Chapter Three
Aliya's Agenda/Old Man

Aliya sat at the table writing a few things down. David had been asleep for an hour now, she couldn't help but find him interesting, if not a little attractive. Aliya shook her head clear and then continued working. She was keeping track of all the things she would have to do at the hospital after this was all done. Thank god Dr. Wilkes gave her time off to help David. Suddenly her phone rang. She picked it up.

"Hello?" she said.

There was a few taps.

"Hello father," she said.

More taps.

"Yes," she said, "He's asleep right now."

The tapping continued.

"Help him?" she said, "Yes I promised I would help whatever way I could."

More taps.

"Keep him away from Freddy?" she said, "Who the hell is Freddy?"

More taps.

"You mean HIM?" she asked.

A single tap.

"I will do my best father," she said, "I can't do much other than wake him if he seems to be out of control."

More taps.

"OK I will do that," she said, "How is mom by the way?"

More taps.

"Thank goodness she's ok," said Aliya, "I wish I could spend more time with you guys."

More taps.

"OK I will keep an eye on him," she said, "I love you guys. Bye."

Aliya hung up after she heard the phone click, and then she looked over at the doorway leading to her bedroom. She smiled, finished her notes, then went in and sat in an armchair by the bed. She could not help but think how peaceful he looked when he slept...

David was once again wandering around, this time in a dark, empty street. He could not begin to figure out what was going on. He continued walking. He kept hearing eerie sounds. He did not like this. He kept peering over his shoulder. He peered one second too long when he bumped into someone.
He spun around and saw a rather elderly man, with silvery grey hair and beard, and piercing blue eyes.

"Oh jesus," he said, "I am sorry."
"That is quite all right," said the man, "Are you all right?"
"Yes," said David, "Just spooked. Who are you?"
"Dr. Samuel Loomis," said the man.
"A doctor?" asked David.
"Psychaiatrist," said Loomis, "I know who you are David."

David looked surprised.

"How does everyone know my name?" he asked.
"Because I know your origins young man," he said, "I know who you are, and where you came from."

David looked interested.

"Come," said Loomis, "I will tell you. Walk with me."
"So you know of my origins?" said David, "That's a relief because I don't."

Loomis looked sympathetically at him.

"Yes I know," he said, "What happened to you was very unfortunate."
"What happened to me?" asked David.
"Freddy," said Loomis, "That's what. He attacked you...separated you from your family."
"Why?" asked David, "What did I do? Who is my family?"
"David...This is hard to explain but," said Loomis, "Your father is..."

There was a loud splat, cutting Loomis's sentence off. Loomis screamed as he was lifted up. Freddy stood behind him as he chuckled, with Loomis impaled on his glove.

"Loomis you lil shit," said Freddy, "You're supposed to be dead."
"RUN!" yelled Loomis.

David did as he was told. Loomis screamed as he was thrown off to god knows where from Freddy's glove. David ran...ran everywhere. Ran nowhere. He was running blind and headlong, he did not know where he was going, but he had to get out of here. He had to escape. No matter how far he ran though, Freddy always sounded like he was right behind him. Taunting him.

For some reason, David turned as if on a magnet, and ducked inside an old beat up house. He found a closet and hid. Freddy seemed to walk by.

"David...David," he said in a sing song voice, "Come out, come out wherever you are. Hehehe."

Just as David was about to let himself breathe, the door suddenly ripped open off it's hinges.

"PEEK-A-BOO YOU LIL SHIT!" yelled Freddy.

Dave let out a scream as Freddy raised his gove high to stab him...

David awoke to somebody shaking him.

"David," called the voice, "David wake up."

After a few shakes, David came to his senses and realized that it was Aliya shaking him awake. He laid back, trying catch his breath.

"Are you all right?" asked Aliya.

David sat up again and ran his hands over his face, trying to wipe the sweat away.

"It was HIM again," said David, "Freddy. Some old man came to me. Was about to tell me who I was and where I came from. Freddy cut in."

Aliya, gently pulled him toward her into her embrace and rested her chin on his head.

"You're safe now," she said.

He couldnt seem to figure out why he did it, but David leaned his head against her.

"So who was this old man?" she asked.
"Loomis," said David, "I think. Said he knew."
"Well in real life," said Aliya, "I don't think he could be of any help."
"Why not?" asked David.
"He's been dead for a two years now," said Aliya.
"What do you know of him?" asked David.
"Quite a bit," she said, "I'll tell you later ok?"

David nodded.

"When I am better," he said, "I must go to Crystal Lake."

Aliya looked at him and nodded.

"But for now you must rest," she said.

David nodded.

"I would rather not be alone," he said.
"I will be right here," said Aliya.
David nodded.
"OK," he said.

Aliya got him some water and some more Hypnocil. Had hinm take it and then he went to sleep again. Aliya...this time instead of sitting in the chair, she laid down beside him.

"Goodnight handsome," she whispered with a smile.

She too went to sleep after that...