Ch. 2
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, and Freddy Krueger, dressed as usual, all three sitting on a couch, Jason and Michael on either side of Freddy (to protect me, I supposed).
"Damn, man, you are real!", I whispered.
"Yeah, kid. What'd you expect, a stand-in? Not for me!", Freddy laughed. Michael waved his kitchen knife at me, while Jason gave Freddy an elbow to the stomach.
"Wow.", I said. Then the danger kicked in.
They were being pleasant, for now.
"You're not gonna kill me, are you?", I asked the one man who could, or would, speak.
"I don't know about these two, but yeah, if I get the chance! Ha-ha!", Freddy roared, while Mike and Jason held him back. Mike looked at me, with a cocked head, as if to say, "Hmm. Sorry."
"Why am I here?", I spat at the man I now hated, who was just getting over his laughing fit.
"Don't know. Why are we here?", he replied, looking at his silent companions, who had let go of him, and were looking at me now.
Jason cocked his head at me, curious, not angry, at least right now. He seemed to say with his crooked eyes, "Seems like you know us somehow." Michael just stared at me.
"What's your name, kid?", the man in the middle of the trio asked.
"Julia, you birdbrain.", I snapped.
Freddy bristled, but the men on either side of him held him back, warnings in their eyes.
"How'd I get here?"
"Don't know.", he snapped back.
"How'd you know I was here?"
"Well, we three appeared in the living room at the same time, and we walked around, for we'd all 'sensed' you here. We found you sleeping on the bed, and then they dragged me to the living room again so I couldn't have any fun, and I guess you heard me speaking when I said, 'When's she gonna wake up? Man, I'm bored!', and then you showed up a minute later, dressed in your pajamas and socks. Now here we are, and here you are."
Jason and Michael looked at Freddy with wide eyes, for what I didn't know.
"Where are we?"
"Like I said, you inquisitive little thing, I don't know.", the man who talked snapped angrily.
Jason and Michael didn't say a word, of course, not that they knew where we were, which they didn't.
After a moment of silence, Freddy got up, yelled "PAR-TY!", spooking everyone in the process, roughly pushed past me and went to what I suppose was the kitchen. I could hear the clinking of alcohol bottles coming from there.
Jason and Michael looked at me, none of us speaking.
After a few moments Michael got up, waved his knife at me, and, politely pushing past me, went to what I supposed was the TV room. I soon heard the Halloween theme song coming from there. Hmm, he must be watching himself kill people. I heard clapping coming from the same room soon after, which must have been him cheering himself on.
I stared at Jason now. He stared back.