{"id":6226,"date":"1992-09-01T00:01:04","date_gmt":"1992-09-01T00:01:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/?p=6226"},"modified":"2012-08-02T02:15:15","modified_gmt":"2012-08-02T02:15:15","slug":"a-nightmare-on-elm-street-adaptation-excerpts-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-adaptation-excerpts-6\/","title":{"rendered":"A Nightmare on Elm Street \u2014 Adaptation Excerpts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Adapted by Bob Italia<br \/>\nTranscribed by Rob Nimmo<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/1562391569?ie=UTF8&#038;tag=thenightmaone-20&#038;linkCode=xm2&#038;camp=1789&#038;creativeASIN=1562391569\" target=\"_blank\">Order<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>SIX<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<div style=\u201ddisplay:block;float:right;\">\n<div style=\"padding-left: 16px;\"><script type=\"text\/javascript\"><!--\ngoogle_ad_client = \"ca-pub-0772942500851985\";\n\/* 250 *\/\ngoogle_ad_slot = \"3976876457\";\ngoogle_ad_width = 250;\ngoogle_ad_height = 250;\n\/\/-->\n<\/script><br \/>\n<script type=\"text\/javascript\"\nsrc=\"http:\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/show_ads.js\">\n<\/script><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>Parker saw Nancy and someone else fall just inside the window. \u201cPoor woman\u2019s got her hands full with that kid,\u201d he muttered. \u201cMaybe I better tell the lieutenant.\u201d He jogged into Glen\u2019s house and up the stairs to Glen\u2019s bedroom where Thompson was examining the scene. Just then the coroner walked in. \u201cFound you something, Donald,\u201d the coroner said to Thompson. \u201cShould remind you of something.\u201d The coroner shoved his hand out to Thompson. Thompson stared at the strange object in the coroner\u2019s hand, refusing to touch it. It was a long, thin steel blade, razor sharp, attached to some sort of ring and armature\u2014broken off. \u201cOnly place I ever heard of such a thing before was ten years ago. Remember that lunatic Fred Krueger?\u201d Parker frowned. \u201cHey,\u201d he said to Thompson, \u201cyour daughter\u2019s acting kinda&#8230; strange!\u201d Thompson\u2019s eye widened.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2014<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Krueger seized Marge and raised his deadly knives. Nancy wheeled behind him and stuck him in the kidneys with her fists, spilling him back off the bed. Nancy rushed to the door. \u201cHey, pretty boy,\u201d she said to Krueger, \u201ccan\u2019t catch me!\u201d Enraged, Krueger howled after Nancy. Nancy cleared the hall and raced down the steps. Krueger lurched through the doorway after her.<\/p>\n<p>Nancy crossed the living room and reached the front door, banging against it with terrified fury. \u201cCome on,\u201d she cried, \u201che\u2019s in here! Daddy! Don\u2019t let him kill me too!\u201d Krueger thumped down the stairs, his long fingernails scraping the wall. When he reached the main floor, Nancy dove behind the couch. Krueger\u2019s feet hit another wire. The Lifesaver jerked out of the clothespin and the tongs snapped together, completing the circuit with a crackling spark. An explosion ripped out of the floor lamp next to Krueger and knocked him sprawling across the room. Nancy peeked out from behind the couch. Krueger lay in a smoking heap. Nancy ran to the window and screamed out again. \u201cHey Daddy! Hey! I got the creep!\u201d Krueger roared up behind her. Nancy bolted sideways and careened down the cellar stairs, throwing on the lights as Krueger thundered after her.<\/p>\n<p>Nancy stopped at a wall. There was nowhere left to hide. She turned and saw Krueger holding his knife-ladened fingers up for her. \u201cReady for these?\u201d he said. Nancy ducked behind the furnace. She came out the other side with a jug of gasoline and smashed the jug over Krueger\u2019s head. Krueger staggered backward with a roar of fury, Nancy screaming after him with a box of stick matches. She ignited the whole box and threw it at Krueger. In a blinding flash, Freddy went up in a terrific ball of fire. Nancy rushed past the howling maniac and ran up the stairs, Freddy after her in full pyrrhic rage. When she reached the top of the stairs, Nancy slammed the door and bolted it. Freddy slammed the door again and again. His terrible screams and curses peaked, then grew weaker and more garbled. Finally, all was quiet. Nancy staggered half blind from the kitchen. Smoke poured from everywhere. Nancy found her way to the living room window and saw her father and other police officers running across the street toward the house. \u201cDad,\u201d she cried, \u201cget us out of here!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Thompson and his men battered the front door down as black smoke poured out of the house. Once inside, Thompson pulled Nancy into the safety of his arms. But Nancy immediately fought free and headed for the kitchen, beckoning her father to follow. \u201cI got him,\u201d she said. \u201cI got Fred Krueger!\u201d Thompson stared in astonishment, then ran after her. The others followed, coughing and choking. But when they arrived in the kitchen, smoke poured from the cellar. The door was flat on the kitchen floor. Frowning, Nancy wheeled around. She saw a series of tiny, isolated fire burns across the living room and up the stairs\u2014Freddy\u2019s firesteps! \u201cHe\u2019s after Mom!\u201d she cried. \u201cCome on!\u201d Nancy and the others rushed up the stairs. They stopped in the splintered doorway of Marge\u2019s bedroom and gazed in horror. Freddy was aflame on Marge\u2019s bed.<\/p>\n<p>Nancy let out a roar, grabbed a chair, and brought nit down over Krueger\u2019s fiery back, stunning him. Thompson raced into the room with a blanket and threw it over Krueger and Marge. Then he fought the flames. \u201cHe\u2019s under there!\u201d Nancy shouted. \u201cWatch it!\u201d Thompson pulled out his .38 and yanked off the blanket. Marge\u2019s body sank through the mattress, then the bed solidified. Krueger had disappeared. Thompson shoved his .38 into the holster. Then his shaking hands found a cigarette.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNow do you believe me?\u201d Nancy said glumly, her face as white as her ghostly hair. Thompson left the room. Nancy was about to join her father when she noticed a lump in the bed. The lump rose slowly\u2014then suddenly, Freddy tore his way out. \u201cYou think you was gonna get away from me?\u201d he said. Nancy shook her head with a strange calmness. \u201cI know you too well now, Freddy.\u201d Krueger smiled bitterly and raised the gleaming talons. \u201cAnd now you die.\u201d Nancy simply shook her head again. \u201cIt\u2019s too late, Krueger. I know the secret now. This is just a dream, too. You\u2019re not alive. The whole thing is a dream\u2014so get lost! I want my mother and friends again.\u201d Freddy grinned insanely, confused and amused at the same time. \u201cYou what?\u201d \u201cI take back every bit of energy I ever gave you,\u201d Nancy said. \u201cYou\u2019re nothing.\u201d Nancy turned her back on him. Freddy bunched his fingers, producing a single ragged bundle of razor talons. He raised his hand over the back of her head and neck.<\/p>\n<p>Nancy closed her eyes and stepped to the door, her hand touching the doorknob. Freddy stabbed downward\u2014and right through Nancy! Losing his balance, Freddy fell down into an abyss and disappeared. The nightmare on Elm Street was over.<\/p>\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-adaptation-excerpts-5\/\">Chapter 5<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/a-nightmare-on-elm-street-adaptation-excerpts-7\/\">Chapter 7<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Adapted by Bob Italia Transcribed by Rob Nimmo Order SIX<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[11,339],"class_list":["post-6226","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-merchandise","tag-a-nightmare-on-elm-street","tag-bob-italia"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6226","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6226"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6226\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6256,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6226\/revisions\/6256"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6226"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6226"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6226"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}