The sound of her feet slapping against the cold concrete echoed all around her, willing her legs to move faster. Her heart was racing, feeling as though it may drop into her stomach any minute now. Her breath came out in short gasp, as the first signs of a stitch grasped her ribs.
The sound of his razors screeching along the pipes filled the room, his cackle bouncing off the walls, making it seem as though he was everywhere all at one time.
"Hannah.."
She looked over her shoulder , panic rising in her chest as she spotted his silloutte. How did he know her name? Who was he? Turning right, to try and shake him off, she sprinted down the corridor, her brown ponytail bouncing against the back of her neck. She slid to a stop as she hit a dead end, gasping for breath. Her eyes darted around, looking for a way to escape before he appeared, she knew in her heart of hearts, that this was no normal nightmare, and being found could be the end of her. Turning, she once again started to run, only to skid to another halt. The blades glinted in the red, dim light of the boiler room, raised him above their heads, poised to strike. Hannah braced herself, squeezing her eyes closed. She heard the swish of the blades cutting through the air, stepping back, her wrist hit a hot pipe, she could smell her skin burning, as the blades ripped into the flesh of her shoulder. With a slight scream, she disappeared from his view.
Freddy growled and clicked his blades together in impatience. He had almost completed his first kill of this round. His strenght was peaking. Dragging his clawed glove down the wall in annoyence, a grin began to spread across his face. She would spread the word, spread the fear, make him stronger. She would give him the children he needed. He just had to wait.
"- And when i woke up, I had this" Hannah pointed to her bandaged shoulder and wrist. Jacob examined the white material on his friend. He was worried. His mother had warned him this might happen, he hoped she had been wrong. He didn't like the sound of this Freddy Krueger. From what he had heard, he wasn't a person he was in a hurry to meet, although it looked like he may be meeting him soon.
"Jacob? Hello? Earth to Jacob!" Hannah's hand waving infront of his face snapped him from his thoughts.
"What?"
"I said, what do you think?"
Jacob shook his head.
"My mother warned me about this."
Hannah tilted her head to the side a little and scrutinized her friend.
"What do you mean your mother warned you?"
Jacob sighed and repeated the story of Freddy he had heard from his mother to Hannah, who listened intently, without one interruption.
"I know it sounds crazy and you probably don't believe me, but -"
"I believe you, Jacob. How else can this be explained?" Once again she motioned to her wounds.
"We have to stop this. Now."
Okay so this is short, I know, but I have a bad case of writers block right now. So, yeah.