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Clarissa's POV:I sat in Michael's car

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Clarissa's POV:
I sat in Michael's car. I sighed as I pulled my sweater over my body. Michael put the keys in the ignition and started up the car. It was very chilly outside today. "You don't have to do this, you know." I said to him. Michael looked over at me and said "I want too. I bonded with Dylan at Summer's dinner party. He's like a little brother to me." I half smiled and Michael did the same.

Michael put the car in drive and we headed to the hospital

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Michael put the car in drive and we headed to the hospital. He parked and the two of us walked to the desk. "Dylan Foley." Michael said. The nurse gave us passes and we headed up to the hospital room. We walked in and Summer sat in a chair next to Dylan's bed. "Did they find out what's wrong?" I asked. Summer nodded and said "he's getting discharged. The doctor said it has something to do with sleep deprivation. But I know the cause. It's Freddy. Freddy is doing this to him." Michael sighed deeply and I gasped. "What?" Summer said. I was able to see Dylan being possessed in my head. Michael held my arm as I began to pant. "What is it?" "Dylan. I'm seeing what happened to him." I replied. "I want to see." Summer said. I shook my head and said "I don't know if you should." "Show me." I grabbed Summer's hand and she gasped. "Dylan, oh my god." I watched as the black figure slithered into his mouth. Dylan took a huge breath of air at the end, his eyes widening.

Summer let go of me and the image went away

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Summer let go of me and the image went away. Tears were in her eyes. "My poor baby." Justin walked in and said "what's going on?" "I saw what happened to Dylan. Justin, it was horrible. Our son was possessed by something from the dream world. And he could be very well be possessed by Freddy himself." Summer said. Justin looked down at the sleeping boy in the bed. Dylan sat up screaming. Summer's eyes widened and Justin said "it's ok!" Dylan continued to scream. Michael went over and said "buddy! Hey! It's Michael! Calm down!" Dylan gasped and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. I used my powers and took away whatever he was seeing. "M-mom?" Dylan asked. Summer nodded and said "I'm here." Michael held Dylan to his chest. Dylan looked up at him and said "Michael?" He nodded and Justin and I moved closer to the bed. "W-where am I? What happened?" Dylan said. "The hospital. Could you maybe tell us what is going on with you?" Summer asked her son. Dylan motioned for her to come closer and she did. "It's Freddy. He's trying to come into this world. I don't know how much longer it'll take him. You have to stop him, mom. You have to stop him and save Holly. Holly is trapped in the dream world. Light helps her sometimes. But she's all alone." "Light helps her? How?" I asked. "Light dreams about him too. And I know that you and Michael do as well. I can see you all but can't talk or do anything with you. Mia dreams about him. I know James does too." Dylan said as he clung to Michael. Summer looked down and Justin said "do you still need Michael and Clarissa to be here?" Dylan shook his head and motioned for Justin. Michael let go of him and Dylan hugged his father. I stepped out of the room while Michael did the same. "You did good in there." He said. "Thanks. I didn't want Summer to see what happened to Dylan but she wanted to. I hate that for her." I replied. "You're powers are amazing. The way Dylan calmed down. Clarissa, your powers are going to help us so much." I nodded in response and looked at some of the commotion going on in the hospital. Kyle, Dylan's doctor, walked in his hospital room and Michael shook his head. "What?" I asked. "That doctor. He's too young. What could he possibly know about dreams and sleep deprivation? And he definitely doesn't know about Freddy." Michael said. I watched as Kyle talked to Dylan and Michael was talking but I wasn't listening. "Clarissa?" "Yeah?" "You wanna go get a cup of coffee?" I turned to look at him and said "yeah." Michael put his hands in his pockets and said "great." I smiled up at him, really trying to hide my blush.

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