Chapter 7: A Shocking Discovery (A Nightmare At Titan's Tower)
Kid Flash's P.O.V.
I was having a nightmare. I was in the middle of some kind of weird, creepy factory. I heard the soft voice of a child singing a creepy song.
"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."
I was running around the factory looking for a way out. Every time I ran into a dead end, I would hear someone laugh a crazy, evil, wicked sounding laugh. I could feel my heart beat faster as I got more nervous and scared. I kept hearing scrapes of metal on metal and the occasional shriek of someone who just got killed.
"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."
I was completely frightened to my very core as I kept running and kept finding dead ends. There has to be a way out of here, I though desperately. That's when I saw it. A shadow, the shadow of a figure wearing a hat and raising his hand, a hand with long, sharp knives attached to it. I screamed and ran in the opposite direction. I hear that same evil laughter and then.
"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."
I closed my eyes, wanting to block out all the sounds and to concentrate on getting out of here. I kept hearing screaming, evil laughter, and the creepy song. Then I stopped dead in my tracks. There…right there…in front of me…just a few feet away…there he stood…the figure…the man…with those long knives extending from something he wore on his hand. And ever so slowly, he began to walk towards. And as he slowly approached me, I heard.
"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."
I wanted to run…and never come back…but I couldn't move any of my limbs. I was frozen with fear as he slowly kept approaching me. And the child kept singing and singing and singing.
"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."
"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."
"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."
Finally, the man stood in front of me but I still couldn't make out any features. He seemed to be wrapped in darkness; all you could see were those long, terrifying knives. But as he leaned down towards my face, I saw a bit of his face. He was entirely burned from what I could see and it had made his face a disfigured scar.
(Make him sound like the Davy Jones in the Pirates of the Caribbean) "Do you fear death?" He asked me. He didn't seem to be looking for an answer as he raised one of the long, sharp knives to point at me. "This. Won't. Hurt. One. Bit." Then he raised the knives over his head, and as he was about to slash them right through me. I woke up in bed, panting and sweating. Oh thank god! I thought I was gonna die, I thought, still terrified.
I decided to get out of bed and get myself a glass of water. I swung my legs over the side and put on my red and yellow flip-flops. I walked to the door and it slid open. I stepped into the hall and looked around nervously. Then I started walking towards the main room.
When I got there, I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a cup out of the overhead cabinet, opened the fridge, and filled it with water. I closed the fridge as I took a sip from the glass of water. Then the most unexpected thing happened. I heard.
"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, Freddy's back again."
I turned around in fear and I found myself facing the scarred man. I gasped and dropped the glass I was holding, which hit the floor and shattered into pieces. But when I blinked, he disappeared. I sighed in relief and turned around. And there he was again. And I gasped again in fear.
He eyed me strangely and said, "My, my, what a mess you made." I backed up, almost slipping on the shattered glass but grabbing hold of the counter to steady myself. "Wh-what d-do y-you wa-want?" I stuttered in fear. "Hmmm…what do I want? I want to scare the fucking shit out of you, that's what!"
I backed up until my back was pressed up against the huge glass windows. Freddy stayed the same distance away for every time I had backed up, he had stepped forward. He lunged at me and I dodged to the side. So instead of hitting me, he fell through the glass to his death. But when I turned around, the glass wasn't broken, and he was nowhere to be seen.
I must be hallucinating cause of Raven's movie, I thought. I picked up the shattered glass and the spilt water before heading back to my room. Then, out of nowhere, I hear moaning. What the fuck is that, I thought curiously.
I followed the sound to the hallway that held Robin, Beast Boy, and Raven's rooms. I walked down the hall and I realized the sound was coming from Beast Boy's room. Being the curious guy I was, I leaned over and pressed my ear against the door. I paled at what I heard.
(Make it sound moany) "Oh, Beast Boy, don't…stop." "Do you want me to go faster?" Beast Boy asked. "Fuck yes," Robin gasped.
My sudden surprise was instantly replaced by hate and anger. How dare Beast Boy lay hands on my Robin, I thought angrily. He's gonna pay. I'm gonna make him suffer until he screams my name and stays away from Robin forever.
Then I quickly retreated to my room to formulate a plan of revenge.