"Now we continue."
SIN REPEATS
The alarm went off and Carrie sluggishly rose out of bed.
It was 5 in the morning, It was still dark out.
Carrie didn't think this was healthy to wake up so early but she had no choice.
It the heater was broken and a cold shower felt anything but good.
The only breakfast she had time eat was a measly granola bar.
The shirt had no soft silk, cotton, or anything comfortable.
The belt was required to be tighten so tight that she couldn't breath. Plus she was getting bruises from it.
The shoes gave her blisters, and the socks did nothing to help them feel better.
Carrie got into her car and knew their was no way she could physically drive it.
If it weren't for her psychic ability she would never make it.
It was hard enough to be desperate for taking a job as a flight attendant but to last through it with out going crazy was a miracle.
Of course Carrie knew what would happen if she went crazy.
And she had her prom dress next to her uniform in the closet to remind her about that incident.
Each day Carrie would be on her feet for hours, she had no coffee and a very short lunch break.
Worst still she had to put up with the griping and complaining of her boss, the other employees, and the people who didn't want the seat they were given on the plane.
The weekends which use to be Carrie's resting days were now among the most miserable.
Vacations were the worst ESPECIALLY Summer vacations.
Monday was now the best day for her and that is saying something.
What pained her the most is having to wish everyone of them to have a nice flight, even to the ones that nagged and complained at her.
To think that she thought her life would improve after high school.
They say that you gain maturity as you grow.
Carrie still felt like she was 16.
On the positive side at least she still had her young looks.
But that didn't get her any less stress.
By the time she came home she had very little time to do other activities.
She eat a quick dinner and go to bed.
This night when she dreamed it wasn't like any dream she had before.
It seemed so real.
She was in a boiler room.
It was glowing red from the heat.
She walked around.
This still seemed like life.
She heard a whisper call her name.
Carrie walked all around the room looking for the caller.
Finally she saw someone standing in a hall in front of her.
He wore a Red and Green striped sweater, he had brown jeans, black shoes, and a brown hat.
His skin was burned badly. Like someone had set him on fire.
His eyes looked sharp and direct.
His nose was like a vulture's beak.
His teeth were sharp.
Scariest of all about him was a glove on his hand with four razors on it.
"Carrie. At last we meet." He said in a deep voice.
"You-Your Fred Kruger." Carrie said.
"Well so I guess I have no need for intros then." Freddy said coming closer.
"I guess the rumors are true. You do live in dreams." Carrie said.
"And as fun as it is to kill people in their sleep I do long to enter the living world again and you are just the one who can do so without limiting my power." Freddy said.
"I refuse to help." Carrie said.
Freddy was neither surprised nor angry he knew she was going to reject him at first.
"Carrie dear, I know the kind of life you live in. You are never given any slack or rest. You know you and I are very similar." He said.
"Your a serial killer and I'm just a quiet girl." Carrie said. "What could you and I possibly have in common."
"We both were mistreated by our parents. We both were born with a form of sin, we both have powers." Freddy said.
"I don't even want mine. I just want to be normal." Carrie said.
"Why Carrie? Your not a weirdo. Your Special. Your Different. You can do things the normal people could never do. That is what makes you better. Dominate." Freddy said.
"If I am dominate then why do I have such a rough life?" Carrie asked.
"Because you chose not to use your abilities to rid yourself of the bastards and bitches in the world like I do." Freddy said. "Alone we are strong but if we were to work together we would be unstoppable."
"I already live with enough guilt thank you very much." Carrie said. "I don't want to have anything to do with you."
Carrie walked away and suddenly Freddy Appeared in front of her.
"Now you don't but soon you will see that I am the only one who gives a damn about you now." He said.
Freddy brushed back some of Carrie's hair and then got close to her face.
"Who knows we might be pretty close one day." Freddy said. Then he kissed Carrie to her surprise.
Carrie woke up.
At first she thought it was a dream but then she felt saliva on her face that sure wasn't her's.
