{"id":6292,"date":"1992-09-01T00:01:02","date_gmt":"1992-09-01T00:01:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/?p=6292"},"modified":"2012-08-03T04:11:49","modified_gmt":"2012-08-03T04:11:49","slug":"freddys-dead-the-final-nightmare-adaptation-excerpts-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/freddys-dead-the-final-nightmare-adaptation-excerpts-7\/","title":{"rendered":"Freddy\u2019s Dead: The Final Nightmare \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\/1562391615?ie=UTF8&#038;tag=thenightmaone-20&#038;linkCode=xm2&#038;camp=1789&#038;creativeASIN=1562391615\" target=\"_blank\">Order<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>SEVEN<\/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>Tracy stared at herself in the mirror of the girls\u2019 bathroom as she got ready for bed. Then she splashed cold water over her face. Behind her, she heard a stall door creak open. She looked at it in the mirror, then lowered her head to splash her face again. But when she gazed into the mirror, she saw that the stalls had disappeared. She was no longer in the girls\u2019 bathroom at the shelter. She was in the bathroom of a trashy, rundown tract house\u2014the house in which she once lived. \u201cTracy, girl,\u201d a raspy voice called out. \u201cDaddy\u2019s home!\u201d Tracy whirled around and saw Freddy staring at her, his arms open wide. \u201cHow about a little hug for daddy?\u201d Freddy said. \u201cForget it, jerk face!\u201d Tracy shouted. \u201cWhat\u2019s with kids today?\u201d Freddy said. \u201cNo respect.\u201d He moved toward her. \u201cYou can\u2019t hurt me,\u201d Tracy said. \u201cThis is my dream and I\u2019ll go where I want.\u201d She tried the backdoor in the kitchen, but it was locked. \u201cThis may be your dream, but it\u2019s my rules!\u201d Freddy said, laughing. Tracy panicked, desperate to escape as Freddy slowly made his way toward her. She eyed the stove, then ran to it. Turning on the burners, she held her arms over them. \u201cCareful, honey,\u201d Freddy said. \u201cYou mustn\u2019t hurt yourself. That\u2019s my job.\u201d Suddenly, Tracy heard a familiar voice from somewhere in the dream plane. \u201cTracy?\u201d Doc shouted. \u201cWhere are you, girl? Wake yourself up. Get out!\u201d Tracy thrust her arms into the burning flames and screamed. When she woke in the girls\u2019 wing of the shelter, she saw Maggie charging in. Tracy\u2019s arms were covered with burns. \u201cDoc\u2019s in there!\u201d Tracy cried. Maggie and Tracy ran from the wing down the hall. <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2014<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Doc entered the rec room, still calling out for Tracy. All was quiet. Getting scared, Doc picked up a bat and continued his search. \u201cDoc?\u201d Tracy\u2019s voice called out. \u201cIs that you?\u201d \u201cYeah, Tracy, where are you?\u201d \u201cI\u2019m here. I\u2019m stuck in one of the lockers. Help me out.\u201d Doc opened the lockers one by one until he came to the end of the row. He reached out for the last locker and flung it open. It was empty. \u201cWhere are you?\u201d he called out. \u201cRight here,\u201d the raspy voice said. Doc spun around to face Freddy. \u201cYou taught her a lot,\u201d Freddy said. \u201cBut there\u2019s so much more to learn.\u201d Freddy took a swipe at Doc who ducked out of the way. Doc hammered Freddy with his bat until he lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. Freddy started moaning&#8230;but then his moans turned into a hideous giggle as he slowly rose to his feet. \u201cSticks and stones may break my bones,\u201d Freddy said, \u201cbut nothing will ever kill me.\u201d Then he held up his claw. \u201cLet\u2019s see,\u201d  he said, counting on his claw, \u201cthey tried burning me. They tried burying me. They even tried holy water. But I keep on ticking. They promised me that\u2014\u201d \u201cThey?\u201d Doc interrupted. \u201cThe dream people&#8230;the ones who gave me this job!\u201d Freddy drew closer. \u201cYou think you know about dreams? You know nothing. In dreams, I am forever! Too bad you\u2019re not!\u201d Freddy lunged toward Doc. Doc\u2019s hand grabbed Freddy\u2019s sweater. Freddy pulled away as a piece of his sweater tore off in Doc\u2019s hand. Freddy maneuvered Doc into a killing position. But just as he was about to deliver the death blow, a bell sounded. Doc began fading away. Freddy swiped the empty air with a frustrated grunt. <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2014<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Maggie and Tracy burst into Doc\u2019s office. Doc was sitting in his chair, shutting off a nearby alarm clock. He looked up at them. \u201cWhat?\u201d he said. \u201cI\u2019m not stupid, you know.\u201d Then he held out the piece of Freddy\u2019s sweater and smiled. \u201cAnd I think we have a way to get him.\u201d He sat Maggie down in a chair and affixed electrodes to her forehead. The electrodes were attached to Doc\u2019s computer equipment. The monitor registered a jagged sine wave. \u201cWe can\u2019t get him in the dream,\u201d he said, holding up the piece of sweater, \u201cbut if this can come out, he can come out. And once he\u2019s out, he\u2019s real. And if he\u2019s real, he can bleed.\u201d \u201cAnd die,\u201d Tracy said. \u201cRight,\u201d Doc said. \u201cHe may be forever in his world, but we\u2019ll own him in ours.\u201d \u201cHow will you know when I have him?\u201d Maggie said. Doc nodded toward the monitor. \u201cThis\u2019ll tell me when you\u2019ve found him, then I\u2019ll bring you out. But you have to be holding onto him to carry him out.\u201d \u201cI know,\u201d Maggie said bravely. \u201cHe\u2019s going to try and trick you,\u201d Doc said, \u201cjust like he did with me and Tracy.\u201d \u201cI can\u2019t beat him until I know what it is. He won\u2019t let me get there.\u201d \u201cYou have to get there yourself,\u201d Doc said. \u201cAnd to do it&#8230;\u201d He handed her the 3-D glasses. Maggie stared at him. \u201cAre you for real?\u201d \u201cThey mean nothing here. But inside the dream they can be anything you want. He\u2019ll use your eyes to fool you. Use these to see beyond his tricks. He got inside your head, you get inside his.\u201d Tracy put her hand on Maggie. \u201cBe careful. He\u2019s good at finding out where it hurts you the most.\u201d Maggie smiled, then nodded to Doc. He turned on the unit as she relaxed. The sine wave flattened out and leveled. It did not take long for Maggie\u2019s eyes to grow heavy. Her lids fluttered, and soon she fell asleep. <\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2014<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Maggie opened her eyes and found herself alone in Doc\u2019s office. She caught sight of the dream demon painting and stared at it. Somehow, it seemed important. She put on the 3-D glasses. They dissolved into her eyes. When she looked at the painting again, it took on an added dimension. It seemed like a hologram. Maggie approached the painting and stared at it again. When she reached out to touch it, her hand disappeared into the canvas. She pulled it out, then stuck her head in. The painting was a pathway into Freddy\u2019s brain! Get inside his brain&#8230; Maggie dove into the painting. Now a blur of light, she streaked toward the center of Freddy\u2019s brain at the speed of sound. It was filled with bizarre, floating shadows. They surrounded Maggie as she streaked through.<\/p>\n<p>Then in a brilliant flash of light, Maggie found herself in the back of a grade school classroom. The windows were covered and the room dim. Eight-year-old Freddy was at a chalkboard, writing I WILL BE KIND TO ANIMALS over and over again. \u201cSon of a hundred maniacs,\u201d his classmates taunted him. \u201cSon of a hundred maniacs!\u201d \u201cI\u2019m in his memories,\u201d Maggie said to herself. Another flash of light took her to the basement of the Elm Street house. Teenage Freddy was in his foster father\u2019s workshop when he entered with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a leather belt in the other. \u201cYou been a waste since the day I took you in,\u201d the old man said in a mean and drunken voice. \u201cIt\u2019s time to take your medicine!\u201d He snapped the belt, then raised it high to strike. Another flash of light took Maggie to Freddy\u2019s shack. Freddy, now an adult, was asleep on his cot when a group of enraged adults appeared. \u201cHe\u2019s in there!\u201d someone called out. \u201cSpread the gasoline around. The courts should\u2019ve taken care of this already.\u201d A flaming bottle crashed through a window and exploded on the floor. Flames erupted everywhere. Freddy jumped up and tried to escape, but the flames consumed him. Freddy screamed in pain, but soon his cries subsided as strange things took shape in the fire. Suddenly, three eerie forms emerged. They looked like the dream demons in Doc\u2019s painting. They swirled around the burning Freddy. \u201cWe know what you want,\u201d the demons said. \u201cI want it all!\u201d Freddy cried. \u201cThen open up, and you shall be forever!\u201d The demons blasted into Freddy, causing another flash of light. <\/p>\n<p>Maggie found herself back in the Elm Street basement. But now she was the little girl in her recurring dream\u2014young Katherine Krueger. She could hear the thudding outside and ran out the cellar doors. The little girl ran to the side of the house. There, Fred stood over Loretta\u2019s body. \u201cMommy?\u201d the little girl said fearfully. Fred turned to his daughter. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, baby. Mommy had to take her medicine for snooping in daddy\u2019s special workshop. But you won\u2019t tell, will you?\u201d \u201cI won\u2019t tell,\u201d the little girl said, crying. Suddenly, a flash of light brought Maggie to Freddy\u2019s boiler room. \u201cBut you did tell, didn\u2019t you?\u201d a raspy voice said. Maggie turned to face Freddy. \u201cNow it\u2019s time to take your medicine,\u201d Freddy said. \u201cYou killed my mother,\u201d Maggie said. Freddy giggled. \u201cShe\u2019s down here\u2026waiting for you.\u201d Freddy advanced, but Maggie wasn\u2019t afraid. \u201cYou killed my mother!\u201d she roared. She grabbed him and held on tight. \u201cNow!\u201d she cried.<\/p>\n<p>Back in reality, the wave on Doc\u2019s monitor went wild. \u201cShe\u2019s got him!\u201d Tracy said. Doc moved to the slumbering Maggie on the chair. \u201cThen let\u2019s get her out.\u201d Maggie and Freddy started fading away. Freddy\u2019s eyes widened as he realized what was happening. \u201cNoooo!\u201d he cried. Doc woke up Maggie. She came out of the dream violently. They looked around the room, ready for an attack. But Freddy was nowhere to be seen. \u201cWhere is he?\u201d Tracy said. \u201cI had him,\u201d Maggie insisted. \u201cMaybe the trip killed him,\u201d Tracy said. Maggie put her hands to her eyes. \u201cNo\u2026I\u2019m still seeing things his way, like in the dream. He\u2019s still alive. It\u2019s not over.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"clear:left;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/freddys-dead-the-final-nightmare-adaptation-excerpts-6\/\">Chapter 6<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/freddys-dead-the-final-nightmare-adaptation-excerpts-8\/\">Chapter 8<\/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 SEVEN<\/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":[339,121],"class_list":["post-6292","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-merchandise","tag-bob-italia","tag-freddys-dead-the-final-nightmare"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6292","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=6292"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6292\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6297,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6292\/revisions\/6297"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6292"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6292"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nightmareonelmstreetfilms.com\/site\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6292"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}