Chapter 8- A tormented mind

Hunter didn't leave Kane's side. "Come on Kane, wake up! WAKE UP!" he screamed.

There was no movement as the medical staff was prepared to haul Kane out of the locker room, a sudden movement caught Triple H's attention. Kane's hand grabbed Hunter's wrist. His chest started to move up and down in a breathing motion. "Kane?" he asked.

Slowly his eyes opened. They moved lazily back and forth in his head. "Coffee… now" Kane moaned. Hunter called for coffee, which Shawn brought. Kane drank it down as he cringed from his wounds.

"What in God's name protected you in there?" Shawn demanded.

Kane gave them both a sinister look, yet a grin came over his face. "Kane" was his simple answer. "Kane isn't afraid of anything, not even to die. Not to mention someone else dwells in his mind"

"You're scaring me man!" Triple said.

"Jacob" Kane whispered his eyes fully open now as he looked about the room. "Damn, I was saved by my alter ego,"

"Are you kidding me? Our alter egos have their own mindset?" Shawn asked.

"Think about it. When we go out to the ring, we aren't the men who we are with families. We're rough, tough sons of bitches!" Kane announced. "I'm surprised I made it as far as I did…." Kane looked about him, seeing he was on a gurney and a white blanket was mainly covering him. "What's with the blanket?" he asked.

"Uh… you had no pulse for a while" Hunter explained.

"Oh, that probably explains the blood dripping down my back. I think I was nearly scared to death…. Oh" Kane took the blanket off and showed a fresh wound around his ankle. "Jacob as a hell of a throw"

Hunter was speechless. "How can they have protected you?" he asked.

Kane didn't even know for sure, yet he saw it happen…. Didn't he? "At first, I lost the dream state I was in when Freddy came at me with his claws. Next thing I knew a chain hand come around my ankles and pulled me away just in time. I was pulled into another part of my mind… a dark part… Kane's mind"

"Weird, do we all have that?" Shawn asked.

Kane sighed aloud, unable to explain if it were so. "I don't know. But Kane has personified himself and Jacob. Perhaps it's a side effect of the presences of Freddy, I don't know for sure"

"Well that's all well and good, but how the hell does it help us?" Triple H demanded. "Freddy won't be lured into your mind again since he knows of those who. Who else is there that could stop them…."

Kane smirked as he stared at Triple H. "You"

"ME!" he yelled.

"Think about it, you, the man Paul. Who has Triple H in your mind, and Grimwood!"

Hunter rolled his eyes. "No way man, I wasn't even a half vampire in the movie, I have no persona of that…"

"No, but I have one" Taker stood in the room, eavesdropping on their conversation. "Maybe I can do something"

"Taker, you survived him twice, third time is the charm for him!" Shawn protested.

"I know, but I cannot stand the thought of him going after my family. My girls have had nightmares. It won't be long… I'll do it," he said.

"You ain't going alone in there" Kane snapped. "There has to be a way to dream walk, in the movie it was a power. But how do we know if one of us has it?"

"It's a risk that must be taken. Let me try. The Undertaker after all has a connection to the shadows" Taker spoke aloud.

"What time is it anyway?" Kane asked.

"Five in the morning."

"It's going to be either use or him, I ain't letting him take anyone else!" Hunter announced.

There was a sudden scream in the locker room, many of them.

Triple H, Taker and Shawn ran about to see what had occurred. Kane got off the gurney and limped after them.

Hunter came to the woman's locker room. Melina was dead. "We were taking shifts sleeping!" explained Maria.

Melina was covered from head to toe in makeup. On her body written in lipstick and blood was. "Maybe she was born with it…"

"He's a sick bastard," Hunter growled.

"Triple H, we lost a few more here!" Shawn called.

In the locker room on the other side, Triple H saw his fellow wrestlers dead on the ground. Mark Henry, his arms contorted and twisted beyond that of breaking a bone. His legs were broken and shattered. Perhaps he tried to lift a great weight. Beside him lay the rest of the Spirit quad. "Oh God" Hunter whispered. The Spirit Squad's bodies were contorted as if they were making letters with their bodies, the message was clear. Johnny was a D, Mitch was an I, Nicky was an E as Mickey became an explanation point. Freddy was going to make everyone die at his hands

Taker had just come into the room. "He got Shane McMahon," he said grimly. "Suffocated like Vince"

"He went for the like father, like son MO huh?" Shawn spoke bitterly.

"Guys, it's litterly do or die now. We have to stop Freddy!" Hunter announced.

"HOW!" yelled back the Great Khali. "We cannot stop him! None of us can!"

"We can, and we will. Kane's got an idea…" Hunter spoke.

"Kane's last one didn't work now did it!" Khali snapped back.

Taker had it. He stared up at Khali. "He did something that nearly killed him for your ass. Shut the hell up about him, or I'll make sure Freddy doesn't get a shot at you… Because I'll be through with you!" Taker warned.

Khali became silent as Taker turned to Kane. "What do we do?" he asked.

Kane took a moment to think, wondering how Freddy could be stopped. "We can't kill him, but perhaps we can trap him"

"How?" Hunter asked.

"In someone's mind" Kane replied….