SHOUTOUTS/ANSWERS
Windyfontaine: Thanks. Yeah, I thought that'd be a nice twist. Well, someone had to die in this fic. Thanks. Here you go, I will.
Pajama Jam: Thanks. Thinkin' Dr. Gordon and said Capt. Thompson instead?
Darkness Takes Over: Sorry about that. Yes, that's what I meant.
Jayme: Thanks.
Tojo1085: Glad you like. Ooooooh, uber-compliment. We'll see. Well, I kinda liked him, but that's just me. Was he in more than one Nightmare movie?
Ryla Dante: Thanks. Glad you like. Don't worry. I'm with you on the feelings of Rod. Thanks…glad you think so…good, luck. Ooops. Like I said, good luck with the fic. Thanks, here you go.
DISCLAIMER
Belongs to Wes Craven and New Line Entertainment. I only own the plot. Once again, I use lines from NOES 3---doin' that a lot, I know---but it ties in with the fic. I figured since that there was still staff at Westin Hills, their computers would still be on. And in NOES 3, it seemed like Westin Hills and Nancy's house was in close proximity to each other, so I'm going with that. I'm not sure if Krueger knew about a person's personal history in any of the films, but for this fic, he doesn't. There is some degree of lucid dreaming in this chap. Slight ref to a deleted scene found in the special two-tape VHS. By this time, Luke's injuries have healed. And I just realized that I've been writing this fic as if it was all happening in one night, but this is actually supposed to be over the course of several days, so I apologize for the inconsistency.
"What do you mean Krueger can be hurt when someone's sleeping, Daddy?" Nancy questioned.
"Come here, baby," Capt. Thompson requested.
"Ooooh. Police lesson. Those are always fun," Rod joked.
"Shut it, Lane," Capt. Thompson mocked growled.
"Yeah. Pay attention. This is serious," Neil added, not catching the playful tone. Nancy and Rod shot confused looks at him, and then turned to the police captain.
"The bullet---it caught a piece of Krueger," Capt. Thompson told them, showing them the bullet which was covered in red fabric and green blood. The kids shuddered and Nancy blanched.
"This is good to know," Rod commented.
"There is that," Nancy agreed, discreetly latching onto Rod. The musician noticed the movement and gave her an unseen squeeze of reassurance. However, her father noticed the hint of panic in her eyes.
"You okay, baby?" Capt. Thompson questioned in concern.
"I'm okay, Daddy. Just not really used to seeing Krueger's blood in the real world," Nancy responded.
"That's not blood. It's some type of green liquid," Neil told her.
"Krueger bleeds green," Nancy corrected him.
"He does what?" Emily asked.
"That's gross!" Alicia exclaimed.
"Yeah, it kinda is," Nancy agreed.
"I'll go home and keep this safe," Capt. Thompson stated.
"Good idea," Rod agreed. Nancy walked back to Luke who was still cradling his older brother.
"He's gone, Luke. There's nothing you can do," she told him, kneeling down.
"But why him? He didn't even believe," Luke said.
"I'm---not sure why this happened, but I won't let him get you too," Nancy assured, putting a hand on his shoulder. Luke let out a shaky breath and wiped his eyes. He couldn't---he couldn't lose it. He had to stay strong. He had to make sure this Krueger freak didn't get away with Wade's murder. I promise, Wade. I'll get my revenge, he vowed silently. Nancy saw the quiet determination in Luke's eyes and it occurred to the woman that teen looked the same way she had when she had decided to confront Krueger six years earlier. Together, the two walked back to the group.
"What do we do now?" Emily wondered.
"We fight this freak. We take him on," Luke insisted.
"I'm with Luke," Alicia agreed.
"I don't want to die," Jack objected.
"If we stick together, we'll all be fine," Rod declared.
"Yeah. Okay," Jack nodded.
"Listen to me. What we're about to do is extremely dangerous, and it's as real as it gets. You die in this dream, you die for real. If you don't want to go in, you don't have to," Nancy cautioned. The adults and kids looked at each other, each group seeming to have their own silent conversation with each other.
"Well, you know I'm in," Rod declared.
"I killed Krueger once before and I can do it again," John proclaimed.
"He took my brother. I can't let that go," Luke stated.
"I'm sick of being afraid. I don't want him haunting me anymore," Alicia said.
"Me neither. I say we send him back to dreamland," Ben proposed.
"If he wants a fight, he's got it," Terrie agreed.
"I know I'm not crazy, and someone finally believes me. How can I say no?" Matt wondered.
"This has to end…before we're all dead," Kelly decided. Everyone looked at Dr. Gordon who blew out a breath and threw his hands up.
"Oh, heck. Why not?" he agreed. With that, everyone found a place to lie down and closed their eyes.
Dr. Gordon opened his eyes and stood up. One-bye one, the others did the same.
"Are we dreaming again?" Terrie wondered. There was a loud screeing sound. "Never mind," the girl deadpanned. A raspy chuckle filled the air.
"He's starting to annoy me," Rod grumbled. Together, they walked down the hall. When they opened a door and walked through it, they found themselves in what seemed to be an abandoned factory.
"Well, here we are again," Nancy muttered.
"Not too original Krueger," John added in the same voice.
"I hate this place," Terrie whimpered, moving closer to Matt.
"Stay calm. Krueger knows how you feel. It's why he's using the boiler room," Rod explained.
"Be careful, and stick close. He'll most likely try to split us up," Nancy cautioned. The screeing came again.
"Come on out, Krueger!" Nancy dared. They heard raspy breathing.
"Nancy," they heard him whisper. "Rod," Krueger whispered again.
"Right. Like we're gonna let that scare us again," Rod dismissed, as they continued down one of the corridors.
"Luke. Luke, help me please," a new voice said.
"Wade?" Luke asked.
"Luke! Please! I need help!" Wade called. Luke started to break away from the group, but Nancy quickly grabbed his arm.
"No, don't! That's not your brother! It's Krueger again!" she warned.
"But that sounds---" Luke began.
"Just like him," Nancy finished. "I know. He used Tina's voice to lure me in," she continued. "Well, that and to scare me," she added. Luke blew out a breath. He couldn't believe he had almost let that maniac catch him.
"Come on. Let's keep going," Nancy said. With that, they continued on their way. Minutes later, steam came at them hard and fast. The group gave an exclamation of surprise.
"What's going on?" Terrie wondered.
"Hold on! He's trying to confuse and separate us!" Rod responded. The pressure increased and there was a loud roar. When the steam cleared, Nancy and Rod found themselves alone.
"You okay?" Rod questioned.
"Yeah. I'm okay," Nancy assured. Then, she looked around. "Rod, where are the others?" she demanded. Her boyfriend looked around. Sure enough, they were all alone.
"How did he manage to separate us?" Rod wondered.
"I don't know," Nancy answered.
"Come on. Let's go see if we can find them," Rod determined.
"Right," Nancy agreed. They took off. In another part of the building, Terrie and Alicia had also found themselves alone.
"What's going on?" Terrie questioned.
"He's trying to scare us to like---get more energy or something," Alicia surmised.
"Well, then, we just won't give him the satisfaction," Terrie determined.
"Right," Alicia agreed. They went off. There was a loud screeing sound.
"Ohhh! That is so creepy!" Terrie shivered. Then, "But like I said, I won't give him the satisfaction." The girls grabbed onto another and continued on their way. Just then, there was a scream.
"That can't be good," Alicia commented.
"Come on!" Alicia exclaimed, as they quickened their pace. There came another scream. Meanwhile, the doctors at Westin Hills had grown concern at the long absence.
"I don't like this," the head doctor, Karen Potts stated, as she walked towards the computer. "This Nancy Thompson woman comes into my hospital and starts telling my patients that their delusions are real. Just incredibly ridiculous," she grumbled.
"Dr. Potts, what are you doing?" a nurse asked.
"Checking the background information on a staff member," Dr. Potts replied. "Thompson, Nancy," she muttered. Soon, the information came up. "Diagnosed with night terrors, doctors tried to prescribe sleeping pills, but she objected and father forbade it. Recently started taking an experimental drug known as Hypnocil," she read.
"Isn't that some sort of dream suppressant?" the nurse questioned.
"That's what I've heard," Dr. Potts answered.
"Dr. Potts, Dr. Thompson may be a bit strange, but she seems really nice," the nurse said.
"Still, something about her's not sitting right. And I want to know what," Dr. Potts declared. With that, she and two nurses walked out.
"Uh, Doctor?" the receptionist questioned.
"Stay here," Dr. Potts snapped. What no one knew, was that due to the screams coming from Nancy's house, some neighbors had called the police, who had just arrived at the residence. As the officers exited their cars, they heard various.
"What on Earth?" Lt. Garcia wondered as he and the other men in his unit unstrapped their weapons and headed for the house. Garcia opened the door and the others followed him in. There was another scream.
"What the heck is going on in there?" another voice asked. Startled, the officers turned around.
"Who are you?" Lt. Garcia questioned.
"We work with Nancy Thompson," Dr. Potts said. The group walked through the house.
"Where would they be?" Dr. Potts wondered. Just then, a moan reached their ears. Cautiously, they headed in the direction of the sound. To their surprise, everyone was asleep.
"It's all okay. Everyone's asleep," Dr. Potts noted. Just then, Matt screamed.
"Matt!" a nurse exclaimed, as something lifted him into the air and turned him so that his back was to the group.
"Are those burn marks?" another nurse asked. Matt struggled against Krueger's grip as the pipe he had been pinned against burned his back.
"One, two, Freddy's coming for you. Three, four, better lock your door. Five, six, grab your crucifix," Krueger taunted, slashing the teen with each count.
"What the---" an officer asked as blood began pouring from the boy's body.
"Krueger," Garcia whispered. The boy moaned in pain, and then was tossed aside.
"Matt!" a nurse exclaimed, running to him. "Matt? Matt, look at me. Come on, kiddo," she coached, shaking him. The teen looked at her.
"Never---sleep---again," he told her, before closing his eyes.