Another Nightmare on Elm Street

by Rileyofthedead

Completed. Part 5 has been posted. Thanks again to everyone!

3. Part 3: Five, Six, Grab Your Crucifix

Rating T: Actually towards the end of this part (where Harry and Karen are in the Thompson house) I almost had them have a nudey scene. But I decided nay. Even thought it wouldn't be as disgusting as I've made it sound.

Disclaimer: Same as the last 2. I don't own NOES or it's charactrs. I just own this story.

Sidenote: Hola friends. Thanks again for reading and reviewing I feel so complemented. I've been lucky enough to get this story out before all the hardcore crap from school starts. I will be computerless Wednesday and Thursday for my class is going on a camping trip which I am so looking forward too. Also I finally got to watch 3-7 of the Nightmare series. Frankly 4-6, they were bleh. Funny as hell though especially Johnny Depp's cameo in the 6th one, but just bleh in plot. I did love New Nightmare. I love Heather Langenkamp. She's freakin awesome. It was so sad to see her die in Dream Warrirors. So anyway I've been thinking of doing another Nightmare story one that would kind of replace 4 and 5, but not 6 because even though I wasn't fond of the movie, I'll just leave it as that was how Freddy was killed. It will most likely a sequel to this one. If anyone has comments to say about that leave me a message, I'll be happy to read them. Sorry for talking too much. When you watch 5 movies until 3:30 in the morning, you might as well say something about them.

Another Nightmare on Elm Street:

Part Three: Five, Six, Grab your Crucifix

For the longest time Karen had the impression that Nancy would look like a psycho. Now standing right in front of her, she was proven wrong. And to her surprise, she didn't look like the victim of a homicidal maniac. She looked normal. Like a college student.

"How do you know who I am?" Karen said, after realizing nothing had happened for a while. "I've been watching you. Well the whole neighborhood really. I got wind of Wendy Dobber, and I came back to Springwood."

"So then you really did know about Freddy Kruger."

Nancy didn't seem to like to hear his name, she said, "Sadly yes. He killed my mom and all my friends when I used to live here. I was the first one to stop him successfully. I was hoping it would be the only time."

"You stopped him before? How? Tell me what you know about him." Karen began to spitball all these questions, Nancy stopped her. "Wait a minute, I have to ask a few things too. But I'd rather not do it out here. You live right over there right?"

"Yes, follow me."

The two women walked over to her house, entering through the backdoor and stopping in the kitchen. "Wow, this is just like I remembered it." Nancy sighed to herself, taking inventory on everything she was looking at. Karen showed her to the living room, where Nancy sat on the big leather chair, comfortably like she was just a friend here to visit. "Everyone said you were crazy, no one has ever believed your story." Karen said, Nancy rolled her eyes moaning, "Well I won't lie to you. It is about half-true. Ever since Daddy moved me out of the house, he's been wanting me to get help. But not one damn doctor has ever listened to me. So I just take Hypnocil to keep Fred Kruger out of my dreams."

"What's Hypnocil?"

"It's a sleeping deprivation pill. It's technically not legal yet, but the doctors at psych wards use it on people…well people like us. We can't sleep because of our dreams, and it ruins ourselves. From inside the mind to outside of the body."

Karen stared at her with amazement, but that didn't stop her from talking. "Where have you been then? I read an article saying you broke out of a hospital."

Nancy shifted her wait, "Well whatever article that was is nothing but bullshit. I was at a hospital three states over under some test studies for sleeping. But I gave up and walked away from them. That's when I heard about Wendy. I got here last night, about the time I saw you leave your friend's house this morning."

"So it was you. I was afraid it was my dad watching me."

"I know how that feels. My Daddy is an officer too. He's never seemed to truly understand what I've been through. They say that he's just in our imaginations, not knowing the truth. And with no one to believe in you, you die alone and hopeless. That's why I came back. To help you and your brother. I've been following the police all day too. I heard them talk about your brother, Danny, and I'm sorry it happened. That's horrible, for Freddy to torture him like that."

"But you said that you had stopped Freddy before. Why did he come back then?"

Nancy stood up, strolling over to the windows, pulling back the blinds and looking across the street. Her car was still parked there and so was the house. "Is anyone in that house home?"

"No, I don't think so. But Nancy what does that have to do-"

"Just follow me. I'll explain it all there."

They left the house once again, making their way over to Harry's house. The front door seemed to be locked. But Karen knew that there was a hidden key under the flower pots his mom had by the door. She unlocked the house, put the key back, and followed Nancy inside. All of this, was overwhelming for Nancy. The last time she had been here, was the night everything happened. Her mom, Glen Lantz, and Freddy. Nancy began to walk up the stairs, still having said nothing. Karen trailed behind her like a shadow, with some hope in her heart. That maybe, this nightmare could end. Nancy's hand outreached the walls, gliding as they barely touched anything. Nancy opened the door to Harry's room, and stood there in the frame for sometime.

"How long has this been going on Karen? The murders, I mean."

"Well I'm not sure. Wendy only died two nights ago. But you said that you had been here since then, so you knew all about that."

"I did. But how long has Freddy been here, just to be here?"

"Harry said he hadn't been sleeping for two weeks. I only saw him for the first time last night."

"Then he must be pretty powerful right now. He feeds off the energy that everyone gives him. If you believe in him that is. Now that he's gotten to a lot of people already, he'll be harder to fight."

"He's already attacked Danny, and killed Wendy and Tiffany. How do we fight him? What do you know about this place?"

Nancy swept some of her hair back, staring around the room, "Well from what I've experienced, you have to be stronger than him. You can't just let him sweep you away into his dream-world or you're doomed."

Karen pondered for a moment, "Have you been in his Dream-world before?"

"Not necessarily. His primary base is the boiler room where the parents of Springwood killed him. Including my mother."

"Your mom helped burn him?"

"And a number of other parents. Don't be surprised if your own did it too."

"My mom died just two years ago. Freddy killed her." She said, with a frown on her face. Nancy turned to her looking sympathetically, "Then you might want to face the facts, that she could have been involved. Maybe even your Dad. How long have you been in Springwood?"

"My parents lived here a few years, than moved out to Boston, and we moved back here right before Mom died."

"Did they live here in 68'?" Nancy asked, Karen didn't answer. She wasn't sure she thought they had. "Half of the parents here are crazy because Fred killed their children. And after your brother's attack I'm sure your Dad is going off the wall."

Karen hadn't thought of this, not any of it. She wondered whether her parents had been involved in Freddy's murder. It would be a reason as to why Molly died. But that didn't explain why everyone was dead now, "But Nancy, why is Harry being attacked by him? He's only been here a year."

She looked up at the ceiling with gloom, "It's the house. This is Freddy's stalking grounds. And also he used to live here before he was killed. Even if he hadn't heard of him before, that wouldn't matter living here. But he can be stopped Karen. It's possible, I know it. We just need an idea."

"Maybe we can go talk to Danny, he's sure to know something about the dream-world."

"Probably more than I have since I've drugged it all away."

Nancy began to say something when she paused. They heard a car pulling up outside, it was Harry's parents. Nancy and Karen bolted out of the room, thumping down the stairs, and flying out the backdoor. They carefully crept down on their haunches, sneaking around the side of the house. They saw Mrs. Scader weeping dreadfully as she stood inside the living room with a telephone in her hand. It had occurred to Karen that she hadn't seen or heard from Harry since she saw him at school. She didn't see him in the house with them, so she wondered if something had happened.

"Get the car started, I need to talk with his parents." Karen whispered to Nancy, she shook her head, "No we need to go."

"But Harry isn't with them. I think something happened to him." Her voice became concerned, Nancy finally agreed, "Ok but make it quick. It'll take us a few minutes to get downtown."

"Right." The girls separated. Nancy continued to crouch as she made it to her car, hoping no one saw her. This is one thing she did learn from the crazies at the clinics, that they were all sneaky and invisible. That they were only heard and seen when needed and disappeared the rest of the time. Nancy sat in the car, her hands on the wheel, watching Karen walked up to the house. In the passenger seat was her bag, filled with pills and sleeping drugs. She grabbed the bag and shoved it in the back seat. Karen stepped up to the front door and knocked politely. Mr. Scader came, his furry eyebrows not at all hiding the terror in his eyes.

Karen was afraid to ask, "Hi Mr. Scader, is Harry home?"

"I'm sorry to tell you Karen, but there's been an accident. Harry's at the hospital."

She took an awkward step back staring at him, "What happened?"

"We don't know. But he was apparently stabbed a few times. He's alright for now."

"Would it be ok if me and my cousin," She turned to Nancy who remained still in the car, "Went and saw him?"

She was surprised by her own calmness. Seeing Tiffany's body, learning all this stuff about Freddy, and meeting Nancy, really just swept her off her feet. What was one more attack going to do? Just as Mr. Scader had uttered the words "I think it'll be alright," Karen darted off the step and ran over to Nancy's car. She took a cold shudder and suddenly began to cry. She explained to Nancy what Mr. Scader had said, which made the woman grip the wheel as hard as she could. Nancy talked Karen down as she pulled away from the house, that now she was loathing all over again.

"I-I don't know if he's still alive…" She sobbed, Nancy shaking her head and sighing. "It takes a lot of power for someone to survive an attack from Freddy. You're very lucky that Harry is still alive. Do you know what happened?"

"No. But-but Roger had to be with him. This couldn't have happened just a few minutes ago. Take a left here."

Nancy did as she was told, turning down another strip of the neighborhood passing the highway. Karen directed Nancy to drive down three blocks towards a house like none different from the others, until they found the Noles' home. Karen and Nancy got out of the car and hurried up the driveway. Karen banged on the door until Roger opened the back door seeing the two ladies standing in front of the screen.

"Karen?"
"Roger I need to know what happened to Harry." She said immediately. Roger held the door open wider, he was in some torn jeans and a large t-shirt. His face was still as puny as it had been earlier. "Tell me what happened to Tiffany."

"I already told you, she was attacked. And you damn well know who did it. Now open the fucking door and tell me what Freddy did to Harry!"

Nancy stood quietly, looking back at Karen and then to Roger. He stared at Nancy for a few moments, judging her and then asked, "Whose she?"

"Nancy Thompson, please –uh- Roger, just open the door." She eagerly said, Roger finally unlatched the lock to the screen door as they shoved themselves inside. "Whoa-whoa, wait a minute I know who you are. You were that chick from 84' I remember you now. You lived on Elm Street right?" Roger said, staring at Nancy like rare possession. Nancy only nodded, "Yes but that was then. All of my friends are dead, but you still have a chance to live. You have to tell us what happened."

Karen stared at Roger with tears in her eyes, she repeated herself, "What happened to Harry? Why is he at the hospital?"

Roger shook his head, throwing his hair back and groaning, "It didn't make sense ok. I don't even think it was real."

"It had to be! Otherwise he'd be ok!"

"He was sleeping ok!" Roger yelled in Karen's face, tired by her emotions, "Then the guy just fucking flipped out of his seat and all of a sudden he was bleeding. Right here," He pointed to his chest area, showing with his fingers where the cuts were coming from, "Then it was like someone had broken his nose and all this blood started to gush out,"

Nancy stood by Karen, watching her reactions, mainly just standing and listening to him, Roger spun around pointing to his back, "Then like out of nowhere he flipped around and these four big slashes came across his back. I'm serious. I got Mr. Sanders and he told me to go call the police."

"What happened after that?"

"I don't know, he seemed to just be unconscious after that. When the ambulance came he started to wake up, but he began to fight them. They tried to sedate him but he kept yelling at them, something about Kruger. That he was going to kill him. That he was going to die if they put him back to sleep."

"Oh God…" Karen gasped, cupping her mouth, "What did they do? Is he still asleep?"

"I don't know, that's all I saw. I swear."

Nancy turned to Roger, "How long ago did this happen?"

"I dunno, maybe two hours ago. But you gotta tell me what happened to Tiffany. I told you what I knew, now you have to do the same."

"We don't know, that's the problem, I only saw her after they had sacked her up. Freddy gutted her and stabbed her in the leg, or at least I think so."

Roger crossed his arms, "So you really think its Kruger. And you too?"
Nancy nodded her head, "I don't think, I just know. Karen, we should go to the hospital."

"No! I have to know if he's alright. Right now." She said, staring at Nancy directly in the eye. Roger wasn't really following her, "So what do we do? Beat you over the head with a frying pan?"

Nancy sighed and pulled the keys out of her pocket, "Karen wait. We need a plan. You can't just go in by yourself. We'll go to the hospital and make sure Harry and Danny are ok. Then we can help them."

Karen took a small breath, "Alright. Lets go then."

"Roger, come with us."

He looked taken aback, shaking his head, "What hell no! I'm not going anywhere near psycho-killer land."

Nancy was displeased and grinded her teeth, "It's called Dream-world. And we need your help."

"My help? What do you want me to do?"

She found the car key and stuck it in Roger's face, "For now, I want you to lock up your house and get in the car with us. Come on Karen."

Karen followed Nancy out the door as Roger groaned and began to leave too. He met them in Nancy's Chrysler and there was no time wasted as the car gained speed once on the highway.

Harry was laying in the hospital bed, strapped by two leather binds around his arms and legs. He had kicked a paramedic in the face when they tried to shoot him with a needle. They were surprised by his sudden strength despite he was in critical damage. Now, all that strength was gone, and he was lying there like a chopped up piece of meat. His back hurt, his face hurt, and his front hurt. He could hear the whole scene over again. He had woken up in the ambulance, he lurched over and tried to throw up, while the pain of his back took over. He had cried "Let me go! He's going to kill me!"

None of them had listened. And thus some sap got his face socked by his leg. The drugs had been injected in his veins and now he was trying not to sleep. His mouth was numb and he couldn't feel anything. So loudly in his head he was trying to talk to himself. But the room was beginning to blur, and darkness was surrounding him.

No…no more! I'm going to die! He thought he had yelled out loud. He realized that there were doctors in the room, monitoring him. He heard them murmur about how they might be able to release him into the ICU after he calmed down. The blackness came around the room, and once again Harry became drowsy. With barely any strength left, he blurted out, "You're killing me…"

The sleepiness smacked him right upside the head. Harry was out like a light.

The car arrived at the hospital in just a few minutes. Nancy pulled the car up the ramp, turning into one of the many filled parking spots. Roger unbuckled his seatbelt and snapped, "Ok we're here, but what if they don't us see him?"

"Then we can see Danny. He's probably sleeping too."

"Well how do you plan to go to sleep?"

Nancy answered for her, "There's some medicine in that bag sitting next to you. Take it and you'll be out in just a few. We'll wait for you, but we'll have to wake you up if anything happens. Do you understand?"

Karen nodded, Roger handed her the bag as she pulled out the bottle. She opened it and popped two pills and stuffed them in her pocket. Nancy then said, "Give yourself ten minutes Karen, any longer we might not be able to wake you up."

Karen only nodded her head, Nancy unlocked the car and the three of them got out. They investigated the hospital passageways until they found the floor they needed to be on. Once there, they walked down the bare hallways until they came to a receptionist desk. They asked for Harry Scader, who was apparently still in quarantine. Then they asked for Danny, the nurse looked up at Nancy, "And who might you be?"

Karen said, "I'm his sister. I need to see him. Please."

The nurse sighed and showed the three of them down the hallway to Danny's room. It was the one that Karen had been to last night, with Freddy. There was the little boy sleeping under the monitors, breathing deeply. Karen walked over to Danny, whipping the hair from his face, "Should I take them now Nancy?"

She looked back at Nancy who nodded her head. Roger was watching the boy rest, he didn't seem to look all that awful. Karen pulled the pills out of her pocket and stuck them in her mouth, swallowing them distastefully. She sat down in the chair, setting her watch for ten minutes. Nancy reassured her, "We'll be right here. Just make sure both of them are ok."

Karen nodded, Roger watched both of them, "And if they aren't?"

Nancy said forwardly, "Then we'll go in after them."

Roger didn't seem to like the sound of that. He frowned at Nancy as Karen tipped her head to the side, closing her eyes. She was comatose in just a few minutes. At first Karen was just sleeping, finally she entered a dream. She was freezing suddenly, with a chill of wind blowing past. She was out on the road, behind the guard rails of a highway. The sky was bleak, and the smell of rain sniffed in the air. Karen looked to her left and right, "Danny! Danny where are you! Hello? Anyone!"

As though someone had heard her, cars began to whiz down the highway, going to speeds up to 45 miles per hour. They cars all seemed to be various styles and colors, yet none of them had lights on and none had drivers in the cars, it disturbed Karen greatly. She didn't see anything happening, so she began to walk down the road, looking for her brother. "Danny!" She called, finally spotting another person out in the highway. There was a little boy standing in the road, looking curious at the cars. He was in his pajamas with little rockets on the pants, Karen's heart jumped when she saw Danny. She jumped over the railing, avoiding an oncoming car and ran up to him.

"Danny!" She cried, seeing him turn around and smile warmly as she approached. Karen knelt down and embraced him, "Oh my God, Danny are you ok? Why are you out here?"

He looked up at her, his eyes lost and in a daze, "I don't know. I just started walking and I ended up here."

She picked him up, holding him tightly, "Let's at least get out of the road. Have you seen Harry? We have to find him too."

"No, I'm sorry Karen. I've only heard screaming from far away."

She twisted her head, staring at the road, a car passed her, and then they were alone. They began to walk down the road, looking out on the fields, seeing nothing. It wasn't until they passed a turn lane that the thrill appeared. She looked at her watch and saw it had been 7 minutes now. Karen's arms were getting tired, and she asked Danny to walk with her. They held hands as she heard a car whizzing down the road. She looked behind her and saw a car swiveling to the left, speeding up and burning rubber. It was a Honda car, a dark green color. The woman behind the wheel was their mom.

"Mother…oh shit…" Karen gasped, "Danny we need to get out of the road. Come on,"

Before she could tug him away, a semi began hauling down the other lane. It showed a green and red coloring all down the back, and was going faster than what Karen found possible for the limit of speed for cars. Freddy was driving it, laughing and pressing on the pedal. "Road kill five o'clock!"

"Danny come on!" She ordered, beginning to run with him across the street. Their mother's car was just a few feet from them, when she suddenly yelled and made a sharp turn. There were the electrical posts standing with each other near the road, the Honda flew across the road, the two kids screaming, and made an impact with the posts. Freddy slowly began to break, barely missing them. "NO!" Karen screamed, watching the flames ignite with their mother, burning her body to a bloody crisp. Danny began to shake, "Mom! Mommy!" He cried. Freddy slowly stopped the truck. Stepping down and walking across the highway. He pulled Molly's body out of the car and threw her to the ground. She was black and charred, but he began to slash at her anyway.

"Leave her alone!" Karen yelled. Freddy stopped, meekly looking at her and looking back at Molly. Her face rolled to the side, a moaning painful tone echoing out, "You let him kill me…both of you!"

"Stop it!" Danny cried, scared out of his mind. Karen stood her ground however, "Kruger! Leave my mother alone!"
"Well didn't we have a big bowl of courage this morning?" He said, rolling his eyes and standing up. Danny grabbed Karen's leg as he began to draw near them, "He's coming closer!"

"I know why you did it Freddy. I know why you killed her."

He stopped, playing with his knives and asked, "And why's that?"

"She was one of the ones who burned you. She and my Daddy. Just like all the other parents in Springwood. And now you're making everyone pay."

"Correct Karen, and for the longest time everyone thought that I was dead. Well as you can see, my reign of terror is just beginning!" He began to laugh hysterically.

"I won't let you." Karen said sternly, staring at him with a powerful force of hate. Freddy looked at her, amused by her change in approach, "And you're suppose to be the fucking Godmother of Dream-world?"

He came closer to them, Danny's grip tightening up. Karen stood face to face with Freddy, their eyes angering at each others, "Come on Fairy-godmother, swing your wand and make me disappear."

She had thirty seconds left before Nancy and Roger would wake her up. "What would be the point of that? You'd only come back again." She sneered at him. Freddy took one glare at her and swiped his fist, socking her in the jaw. Karen fell down, landing on her arm, as blood began to spit from her mouth. "Karen!" Danny cried, he knelt down and held her. Freddy only began to laugh, "How sweet. Just remember that blood," He flashed his glove, "Is thicker than water."

"Hold on to me…" Karen muttered to Danny. There were 10 seconds left. She could feel someone calling her from the other side of reality, beginning to wake her up. Freddy began to swing his arm and drive it down, ready to impale the two into their deaths. Just as the razors made contact with Danny's back, they disappeared. Freddy missed, nearly losing his balance, and swore to the sky.

Nancy was staring at Karen with concern, Roger looked shocked. Danny began to moan in his sleep until his eyes shot open. Roger and Nancy turned to him, as he slowly sat up gasping and shaking. "He-he almost killed us…"

"Wait, did she wake him up?" Roger asked, Nancy nodded astounded, "She woke him up…but why is she still sleeping? That shouldn't have happened."

Karen's lip was bleeding, as her head was still tipped to the side. Nancy whipped her mouth as Danny said, "Nancy Thompson?"
She looked at him confused, "How do you know my name?"

"Because he talks about you…Freddy does. He knew you'd come back. And you did."

"I'm just trying to stop him like your sister. Danny, what happened? Why is she still sleeping?"

"I thought you'd know that." He replied innocently. Roger sighed, "Maybe she went into another dream. She was after all looking for him and Harry."

"Maybe you're right. We'll see what happens."

Karen was lying on the ground still, her mouth still sore, and her consciousness slowly regaining. But she wasn't cold, the atmosphere wasn't the same. Did she die? Was this heaven? Maybe she needed to open her eyes to see.

She didn't need to do that to know that Harry was right next to her, "Harry…"

"Karen? Wake up." He said, shaking her. She opened her eyes and saw him kneeling next to her. She shot up, grabbing him in a loving lock, never wanting to let go. "Oh God…I was so afraid that you were dead."

"I'm ok. He didn't get me yet." He said, returning her embrace. She looked around and saw she was still on the highway. But the sun was gleaming, and no one else was there. "Why are we still here? Where's Freddy?"

"You were in Danny's dream, he was almost going to get killed by Freddy. We're in your mind now, this is a safe place."

"And you found your way in," Karen asked, staring at him with uncertainty, "Or am I having a nightmare too?"

Harry said, "If I was Freddy, you would have been stabbed through the back by now. You got to believe me Karen, when you fell asleep I came into your dream. I can do that. I've been helping Danny too."

"You have?"

"A few times. Freddy's tried to get him before, but I've managed to pull him awake before it happens. Like what you did." He said, helping her stand up. She noticed that he was in his clothes from school, and not in a nightgown from the hospital. Like how Danny was in his pajamas even though she had seen him in a white smock. "How did you take me here?"

"When Danny woke up, the dream was over, so I pulled you into a nicer version of the highway. But we have to wake up. I don't know how long I can hold Freddy off before he finds us."

Karen nodded, "Your right, how can we wake up though? I took drugs to get to sleep, and I'm sure you've been sedated twenty times."

"We'll find a way." He assured her.

It was drawing to forty minutes now, Karen was still sleeping. "Try again!" Danny said eagerly. "This is bullshit Nancy, just slap her."

Nancy wasn't taken to Roger very easily. "Now who the hell is this Kruger guy? Why do you know so much about him?" Nancy sighed, "I thought you had heard about me."

"I did but everyone said you were some whacko from an asylum."

"Well do I look insane to you? I only know Freddy because I was the first person to ever stop him, but he found his way back in. It's because he's a legend, and you can kill a legend. You can only stop him for some time. Until someone starts to believe again. Once that happens, it's like he never left. That's why he came back."

Roger sat in the chair next to Karen, his mind tinkering away at his thoughts. "How'd you stop him before?" Danny asked, Nancy was standing near his bed, she looked kindly upon the boy and said, "It's hard to explain."

"Please give it a try, every Goddamn thing that's happened today has been hard to explain." Roger said, Nancy shook her head thinking. He said, "Well if you can't explain how you stopped him, then tell us who the hell he is. I think it'd be nice to know."

"Well ok. Fred Kruger was a child killer a long time ago, he'd abduct children and torture them. He was found out and was ready to be sent to jail when he got out free. And so the parents of Springwood all found him in his boiler room where he used to work, and they torched the bastard. But he came back alive. His face is all scared from the burns, and he wears a red and green sweater. And he has this glove," She held up her hand, turning her fingers into claws, "They have razors on them, that's how he kills you."

"That's what he tried to kill me with." Danny said, pulling his gown up and pointing to the bandages that covered the bloody slashes. "Then how'd he kill Tiffany? She was in her bathing suit when she died."

"That's how he gets you. If you fall asleep you die. He comes in our dreams, and whatever he does to you in there, happens out here. That's why Karen's lip was bleeding."

Roger stared at Karen, who was still sleeping. "Tiffany must have fallen asleep while she was outside, and he killed her by trying to drown her in the pool."

"How do you know all of this? Where'd you come from?"

"Well I guess it wouldn't be a lie if I said that I was still stir-crazy from watching my mother die. Daddy took me away from Springwood shortly after I stopped Freddy. And he tried to send me to all these hospitals because I was still etchy on sleeping. But none of them believed me, no one wanted to help me. So I started taking sleep deprivation pills. That's how I've been going for three years."

"But now you're back and so is Freddy. What now?"

She sighed, putting her hand on her face, "Now we have to make sure it never happens again."

A door was just a few feet from the traveling pair. Harry's pace was slower because he was still injured from earlier. Karen had to help him walk, for his back was what had been throbbing the worst. They stopped once they saw a door appear in the middle of the highway. The two of them just stared at it for a moment. "It's a trap." Karen indicated. Harry nodded, "Or a way out. But we should go through it."

"No, Freddy's gonna kill us if we do." She argued, "You don't know that. Maybe it could save us."

"We're safe now aren't we?"

"But we've been walking this highway for god knows how long and getting nowhere. Let's just go through the door." Karen didn't say anything, they just began to walk closer to it. It was like a door in an asylum, big, industrious, and metal. Harry pushed it open and all they saw was darkness. Karen pulled him back, shaking her head no. "It's a trap Harry!"

He began to say something, when Karen saw in horror, an arm come out from the bottom and grab his leg. Harry fell on his back, causing him to yell in pain, as the arm pulled him into the door. Karen screamed, pulling his arm, trying to get him away. But both of them were dragged into the door, with it slamming shut behind them. They were falling, it seemed to last forever. Karen didn't know if Harry was still with her while she fell, the darkness was beyond black. She finally felt something hit her and the darkness was gone. Karen's eyes finally opened to face a ceiling. She was lying on a bed, and Harry was right next to her. They were in his room.

From the looks of it, Karen had apparently fallen asleep in Harry's bed. For she was in her formal attire of pajamas, a tank-top and bottoms while he was in a t-shirt and boxers. Harry rolled over and looked at Karen, who sat up in the bed.

"Have we been dreaming this whole thing?" He asked. Karen shook her head, feeling her lip, it felt swollen. "No, we're still sleeping. Come on get up."

Harry sat up, and searched for his glasses, which were still on the nightstand. Karen had walked over to the window, looking out to see what was there. It looked so normal, the sun was shining in the daylight, and cars past down the street like they normally would. Harry stretched his arms after he put his glasses on, they were both startled by the sound of pounding on the door.

"Harry! Open the door! What are you doing in there?" Came his father's voice. Harry stared at Karen, who shook her head and muttered, "Don't open it. We're not having real good luck with the doors."

"Harry! Harry open up!" His father yelled. "There's a bat in my closet, if you're scared." Harry told her as he took a few steps near the door. Karen sighed and approached the closet, she opened it up and searched for the baseball bat. Once she had it firmly in her hands, Harry turned the doorknob.

But no one was on the other side of the door. "Where-where is he?" Karen asked, beginning to grow nervous. Harry stepped out into the hallway, it looked the same. But his father wasn't there. He turned around and faced Karen, "He's gone."

Freddy jumped from the closet, grabbing Karen. She screamed as Freddy knocked her to the floor, she dropped the bat, and felt his knives slice her leg. "Whose your Daddy now Karen?" Freddy cackled in her face. "Harry!" She screamed, feeling the blood gush out of her leg. Harry jumped at the door, but it slammed in front of his face, knocking him to his butt. He stood up banging on the door, "Karen! Karen wake up! Wake up Karen!" He yelled, calling her through the door. He looked around, seeing if there was something that would open the door. He could hear Freddy laughing on the other side.

"Leave her alone!" He yelled desperately.

Karen kicked and threw her arms around, trying to get him off of her. Freddy pinned her arms down and leered into her eyes. "You know you're pretty when you're terrified."

"Go to hell!" She screamed. "I don't have to Karen! We're already there!" He barked, followed by his cynical laugh. "Wake me up! Nancy wake me up!" She cried, scared to death that this would be her final battle with him. "So you did bring that bitch back!" Freddy said, surprised and pleased.

"She'll stop you. You'll see…we're all going to kill you." She said, more confidently. "Not if I kill you first bitch."

He raised his glove, ready to strike. Karen thrust her head forward, head-butting his mouth. He let go and hollered loudly. Karen jumped up and ran to the window, she opened it up and said coldly giving and icy glare to him, "We'll be back for you Freddy."

Freddy charged after her but she jumped. She dove down to the ground, and suddenly felt free. Her eyes opened and she was on a stretcher. Nancy and Roger were standing next to her with shocked stares. Karen sat up, but was shoved back down by the doctors. Danny was gone and there were doctors all around her. She felt groggy and confused.

"Where am I?"

Nancy answered, "You've been sleeping for two hours and then that happened."

Karen saw that her leg was wrapped up in towels that were all stained red. "What about Danny?"

"He's fine."

"What about Harry, he's still sleeping! You have to go find him!" She said sternly, "Please Nancy."

Nancy stared at Roger, then back down at Karen, "Alright. Roger stay with her."

Nancy ran down the hallway and made a left. She found the ICU and asked for Harry again. The nurse looked at her with small eyes hidden under giant glasses.

"I'm sorry ma'am he's still in quarantine."

"But this is important. I have to see him right now!" Nancy said, almost yelling at the nurse. "Why is it important?"

"Because he's gonna die! Just give me ten minutes." She said, sighing as she stared at the nurse. The woman stood up and asked Nancy to follow her. They traveld down the hallway and found his room. Once inside, Nancy was scared to see the teen lying on the bed, bounded by the straps.

"Why is he strapped down?"

"He kicked one of our staff in the face while being transported here. We had to shoot him with sedatives to calm him down."

Nancy's mouth dropped, a long and dreading face stared at the nurse, "You put him to sleep?"

"We had to Miss. He was attacking the staff, trying to get us away from him." Nancy gave her a disgusted look and ran over to Harry's side. She began to lightly slap his face, "Harry wake up, wake up already."

"Miss you need to leave the patient alone," The nurse began to say, Nancy snapped at her, "You should have done same!"

Harry began to moan, Nancy's heart leapt. He blinked his eyes and saw the woman hovering over him. "My name is Nancy, I'm here to help you."

Harry mumbled something, shaking his hand. Nancy saw that there was something inside his fist. Nancy took Harry's hand in hers as he opened his palm. She saw it was a piece of clothing, part of a sweater. The colors were red and green. Nancy felt chills run down her spine as she stared at Harry.

"How did you…" She began, but Harry's mouth fell open. Out came a voice that was thick and dark, it had been lingering in Nancy's head for ages.

"I have a message for you Nancy…"

She shook her head, now frightened, "No…"

But the voice came out of Harry's mouth anyway, and it told her two simple words she dreaded to hear.

Freddy's back.

End of Part 3

Who will live? Who will die? When will I be able to post part 4? Who knows! It's all a mystery.