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Chapter 3: The Dream Master himself
'So, 1408 Elm Street is first, huh?' she thought to herself. She glanced at the bottle of sleeping pills in her hand. 1408 Elm Street sounded familiar, but she didn't remember where she heard it. She was in the back seat of a taxi right now, Edgar hitching a ride on top of the car, squawking at the people that gave him strange looks. "So, where ya headed first, lady?" the cab driver asked, hoping to strike up a conversation.
Lucy looked up at the piece of paper and read it off. "1408 Elm Street, Springwood, Ohio." The car jolted as the cab driver stomped on the brakes in surprise. He turned and stared at Lucy in shock. "ELM STREET!!!!????" Lucy stared back at him in confusion. "Y-yeah?" she said. "Do you know who's there!!??" he asked. ".....Not really." Lucy shook her head.
The cab driver glanced outside so no one would hear him and said, "This physco killer, Freddy Krueger." The name rung a bell. "From the Nightmare on Elm Street!!!" Lucy smiled. When she was alive, Lucy was a big fan of slasher movies. Naturally, she'd know about Freddy Krueger. The cab driver nodded frightfully. "Beleive it or not, he exists!" the cab driver stammered. "D-do you still wanna go?"
Lucy thought for a second and nodded. "Ok." the cab driver sighed. "But, I'm not staying." He pulled up in front of the famed 1408 Elm Street house and shooed her out, not even asking for a tip. As he drove away, Lucy tilted her head confusedly. Edgar perched on her shoulder and asked, "So when Madame Ingrid said 'horror icons', she wasn't kidding?" "I guess not." Lucy said. She walked up to the door and tried the doorknob.
It was unlocked and opened almost immediately upon her touch. She looked around. The inside of the house seemed normal enough. She walked up the stairs and looked into the master bedroom. The bed was made and pretty, as if she was a visitor at a hotel. She sighed and walked into the bathroom, pouring herself a glass of water. "Edgar, promise me something." she said to the confused raven.
"If it looks like I'm not convincing Mr. Krueger," she asked of him. "Wake me up." "How?" Edgar asked. "Think of something." she said, placing two of the sleeping pills on the back of her tounge. 'This better work, Madame Ingrid.' she thought fumingly. 'Or I'll come back down there and kick your old lady @$$.' With that, she laid on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The dream Lucy woke up in a more macabre version of the room she just fell asleep in. Blood covered the walls and ceiling and when she outstreched her fingers, she felt cold and clammy skin. Propping herself up, she found a severed arm laying next to her. She seen worse. 'Obviously, Freddy's not in his zone...' she thought. 'That or he doesn't know who I am.' She kicked the arm off of the blood soaked bed and stood up.
Walking down the gory-looking stairs, she looked around, waiting for a man with burned skin and a Christmas sweater to jump out at her. She reached into her belt and gripped the handle of her meat cleaver. "Yo!" she called out. "Krueger! I know you're here, man! Quit hidin'!" "As you wish..." a sinister male voice responded. Lucy glanced into the mirror and saw the famed Freddy Krueger staring back at her. "Well, well," Lucy smiled, placing a hand on her hip. "Mr. Krueger, we finally meet."
Freddy stepped out of the mirror and smiled his sinister smile, lightly outstreching his gloved fingers. "And do I know you, madam?" he asked with a small bow. Lucy paused. "Of course not." she replied. Freddy laughed a bit. "But I know you." Lucy smirked, walking towards him. "When I was alive, I loved the Nightmare on Elm Street series. You were my very first idol. I hold you in high respect." Freddy smiled, very honored to meet a fan. "But, let's cut the crap." Lucy sighed, pulling out the tattoo doodle.
"Recognize this?" she asked. Freddy's expression changed to one of surprise. "I do, actually." he said, walking into another room and returning with a severed head. He pushed back it's hair, revealing the same tattoo. "This idiot came for me last week." Freddy explained. Lucy smiled. She found one of the horror icons to join her and she held him in high respect. "Well, a guy with the same tattoo came for me yesterday." Lucy explained. "He works for this demon called Mephistopheles. I'm on my way to destroy him but this Madame Ingrid woman told me I may need a few people to help me." She smirked at Freddy. "You must be one of them." Freddy lightly touched the brim of his fedora with a single claw in thought.
"Ok." he said finally. "I'll join you. But meet me at the power plant when you wake up." He carressed Lucy's cheek affectionately. "I didn't catch your name." he added. Lucy paused for a few seconds and said, "It was Lucretia Jackson. People know me now as Lucy the Satan Worshipper." "Well, Lucy," Freddy smiled, suavely kissing her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He began to walk away and said, "I'll meet you at the power plant." He vanished through the broken window, leaving Lucy behind to smile warmly. She looked up at the ceiling and shouted to the awake Edgar, "OK, EDGAR!!!! WAKE ME UP!!!!" Edgar pecked at her cheek, receiving a whack in the bill when Lucy woke up. Edgar and Lucy met Freddy at the local power plant and thus, began their trek to their next destination: Camp Crystal Lake.
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DUN DUN DUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!! Guess who??? blaugh Now the group consists of: Lucy, Edgar and Freddy. Wonder who's next? xd STAY TUNED!!!!!!!