Alice and Debbie stood side by side outside apartment door and took a second to themselves before ringing the bell. Alice hadn't slept in days…in fact she had lost complete tract of all time as a whole. All she did know was Joey was dead now and she was the one who had to stop it.
As far as she knew since she was the only one with the power that could still dream of Krueger, that if she stopped dreaming all together that she wouldn't be able to pull anyone else in.
Joey was the last of the Elm Street children, and she was the only one that could bring souls to him. She knew the more powerful he became the harder it would be to stop him…most of all know that she was all alone.
She was loosing her mind and didn't even care right then if she lived or died. Looking at Debbie she nodded and pressed the button. A few moments later after hearing some movement from inside the apartment she heard an older man's voice, most likely looking at the two teenage girls from the peep hole.
"Hello?"
Debbie looked at Alice again as she brushed her hair back, revealing her tried pale face and spoke.
"Dr. Gordon?"
"If you're the press…"
"No, my name is Alice Johnson this is my friend Debbie we drove all the way from Springwood."
"What do you want?"
Alice looked at Debbie again.
"Fred Krueger is back, and I'm sure you read about the others in the paper."
There was silence for a long time and Debbie started to look uneasy as Alice felt her eyes start to fill up with tears.
Clearing her throat she took a step closer.
"Please sir, all of our friends are dead…my brother…please Joey told me you would help."
Tears began to roll down her face as the sound of the locks being undone filled the air. Both waited as Dr. Gordon poked his head out. Right away Alice noticed that this man must have been in his late thirties, but from the dark circles and stick thin body he looked around fifty or so. His rather blank and worried eyes studied the two girls before letting them inside.
Alice knew very little about Dr. Gordon, only that he knew about Freddy and helped them back in Western Hills. She knew whatever he had she needed it as much as anyone else. As much as she wanted Joey with her, she knew she had to be strong and level with his man. All ready sitting in his low rent apartment she could tell anyone involved with this had lost everything.
He excused himself about how messy the place was, and cleared some papers and files off the old leather bound couch in the living room. Offering them coffee they drank from yellow chipped mugs and he sat across from the two of them and told Alice he wanted to know everything…he had only read as much as the reports would detail in from the newspapers.
Alice tried to speak as frank as she could. But the more and more she talked it seemed as if she was slowly falling into a deep black hole in much everything seemed unbelievable. She told him about how close she was with Kristen and how she was dating her twin brother Rick. Talking back on these memories brought her such a false mirror image of what life was like before life and death were in her hands.
She told them about Kincaid and how Kristen and Joey had told them, about her dream with Kristen and the power she was given. She then went on about how she accidentally brought in people only to have them be killed. The last had been her brother, and that's when Joey and her tried to escape to see him.
She told him about the dream and how she found out at the hospital he had died. Tears all ready running a steady stream down her face she knew Joey had given his life for her.
Dr. Gordon didn't say a word through the whole story, his thin dark eyes nodded at almost every word and seemed to be thinking back on something else. She could tell he cared for Joey, Kincaid, and Kristen as if they were his own. Everything they had fought for was now finished.
He kept asking how Freddy could of come back, neither one of them had an answer, so with a second cup of stale tasting coffee he went on about the suicides and medical practice he did back in Western Hills. He spoke about the treatments and groups and how before everything had happened they took Kristen into the hospital as a full time patient.
Dr. Gordon had been transferred after the whole Western Hills scandal to a small practice a few town's over. Closer towards the city and now out of Springwood seemed to be doing the best for him. His tiny little office seemed to be one of the main places he spent most of his hours and it showed in his face.
After the trial and Joey and the others were taken out of Western Hills, Dr. Gordon returned to New York for a short period of time, telling them it might be for the best not to make contact for a while…but in case anything happened he left both of his addresses just in case.
Now here they were, less then a year later and somehow everything had started happening again.
Dr. Gordon had become obsessed with it all, now turning whatever life he had left into why everything had happened, and whatever knowledge he got out of the dreams. Now he saw Alice was disparate, and close to death…all alone he looked at the girl who had been sucked into this world she never should of ever seen.
He told them everything about what happened the last week, between the deaths, the group and most of all Nancy.
He told Alice as much as he could about her, and the true story behind it all. He spoke of the dream powers and Joey's coma and how both of them went their own ways that faithful night to stop it all.
He told her about the car yard, and everything that had happened and afterwards. The trial, and how everything was lost.
Alice took in everything he told her, somehow knowing made her feel stronger as if maybe she could out smart whatever it was.
They both had lost everyone, and both shared the same fear.
Dr. Gordon felt so guilty he hadn't been there for them, and how so many had died and given up to see them go on. He understood where Alice was coming from.
He told her as much as he could but everything was so painful…here he was in hiding, so scared of the monster who had killed the kids he would of liked to call his own. He told them about what he had done with his remains and how over the past year he became more powerful wherever he was resting. Looking into her eyes he told her the last of what he knew about Freddy, counting Amanda and what had happened so many years ago.
Thinking about that sent chills through Alice.
"Why did he come back?"
"I guess the same reason for the past seven years or so…to finish the job he started."
"In killing all the children?"
"Yes, you see Freddy's only reason for coming back was to kill off the parent's children of who killed him in the first place, once that was over he no longer had the strength nor the energy to keep killing people out of his reach."
"So Joey was the last?"
"Yes…and the only way to get to these new kids is from you from Kristen's power…the more souls he gains the more powerful he will become and be able to break from whatever lock hold this is to only kill for revenge."
"How will he die?"
"I don't know Alice, there's no one left…and the more powerful he becomes the harder it will be to stop him."
Dr. Gordon slowly shook his head as Alice took another sip of her coffee.
"If he's still alive after killing the last of the elm street children, this means he gained powerful through you."
"Joey talked about a drug…Hypnocil."
Dr. Gordon looked at her.
"He told me what it did and how it was taken off the market since it was one of the main sources for being blamed against the teenagers…he told me you couldn't dream taking it.
Dr. Gordon explained that yes he did know and dealt with the drug, in fact that was the reason why Nancy hadn't dreamed of Freddy until she went back to Western Hills. He told her it was a dangerous drug…in fact Nancy and himself were blamed for the deaths and for giving the kids those drugs.
Thinking back he remembered how one of the nurses found Joey's chest cut up in his hospital bed right after Nancy had seen him. How could anyone ever blame such a sweet and beautiful angel like Nancy…she only wanted to help.
Alice told him that what Joey thought was maybe if she took them she would no longer dream, or dream of him…no one to dream, no one to bring him others, and soon he would grow weak without any force to bring or have the need to kill anymore.
Dr, Gordon agreed, the only reason Freddy could still come back was to kill the last of the Elm Street children, once all bloodlines were cut he only had Alice left…if she couldn't dream it would be over…right?
They talked together until early morning when Dr. Gordon gave Alice as much information as possible. He wrote down his number and told her to call him in case anything would happen.
Then he went to his closet and gave Debbie and her two huge boxes…they were filled with as much Hypnocyl as he could offer. He told the girls how to use the drug and if they didn't dream…it must have been over.
Saying their final goodbyes they drove back to Springwood and made a plan about the drugs. Stashing one box at Debbie's and the other in Alice's basement. They didn't know if it would work, but something about the doctor's eyes made Alice want to believe him.
And so Alice went into her bedroom that morning and looked at the bed sighing. She set up the photograph on her nightstand and took two pills.
And that night…she didn't dream.
Before shutting her eyes tears began to flow through them.
She wished she could just screw if all and fall asleep without any worries, but Joey wanted this, he wanted her to survive.
"Now I lay we down to sleep…"
"I pray the Lord my soul I keep…"
And so she slept.