ೃ⁀➷𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴(𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥)

Chapter 73-The Call Of A Siren

"You ready sexy? The kids will be falling asleep soon and we've got to be prepared." I look to my right to see Freddy in the place that I had first seen him, the dream world, or rather yet the nightmare side. This place looked like the exact settings of the films with the pipes, water heaters and typical boiler room objects. He had successfully pushed the teens to the breaking point so out plan was in full motion. 

"I've always been ready, I'm ready to slice and dice these teens." I raise my non dominant hand which was covered in a similar glove to Freddy. It held the same type of blades as his but were a bit smaller so that the weight wouldn't set me off, the gloves seemed to have been given more care than his as the seams and cuts of fabric were a lot cleaner. There was also a lot of extra metal parts as to protect my hand from any attacks the kids may throw at it.

"That is good to hear, are you ready though for the second half of out show?" Freddy had managed to find the location of the secretary who had been my ex fiancé's side hoe, who claimed to not know of me when she saw me at least once ever week. She actually had moved only one town away from where we were now, meaning she was in Freddy's range. Typically adults would be a bit harder to get to scare, however I knew that she was a scaredy cat so we'd easily be able to get to her.

"Hell ya I am ready, I have wanted this revenger ever since I finally realized that she did sleep with my ex man while knowing I was with him, her whole innocent card has gone down the drain, just as her life will today!" Freddy chuckles at my excitement just before we heard the slight sound, as if a body had landed on metal. We both gave each other a knowing look before spilting up.

The plan was that Freddy would easily wipe out the two females of the group, with either death or scaring the sanity out of them. I would slowly take out the guy by trying to temp his before slashing away. Freddy had managed to somehow teach me the ways of this nightmare filled world and these tricks he taught would seal the fate of the teens.

My feet left loud footstep sounds as I walked over the metal floors of the boiler room, my footsteps were special though. Well they were just to give off the sound of high heels, something many teenage boys can't help but fantasize about. This place would also make it look as if I was an elegant woman in a scandalous dress, it would pull them into me quite like a siren until I attacked. I felt my blood rush and adrenaline pump as I could sense the presence of the first victim nearby. It was time for the mental tormenting to begin.

I turned the corner to be met with the stereotypical blond with green eyes, he was a football star according to what Freddy had told. His jersey though gave away the fact that he did in fact play as the star on the team. Being the type of guy he was his head immediately turned to the sound of the heels and his eyes widened when we saw the projected image of me in his mind. I saw him drool and nearly vomited at how disgusting of a person he seemed to be. I watched as he stood and began to walk to me in silence, fear and uncertainty.

When he got within a foot of me is when I shifted things on him, I shifted the projected image to one of his worst fear. His fear was quite odd for a boy who played off being a tough guy, it was the fear of vampires. The moment the fangs appeared I sliced his stomach with the blades on my hand. He screamed in fear and pain before running away as fast as he could. I followed behind him and since it was a nightmare that I controlled I was way faster. I made the vampire turn to a bat and fly to him, when it began to hit his head and fly around him I chuckled since he let out the most girlish of squeals.

I watched him trip over the pipe he had somehow missed. I let out a maniacal but slow laugh as I neared him. The fear seemed to be too much for him as he looked unable to get up and run, or even move really. I listened to him begin to pray, beg and cry for his life, he called for his family and loved ones and even through calls of apology to them all. I simply saw it all as entertainment as he was never like this before, he was and is a cocky football fellow who sleeps around and bullies anyone not like him. 

"There is no point praying now, it's too late for you!" I quickly threw my hand down and stab right through his center. The gurgles of him chocking on his own blood which rose up his body made me smile. I watched as he slowly died out, the blood pouring all around him as he moved his hands un der him to try and hold the wound. It seemed as if he didn't believe it. It was a beautiful sight to see the life drain from him, however I had bigger things to get down this night so I left the body to lay there as I searched for Freddy.