SilverDreams: Hey! The 2nd Chapter is now up, Just to warn you that there is going to be some bad language, hope you enjoy it!

Chapter one: A bad dream

This is where are story begins,

Inside this neighbourhood with homes and inns,

Everything around seems so cold,

Almost like a story, left untold,

Though as we travel through the empty street,

It all seems tidy, untouched and neat,

The place is deserted, no people to be seen,

It's like a mystery; I viewed from the screen,

As I travel more down town,

I come across a pub, I think it's the crown?

I slowly enter, with hope and suspicion,

Without thing twice about my bad decision,

I looked around once; the light was dim,

I looked around twice, I saw people, the landlord and… him?

There he was sat on the stool,

Away from the others, but still played it cool,

I looked at everyone as if they were blind,

But all I got was their miserable behind,

So I approached a guy, thinking he was all right,

Though as I got closer he seemed to be on fright.

"Excuse me?" I said making him look up,

"um.. Hi" he answered, placing down his cup,

"I was wondering if I could ask you something?"

Whilst pulled up a chair,

"Sure, anything." He replied,

Though keeping is worried stare,

"Do you know who he is?"

I pointed to the bloke,

"Him!" he squeaked, just beginning to choke.

"Yes who is he and what's wrong with his face?"

"Never go near him! He's a dirty no good waste!"

I looked at him as if he was pathetic!

"How dare you! He's probably been through hectic!"

"Yes but he's deserved it for what he's done, especially from his scars! Final warning, if you go near him, you will be sleeping with the stars!"

With that I stormed out furious, not knowing I was being followed,

Next thing I know I'm sinking in darkness, almost like being swallowed.

I now wake up with a pain in my head,

The view around me is a room of red,

I try to move but I'm chained to a pole,

Everything around me is machines and coal.

Then I hear it the cackle of laughter,

I was shaking for what will come after,

And then I see him through the steam,

I pray to myself, please wake up for it is just a dream.

As I watch him draw nearer and nearer,

It's blatantly obvious that he is a killer,

This is the same guy, which acted cool,

Though this time he seems more cruel.

He is now wearing a jumper with red and green stripes,

And an old brown hat, which could give anyone the Shiite's.

Last and the worst was his weapon of choice,

With one slash it could take my voice.

The ripped black glove on his right hand of burns,

Had four long blades attached to the fingers, which shined as he turned.

He knelt down beside me, gazed with interest,

I looked into his eyes, where the ice cold blue was at rest.

I told him with anger,

"I take it you're my murderer!"

He smiled like a wanker.

Not only that, I'm Freddy Krueger!"

With one slash, Jamie was dead,

Killed by the one and only freaky Fred.