LORI'S NIGHTMARE

Chapter Five: Anticipation

In the real world, Will finally woke up form his own nightmare screaming. He had been held in the dream room watching time on the old clock where Freddy had left him. The agony of each minute that ticked past the hour was unlike any torture. Watching each minute that Freddy could be with Lori, controlling her, raping her, torturing her.
3:05…..3:10…3:15….3:20….
After a whole hour of agony, suddenly the room felt different. It was like the room’s hold on him was weakening. He felt the straps on the chair actually weakening too. What was going on? He must have been waking up. He started to concentrate once again.
Wake up….Wake up….
“WAKE UP!”
He was awake now, screaming in the real world. When he finally realized he was back in reality and alive, he started struggling furiously. It was then he noticed he had been moved to an actually hospital bed and just one handcuff now held his left bound to the bed rail.
“Nurse! Doctor! Anyone Help!”
He had to get someone, anyone to him. He had to get to Lori, it had been an hour. A whole, agonizing hour….
“Mr. Rollins, please try to contain yourself,” demanded the nurse that was now coming to him into the room. He looked up, relieved and tried to calm himself just slightly to gain allowance.
“Please I need to see my girlfriend, Lori Campbell. Please!”
She looked over his restraints, checking them routinely. “It is alright, Mr. Rollins, everything is alright. You just rest, the sheriff will be here in a few hours to – “
Will knew how this was going to play out, so decided to try a different tactic. He needed to move, to be closer to Lori. He needed to be released from these restraints.
“Ok,” he interrupted her. “I am sorry I startled you Ms…Parkinson, “ he started, reading her name tag now that she was close enough to decipher the letters. “I think I was still dreaming. I do need to use the restroom please. Is there some way that I could?”
He smiled brightly, trying to convince her. Luckily for him it seemed to be working. She smiled back at him anyway. “Oh, of course you do dear. The officer left me the key while they went for a snack, but I really should wait till they get back.”
Will smiled yet again, charming the young nurse. “But I need to go now, I don’t think I can wait darling and I promise I won’t be long.”
She blinked rapidly at being addressed this way and was flattered. He crossed his fingers under the sheet covering him. He just needed one minute. One minute to get to Lori.
“Oh….alright. Let me get the keys. You are so battered and stitched up I don’t think you will climb out the window,” she laughed, going into the hallway. She came back seconds later with the key and uncuffed his arm, helping him off the bed and towards the restroom that was across the room. Will looked around the room, trying to get a feel for an escape route. He noticed as he entered the restroom, it was actually connected to the other room, the door barely noticeable behind a large drape, probably used for privacy in case the door was opened while it was occupied. He hoped it was not locked.
“There you are dear, I will be back to check on you in a couple of minutes.” She smiled widely and turned to step out of the room.
Will immediately went for the door, slowly twisting the knob. It was locked.
Damn! He thought to himself. He was running out of time. She would be back soon to lock him up again. He looked around the room desperately and suddenly noticed something silver gleaming in a small utility closet behind some towels. He lunged forward and pulled it out. It looked like a putty blade. He pushed the towels aside and noticed a canister of tile putty. Obviously something in here had a leak at one time.
Will looked at the door and slid the flat edge of the putty blade in the door between the handle and the door frame. He worked at it for several seconds, continuing to glance back behind him for the nurse. A light click and the door moved slightly forward, released from its lock. Relieved washed over him as he pushed open the door, peering into the adjacent room; it was empty. He moved quickly into the room, shutting the door slowly. Crossing to the other door, he looked into the hall for the nurse or one of the officers. No one was looking his way. He moved quickly down the hall, looking at the charts on the walls, hoping to see her name. He turned down the hall, the down another.
The shrill of speaker on wall startled him as it announced “All staff we have a Code 6 on floor one, please respond. Officer Harris please report to floor one, Repeat, we have a Code 6 on floor one.”
They now were looking for him and he only had minutes, probably seconds till he was caught. They were also calling for the officers too. He NEEDED TO FIND HER!
He turned down another corner, frantic now in his search of the names on the charts, the rooms. Other nurses and patients passed him, oblivious to the fact that he was the reason Code 6 have been called.
It was then that he found it. The door was closed and the lights were dimmed very low but he did not see anyone in the room. He moved quickly, closing the door behind him.
The sight that met his eyes made his heart turn over.
She was tossing her head back and forth, a look of pain mixed with something else filling her face. Her hips were making small upward movements, but he knew if she were not sedated, she would have been thrashing. He was attacking her again. He was too late…..
“Lori!” he pleaded, crossing the room in two strides and grasping her arms as gently as possible, shaking her. He noticed one of her arms felt out of place, almost out of socket.
“Please Lori, please wake up! We have to get you back to the lab. You need Hypnocil. Until we can find a way to defeat him, we need to get you those pills. Please LISTEN to me! LORI! WAKE UP!”
He smacked her cheek rapidly; still nothing.
Now he was desperate. He ran to the door and locked it. He turned and moved a large supply cabinet toward the door, blocking it as best he could. He needed more time and he needed a way to get out of here. A plan formed in his mind quickly.
The window....
He looked out the window; they were facing the backside of a large park that led to a residential area. They could escape this way, but he needed her to be awake.
“LORI CAMPBELL! YOU HEAR ME! WAKE THE HELL UP!!!”
He shook her now, fear sinking into him. What if she didn’t wake up this time?

In the realms of dream, Freddy Krueger watched the young woman on the floor, now in the fetal position. He wouldn’t try to stop her going back to her world, for he had other things he had to do. He still needed to get rid of Jason; the little fuck would still kill all the kids. He would disappear again if no one feared him. They would fear Jason.
Stupid hockey puck…..
He flicked his blades with irritation and looked back at the Lori, a sadistic grin crossing his face.
Lori….
No, she was his now. His new toy, his whore…..
Freddy’s Whore…
He chuckled at the thought, looking at the bruises, the deep jagged cuts along her back that were made from the scraping of the metal wall. Blood was dried and cracked from the cuts on her arm and on her leg and her arm was out of place. She reminded him of a broken porcelain doll, dropped from a high shelf onto the hard floor. The very sight of her made him stir again, but he had to restrain that. He had to take of business first. He needed to find a way to get into the children’s nightmares; he needed them to fear him again, to make him more powerful. He could continue to torture Lori and Will, but they would not give him more victims. He needed a Gatekeeper, someone that could bring them to him. Jason was supposed to be that, but the dick was so stupid, he could not be controlled. And he controlled all.
The girl began to stir, and he knew she was waking up. Once again, he decided to keep her alive. He liked his new toy, and in case he could not get another Gatekeeper, or kill Jason Voorhees, he would always have her to fuck with.
Or just fuck, he thought maniacally.
As she started to leave he moved forward and leaned down and nibbled her ear, whispering softly, “See you again soon bitch. Real soon……..”
She felt a shiver of unwanted anticipation of that meeting as she went back to her bruised, broken and used body in the cold hospital room.


Sorry this was so short, but it’s a transitional chapter. More to come, please review…..