"ah!"

With a terrifying scream from his mouth, Nancy woke up in the bed.

Looking at everything familiar in the surrounding rooms, the expression of fear eased a little.

However, he reached out and touched his cheek.

He lowered his head and looked at the dazzling blood on his fingers and the faint stinging pain from his cheeks, but the fear that had faded in Nancy's heart appeared again.

"Are you okay, Nancy?"

Pushing open the door of the room, the mother looked at Nancy who was getting up in the room, and her face showed a look of concern.

"I had a nightmare, mom."

Hearing his mother's inquiry, Nancy quickly reached out to wipe off the blood from the tiny wounds on her face, and replied calmly.

"Nightmare?"

Hearing Nancy's answer, the mother at the door walked to the bed and sat down. Looking at the girl who was still a little scared on her face, she reached out and touched her cheek.

"Is the nightmare you mentioned like this?"

Accompanied by a gentle tone, the mother suddenly reached out to pull down her face, revealing an ugly face full of burn scars, and the palm on Nancy's face also turned into sharp iron claws.

“Ah~”

Looking at the mother who suddenly changed her appearance in front of her, Nancy's fear that she had been trying to suppress finally burst out completely at this moment. She opened her mouth and screamed.

Meanwhile, Freddy in front of her, admired the girl's screams.

He also opened his scarred mouth and made an ugly and crazy laughter.

"Nancy, Nancy..."

Yushu Street, home.

Looking at the girl who kept screaming on the bed, the mother reached out to shake her arm and shouted.

“Happy times are always short.”

In the nightmare, I noticed that Nancy was vaguely waking up.

Freddy let go of the iron claws she placed on the girl's face and took a few steps back to admire Nancy's screaming on the bed.

"But it doesn't matter, because I've already prepared a special place for you on the invitation list, Nancy."

"How could I bear to eat your delicious soul at once? Looking forward to the next time we date in a dream, of course, that would undoubtedly be a nightmare."

Taking off the brown hat on his head and revealing his bare and scarred head without any hair, Freddy said a 'gent' farewell to Nancy.

The next second, the iron claws on his hand suddenly stretched out and wiped them at his neck.

The sharp iron claws cut Freddy's neck and cut off his head smoothly like a butter knife.

A large amount of blood sprayed from Freddy's neck, dyeing the roof red.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Freddy's cut head was constantly spinning in the air, and his mouth was filled with harsh laughter.

...

"Nancy, Nancy..."

"ah!"

At home, he screamed and opened his eyes again.

Nancy looked at the familiar environment around her, but she didn't have any thoughts of peace.

She looked at her mother who was worried by the bed, and subconsciously saw a nightmare scene in her mind. She climbed down from the bed like crazy, curled up in the corner and shivered.

"It found me, Freddy, found me..."

...

"Our Father in heaven: May all men respect your name as holy. May your kingdom come. May your will be done on earth, as in heaven... save us from evil. For kingdom, authority, glory is all yours, forever...Amen."

Elm Street, old church.

The dim lights raked a long shadow on the church's cross.

Under the cross, the priest held the Bible and prayed devoutly.

Scream—

sir — sir —

At this moment, a harsh sound rang out from the church, interrupting the priest's prayer.

After stopping the prayer, the priest looked down at the Bible in his hand, reached out and drew a cross gesture on his chest, then slowly got up and walked to an unknown corner of the church, where there was an iron door that was always closed, locked tightly there.

His eyes fell on the rusty iron lock, and a look of hesitation flashed in the priest's muddy eyes.

The harsh sound of fingernails slashing across the blackboard in the ears turned the hesitation in the priest's eyes into firmness.

Click!

He reached out and took out a key from his pocket and inserted it into the iron lock.

With the difficult rotation, the rusty iron lock was opened.

Squeak-

After taking off the rusty iron lock, the priest lowered his head and drew a cross and prayed softly, then he pushed open the iron door in front of him.

When I opened the iron door, the first thing that poured into the priest's nose was a lingering smell of corruption.

Behind the iron gate is a dilapidated courtyard. Due to the long-term failure to take care of, the courtyard has been covered with various weeds, covering the original roads in the courtyard without any trace. A black dead tree fell in the center of the courtyard. The surface of the trunk had long rotted into black soil. In the bumpy holes, insects could be vaguely seen wriggling.

After passing the dilapidated and chaotic environment of the courtyard, the priest's eyes fell on the corner of the courtyard.

A dry well that had long been dried up.

...

"It seems that the sheriff is not lying."

The next day, inside the town police station.

Agent Zhou looked at the information left by picking up the case twenty years ago and said calmly.

"This Freddy is indeed a crazy guy."

Although the content of the archive has become less complete due to time changes, through some investigation results and the testimony of the victim's parents at that time, Agent Zhou still outlined a demonic figure in his mind.

Pick up the only photo of Freddy's face printed in the archives.

Amanda looked at the man wearing a red and green horizontal sweater and smiling brightly.

A look of disgust appeared on his face.

"The court will actually make an innocent sentence for such a crazy murderer."

"Since the Simpson case, I have never received any hope for those high-ranking judges."

The Simpson wife murder case can be regarded as one of the most controversial scandals in American justice.

Even after winning the lawsuit, Simpson went from a rich big star to a pauper.

However, the lawyer who defended Simpson became famous because of this.

Since the Simpson Wife Killing Case, everyone wants to become the defense lawyer for the next Simpson case.

The judicial characteristic of the American judicial system, which is unique to "it would rather miss a thousand people than wrongly accuse one person" has also become the most favorable defense weapon for these rich people.

At the same time, it also caused the federal police to enforce the law, often the first choice is to shoot and kill criminals, rather than wait until the trial is held to engage in the so-called legal battle with the group of vicious lawyers.

You may have the right to hire a lawyer, but at least you have to live until then.
Chapter completed!