DISCLAIMER
Now takes place in the current season of LWD and Casey's stayed in touch with Rod, Nancy, and Joey since her mother remarried. Belongs to New Line Cinema and Canadian Television.
CHAPTER ONE: HE'S BACK
TWO YEARS LATER
Fifteen-year old Casey MacDonald walked around the familiar boiler room. There was something wrong. She could feel it. It was almost like he was back again. But then, it had been two years since she had had a nightmare like this. He couldn't be back. There was a squeak and Casey jumped.
"Oh, good grief. There's nothing there, Casey," she berated herself. But she had to be sure. It was her job to protect dreamers. The girl walked down the path she knew would lead to the boiler. There was a rapping sound. Casey's brows furrowed. What was that? Curious, she followed the sound until she reached her destination. When she saw the old boiler, she walked up to it. For a moment, she just stared. Then she reached her right hand out. At first, she was afraid to touch it, but then she gathered up her courage. She relaxed when she felt the cool touch and sighed in relief.
"See, Casey? Still cold," she reassured herself. Just then, the furnace roared to life! Casey cried out in pain as the metal turned hot. There came a screeing sound. With a gasp, she turned around. Someone chuckled sinisterly, and then there were the sounds of children playing. Then a rhyme that she hadn't heard in two years.
One, two, Freddy's coming for you.
Three, four, better lock your door.
Five, six, grab your crucifix.
Seven, eight, gonna stay up late.
Nine, ten, never sleep again.
There was another chuckle.
"Casey," she heard someone say.
"Bring it on, creep," she dared him. A man stepped into view.
"A Dream Master. How fitting," he smirked. Then, he lunged at her. Casey quickly did a front flip, knocking him back. However, she kept a careful distance. Fred Krueger approached her again, and she jumped into the air, doing a series of spins so that she was far away from the furnace.
"Can't win by yourself. Why don't you call one of your friends?" Krueger taunted, advancing on her.
"Never," Casey responded. He lashed out with his glove, just barely missing the girl. They continued to fight. Suddenly, Casey realized that she had been trapped in a narrow hallway. Krueger laughed and reared back his right hand. Seeing no other choice, she slammed her hand against a pipe. With a frightened gasp, Casey awoke. She panted and tried to calm her pounding heart. Feeling pain in her right hand, she turned it around. Just as she knew there would be, there was a rectangular burn mark.
"He's back. Fred Krueger's back," she whispered to herself.