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Chapter One: The Boiler Room
The boilers, the rusty old pipes, the endless road of concrete and broken glass filled the never ending dark boiler room. Sheets of cloth hang from broken pipes..as-well as pictures; pictures of young children of about six to fifteen..all with 'LOST' written on the top of them. Then, from the ever growing silence, we hear a soft screech, then it gradually gets louder until it echoes all around the boiler room. A loud menacing laughter is heard, it thuds against the walls of the boiler room. A medium sized man emerges from the shadows, he is wearing a dark, dirty, old brown hat..a ragged and ripped green and black sweater..a pair of dirty brown trousers with matching old brown boots...and finally, on the right hand of the figure, is a metal glove. Attached at the end of the glove are four rusted razors. The figure is the psychotic maniac...
FRED KRUGER! He paces over to the far wall and once again SCREEECH Freddy scrapes his finger nails in anger. Freddy begins to breathe very hard as his eyes squint in anger.
Freddy: Dream...Dream..I need somebody to DRRRRREAAAAAM!! One day, I will return, One day I shall return to Springwood..ELM STREET.. once more the children of springwood will fall victim to my reign of terror, and once again, I shall take their souls!
Freddy takes a long hard look at his rusty claw, he rips it off his hand and throws it away.
Freddy: I can't kill helpless children with a blade that isn't sharp..so, I have got a while to wait until someone dreams again, but when they do, I'll be ready..and they better be too! I have been trapped in this HELL for too long..I want out..THE CHILDREN ARE MINE..MINE..MIIIIIINE!!
Freddy gives out a sadistic evil laugh which echos around the boiler room which Freddy is trapped inside.
More to come later on. Feedback is welcome..dont worry, the story will become VERY interesting.
The boilers, the rusty old pipes, the endless road of concrete and broken glass filled the never ending dark boiler room. Sheets of cloth hang from broken pipes..as-well as pictures; pictures of young children of about six to fifteen..all with 'LOST' written on the top of them. Then, from the ever growing silence, we hear a soft screech, then it gradually gets louder until it echoes all around the boiler room. A loud menacing laughter is heard, it thuds against the walls of the boiler room. A medium sized man emerges from the shadows, he is wearing a dark, dirty, old brown hat..a ragged and ripped green and black sweater..a pair of dirty brown trousers with matching old brown boots...and finally, on the right hand of the figure, is a metal glove. Attached at the end of the glove are four rusted razors. The figure is the psychotic maniac...
FRED KRUGER! He paces over to the far wall and once again SCREEECH Freddy scrapes his finger nails in anger. Freddy begins to breathe very hard as his eyes squint in anger.
Freddy: Dream...Dream..I need somebody to DRRRRREAAAAAM!! One day, I will return, One day I shall return to Springwood..ELM STREET.. once more the children of springwood will fall victim to my reign of terror, and once again, I shall take their souls!
Freddy takes a long hard look at his rusty claw, he rips it off his hand and throws it away.
Freddy: I can't kill helpless children with a blade that isn't sharp..so, I have got a while to wait until someone dreams again, but when they do, I'll be ready..and they better be too! I have been trapped in this HELL for too long..I want out..THE CHILDREN ARE MINE..MINE..MIIIIIINE!!
Freddy gives out a sadistic evil laugh which echos around the boiler room which Freddy is trapped inside.
More to come later on. Feedback is welcome..dont worry, the story will become VERY interesting.