CHAPTER 7: Victims, Aren't We All?

Freddy held Karen's arm tightly, his knife fingers clicking together menacingly.

Karen closed her eyes, only for a second, but when she opened them she was in another room, one with a pool in the middle.

Freddy slapped the hand he was holding her arm with over mouth and forced her into a corner. He put his finger to his lips, motioning for her to be quiet.

A girl was looking over the edge of the pool into her own reflection.

Karen tried to scream to her, to warn her, but she couldn't make a sound. Freddy threw Karen into the wall and turned around, walking to the girl.

Karen was winded for a second, but she tried to yell anyway. But it was useless; Freddy had already reached the girl.

Dina Willows walked through her door and into a room with a pool in the middle. The door slammed shut behind her and she jumped in shock.

Dina backed away from the door and turned to survey the pool.

The room was mostly pool; it took up at least 3 quarters of the room. It was circular and the water inside shimmered blue. It looked a lot like the pool in her own backyard; it was even around the same size.

Dina slowly walked up to the edge, staring in. She saw her own reflection, and that was all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but screamed when her head was pushed into the water. She flipped into the pool and surfaced, taking in a gasp of air. Her vision was blurry because of the water dripping into her eyes.

Suddenly something sharp pierced her leg and a warm flow of blood emitted from the wound.

Freddy had thrown the girl into the water, and he had jumped in after. Karen watched in silent horror, she couldn't even scream.

The blood floated through the water as Freddy shoved the girl back under. They both disappeared for a minute, and then she surfaced again, screaming for help.

Freddy jumped back up again and drove his claws in her shoulder. Dina screamed in pain and tried to swim away, but Freddy grabbed onto her leg, preventing her from escaping. He grinned his horrible, perverse smile and drove his claws into her leg again. The blood was filling the pool now, staining the water red.

Dina screamed in pain again and Freddy drew her closer, stabbing her in the stomach, releasing another torrent of blood into the already gore filled water.

Finally Karen did scream, but Dina and Freddy took no notice. Freddy was lost in his kill, and Dina was suffering.

Freddy put his hand on top of Dina's head and pushed her under. They both went under the water, and the blood blocked them from view.

Karen sobbed a bit, waiting for something to happen.

Suddenly Karen heard one last scream and another torrent of blood throughout the pool. Dina was dead. Freddy had drowned her in her own blood, right in front of Karen.

Karen fell down into a sitting position in the corner, sobbing.

Suddenly Freddy surfaced again, alone. He floated up until he was standing on top of the bloody water, and he walked towards Karen.

"You bastard! You killed her!" Karen screamed at Freddy, but he only chuckled.

"Victims, aren't we all?" Freddy said maliciously as he stepped back onto land, blood dripping from his claws.

Anna was at the top of the stairs when she heard a scream from down below. She jumped back down the stairs, hoping it was only someone scared of the movie.

But it wasn't, when Anna walked back into the lounge room she screamed too. One of the sleeping girls had large gashes in her legs, shoulder and stomach. The blood was pouring onto the ground, staining the carpet.

The girl was Dina Willows.

Sara ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone, phoning an ambulance. Anna stared in shock at the girl, but the blood didn't stop. It spread through the carpet in little tendrils, as if reaching out.

Cory was sitting right in front of the girl, and he was staring in horror. He knew that everyone sleeping was in trouble now, and no one but he and his friends knew where Karen was.

Someone in another room screamed, and ran into the lounge room.

"It's Dean! He was sitting in the corner, and, and…" the boy tried to say, but he was breathing too hard and was too scared.

Anna took a look into the room and screamed again, her face going white with shock. Dean Keller was sitting in the corner, a gaping hole dripping with blood where the top of his mouth had been.

Anna turned back to Cory and stared into his terrified eyes.

"Where is she?" Anna demanded.

Cory stared at her for a second, before pointing upstairs. Anna whirled around and sprinted up the stairs. Cory sat there for a moment, before running up after her. Cory's friends followed him, feeling ashamed for what they did.

They gave an innocent girl to Freddy Krueger.

Billy was peddling as fast as he could, but it didn't seem fast enough. He knew the way to Sara Davis' house; it was only a minute or two away driving.

On desperate thought kept going through his mind, as if it was stuck on replay:

The boogeyman is coming; I have to save them; the boogeyman is coming.

Billy skidded to a halt outside 1428 Elm Street just as Anna ran up the stairs, and he threw his bike down on the lawn.

He ran into the house just as Cory's friends disappeared around the corner. He ran up the stairs, relying completely on a feeling he had that told him Anna was up there. The guests didn't pay attention to the boy, nor did they notice that Anna, Cory, Brandon and Eddy had gone upstairs.

Joanna 'Jo Jo' Turner entered her door, and came out in a narrow alleyway, one that a car could only just fit through. She looked to the left and to the right, and saw that it was a dead end at one side. The other side must have led out to a road, but there was a lot of mist hanging around that end, so it made it hard to tell.

Joanna walked forward, and heard her door slam shut. She looked behind her to find there wasn't a door, just the brick wall that stretched high into the air.

She walked down the alleyway towards the dead end, looking around. There was no one else here, not one person. She didn't hear any other sounds either. No cars passing, no motors rumbling and no people shouting. But what was most disturbing was that there were no lights that she could see, anywhere.

As she walked closer to the wall she saw something written in brown spray paint high up on the wall. It said: ONE, TWO, FREDDY"S COMING FOR YOU…

Joanna was scared by these words, they sent a chill down her spine despite the fact she had never heard them before.

Joanna stared at the words for a few seconds more, but turned around when she heard someone singing.

"One, two, Freddy's coming for you…" a little girl's voice came floating from the misty end of the alleyway.

"Who's there?" Joanna called out, hearing a shrill, frightened voice quite unlike her own.

"Three, four, better lock your door…" the creepy singing continued, "Five, six, grab your crucifix… Seven, eight, gonna stay up late… Nine, ten, never sleep again"

Joanna was asleep though, and she couldn't wake up. Freddy was coming, and she couldn't do a thing about it.

Suddenly there was a rumbling from in the mist, the sound of a car turning on. Headlights turned on and glared through the misty barrier. Joanna was cornered.