time, Debbie offered to take her car.

She had never met this Dr. Gordon before, but somehow deep inside her she knew if Joey trusted her…she should to.

Before they even had a chance to turn away and start towards the car Alice's name was called out.

"Alice?"

Alice and Debbie looked and saw a very frail looking Mrs. Crusel. She no longer looked like the strong minded woman Alice had only met twice. The guilt of everything and loss seemed to be showing worse in her face now as the cloudy sky reflected against it.

Her husband stood a few feet away, her eyes raw from crying.

"Alice…I…"

Alice just looked at her as Mrs. Crusel sniffled in.

"Alice I just want to tell you how sorry I am, and that I knew Joey cared about you a great deal."

Alice had nothing to say to her.

Holding out something she looked at the young girl's eyes and knew everything her and her husband along with the other neighbors and friends of this town had risked was now all a waste.

They had tried to save their children, now they were no more. Was it him? No…her mind had gone to far to even think that. All she did know was she no longer had a son.

She held out the mullasian dream doll that Alice had noticed in Joey's room almost a month ago to the date. Looking back at that small china glass doll a million feelings and thoughts came back to her. That was back when she was shy and nervous, and just sitting in his bedroom made her life. Before things got bad and everything had happened.

She remembered the night she was over his house to, somehow having a fight with her father didn't even seem to bother her. She just sat in her room humming to herself and fixing the photographs on her mirror, thinking she was the luckiest girl in the world.

Now the dream was over, and she was awoke in a nightmare in which she couldn't escape.

"I think he would of liked for you to have had this."

Alice took the doll in her hands and noticed there was something else with it.

"I don't know what really happened, but I just want to thank you for being there with him, I hope we can talk sometime later."

Alice watched as her husband came over and both walked arm and arm back to the car.

Alice looked down at the doll and saw a photograph was with it. The same photograph she thought she saw in the back of Joey's locker so long ago.

It was a photo taken of Joey, Kristen, and Kincaid…maybe a year or so ago. They all looked to different and younger. Sitting on a brick wall outside the park and laughing.

The dream warriors.

Holding the doll and photograph she knew this was all she had to remember him by.

They reached the next sate around nine that night, the drive didn't seem that long and Debbie seemed dead set on helping her friend. Alice meanwhile read off the map and stared at the doll and photo as they past the tall buildings and drove to the exit they needed to take.

After searching for an hour or so they reached it.

822 Pickup Drive.

They looked up at the apartment building and gulped.

"You sure about this?"

"We need to try."

Both girls got out of the car and walked inside the building.