LORI'S NIGHTMARE

Lori opened her eyes slowly.
PAIN!
The pain came with her to the real world; her arm was dislocated, the pain sending her mind reeling. Yet, compared to the dream world, the pain was much duller. And where was the pain from the cuts? Were they there?
“Lori…..” someone whispered in the darkness. She recognized that voice.
“Will?” she said hoarsely, looking for his face, reaching out with her good arm. She felt his cheek and she gasped, fresh tears glittering her cheeks. He was alive!
“You’re alive. He…did…not…kill…you..”
Will place a finger to her lips. “Shh Lori. I am here. We need to get you out of here. We need to get back to Westin Hills and your dad. He will have Hypnocil for you and that monster will never bother you again. I promise.”
He heard pounding on the door. Someone was trying to come in.
“Will Rollins! Come out now!”
Recognizing the voice of the officer who arrested him, Will knew their time was up. He needed to move her and fast.
She also looked toward the door, “What is going on?”
He pulled back the blankets and helped her into a sitting position, easing her slowly to not pull on her cuts or stitches. Suddenly the barricade he had placed gave way and the officers rushed into the room, grabbing Will and pulling him away.
“No! Please! He did not do anything wrong! Please! He is my boyfriend and he did not do this to me!”
The officers forced him to his knees as they cuffed him from behind. A doctor moved past them to attend to Lori. “Ms. Campbell, please lay back down. What happened to your arm?”
Lori remembered her shoulder and the pain returned ten-fold. She had to think fast as they were sure to blame Will again. She noticed the window open. “He came back after me! The man you are looking for! He came through the window. If Will had not been here, he would have killed me. Will is innocent!”
Will was actually proud of Lori for such an excellent cover story. Anything close to the truth and both of them would have been committed. He prayed they would believe it.
“You need to search the grounds officer,” said the doctor as he continued to look over Lori, “These cuts are fresh and Mr. Rollins has no blood splatter on him, no weapon to have made these. It is the exact four cuts as before, all in a row. Did you see his face, Ms. Campbell?”
She looked away from him, “No, it was too dark again.”
Ever since she had awoken she refused to let herself think about what had happened this time. To even let her mind process it. She had put up a wall and she would leave it up.
The officers stared toward her, and then back to Will. “We will take him back to his room. He is still needed for questioning. Once the county sheriff gets here, if you make a statement Ms. Campbell and what the hospital finds, he may be released back to the custody of Westin Hills. He is to return there immediately.”
Lori’s eyes widened. “My father works there! He knows that this madman was after us! Call him; he will be able to tell you. He treated Will himself and knows he could not have possibly have done this.”
They lifted Will off the floor and began to walk him out. She stared hopelessly at him, not wanting him to leave her alone. Tears filled her eyes as she pleaded with the doctor. "Please... I don't want to be alone without him. He...he is all I have left."
The doctor examining her arm and the nurse now bandaging her cuts looked at one another. The look did not bring Lori comfort.
The nurse, whom she remembered as Gilda, spoke first. "Dear, you need to be attended to first, and the police know what they are doing. We finally got a hold of your father. He knows where you are at and he is on his way.”
For once in the past week of hell she had endured; the deaths of her friends, the truth of her mother, the unbearable nightmares and almost losing Will the thought of her father actually gave her comfort. He would be able to stop the nightmares…..
The….pain….
She failed once more in not letting it consume her. It all flooded back, so vivid she thought it was happening all over again. She felt an involuntary sob escape her lips and the prodding of her arm stopped. “Just one moment, one… two….”
The doctor jerked her arm fiercely and her arm snapped back into place, relocating the arm completely with a loud, odd crunching sound. Her screams pierced the room like knives, making the Gilda wince. Poor thing, she thought silently.
Lori screamed and screamed, not only for the pain of her arm, but the realization of the nightmare she had been trying to block.
Harder….Harder….
Each thrust in time with the music…..
“You’re mine now Lori. Now, say my name. Give into me.”
Harder….Faster….Closer….
“Say it!” he had demanded, his blades tightening along her back.
No more pain!
“FREDDY!” she had cried out, finally defeated.
She had started to leave and he leaned down and nibbled her ear, whispering softly, “See you again soon bitch. Real soon……..”
She had remembered everything…..
Every thrust, every moan….
Every burning, overwhelming sensation of pleasure, NO!
PAIN!
It was never pleasure, never pleasure….
She had been tortured to feel those feelings. She had not wanted them.
She had not wanted him….
What she had with Will was real, natural and NORMAL…
What had happened over the past day was immoral, inhuman and completely NEVER what she wanted…..
Through all her thoughts, she was finally aware she was still screaming in the room, and the doctor was preparing another needle.
Another needle to a nightmare…..
“No!” she came out of her revelry sharply to smack the incoming syringe of what was sure to be something to sedate her. The doctor was not expecting this and the syringe went flying. He watched it clatter to the floor and spin away under a medical cart.
“No,” she said again, trying to look calmer. She could not return to the nightmare…
“Please. It was just the pain. I do not want to be sedated again. I am fine now. The pain is gone. I am positive I am fine. I just need to relax, but I need to stay awake until my father gets here. I need to talk to him. Please.”
Again, the nurse and the doctor exchange nervous looks. She knew what she must look like, like someone who was on the verge of losing their mind, which she actually was. But she pulled every bit of strength she had left to contain her pain long enough to get the help she needed. The answer Will had given her was now her only hope to end all of this. To take away the monsters power over her and let this finally be over…..
Hypnocil…
“All right Ms. Campbell. I will just give you something for the pain. It won’t make you sleep, but it will make it easier for me to treat these new cuts. Then we will move you to the ICU. This is where our hospital is the most secure. I usually thought we were pretty secure before, but this,” he waived his hand at the window, which was now closed, “makes me think otherwise. I am so, so sorry. You will Never be hurt again by this man. Not while I am here.”
Dr. Peterson placed his hand on hers, consoling her. He felt personally responsible for this second incident. He already knew they would not see the assailant from the security tapes as there were no cameras in this room or outside the window. He was determined to find this man. No matter what. He had already requested the results of the DNA tests immediately and now he was going to put her in the place he knew she would be safe. He released the brakes on the wheels of her hospital bed and began pushing out of the room. “Let’s get you out of here.”
Lori nodded, actually leaning back into the bed, finally relaxing just a little. Her father was on his way. Will was here and alive. Jason was back home and soon Freddy will no longer be able to hurt her or anyone else in Springwood.
He would never rape her again….
He would never bite her or touch her or….caress…
She shook her head again and tried to get him out of her head. New tears stung her eyes once again as she could almost feel him in her again. The agony of this was growing, like a festering sore spreading infection to her very soul.
They rolled her down the hallway, turning a corner into a set of double doors. They entered a busier area where more patients and more staff were present this late at night. Looking at the door as it past them, she read the sign; Intensive Care Unit.
A small feeling of security washed over her slightly.
“DOCTOR!”
Lori watched a nurse running toward the doctor, papers in her hand. Dr. Peterson looked as if he had anticipated this and took the papers wordlessly from the nurse. “Thank you for the rush, Joanna. I will review them once I move this patient into her new room.”
“But, there is something I need to tell you about it doctor. The results-“
He shook his head pointedly. “Let me MOVE this patient first. I will review them in a minute with you. Wait here.”
The nurse named Joanna looked at Lori and revelation dawned in her face. This also struck Lori and she now realized it as well. The results were about her.
The nurse moved out of her vision as she was turned into a new empty room and the bed came to a halt. She had no windows in this room, just glass doors and observation areas where the staff monitored their most intensive patients. Dr. Peterson set the brakes again on the wheels and pulled up the bed rails, locking them into place. “There you are, Ms. Campbell. I must step out for a moment, but Gilda will stay with you. She will take care of-“
“Lori!” came a familiar voice. She felt her heart soar as her father came hurriedly into the room, the happiest she had ever felt to see his face.
“Oh… Oh Lori….” he had paused, looking over her bandaged and bruised form. She looked completely broken, like her mother. Why hadn’t he told her the truth?
“Daddy….” She whimpered, actually reaching out to him. She needed him, like a toddler needed her parents to protect her from the monsters under the bed. The monster this time had been much worse, and only the comfort of her father could help her now.
He carefully wrapped his arms around her as she broke down.

Dr. Peterson took this moment to exit the room. He saw Joanna at the end of the hall waiting for him as he strode toward her, results in hand. “Thank you for waiting Joanna. What did you need to tell me?”
He then noticed the strain on her face. Whatever she needed to tell him about these results, it was not good news. She just shook her head and pointed at the papers in his hand. “Read that first, Dr. Peterson.”
Sighing, he humored her and opened the results and examined them. Whatever he was prepared for, it was not this.
“Not human?”
She looked weary. “They ran the tests over and over, but it’s the same. It appears human. It definitely has the male chromosome and has the basic 22 other pairs of chromosomes. So whoever attacked is definitely male.”
She turned the next page to show the rest of the DNA results. “But you see the extra sets of chromosomes here? There are over 10 other pairs of unidentifiable chromosomes from the same DNA sample. Even our top examiner said it was impossible for anyone to manipulate DNA like this to hide their tracks. How in the world could this man have done it??!!”
He shook his head, bewildered. “Do you know if the lab got anything back on the rest? Did any of it match Mr. Rollins?”
“Thank heavens no. If Ms. Campbell is right and he was brutalized by the same man, they need each other right now.”
“Hopefully her father will give her some comfort as well. He came to talk to the boy too, trying to get him to go back the Westin Hills.”
“What do we tell the county’s office doctor? The officer will be by in a few moments to get the results.”
He looked over them again, sighing heavily. “Well no doubt they are not useable. Obviously they are inconclusive if they are coming up this way. Something must have tainted it.”
She sighed as well. “Another dead end.”
He agreed, handing her back the papers and heading toward his other patients, allowing Lori time with her father.

In the room, Lori was now curled against her father’s chest sobbing uncontrollably as he held her tightly. “I am here now. It’s ok….It’s ok…”
She had never felt so weak, so desperate for help. She did not even notice her father reaching into his vest pocket and pulling out the little bottle. Did not say anything as he popped off the lid and tipped it onto the bed, letting two blue pills fall onto the sheets.
“You know what this is, baby?”
She nodded; it was all she could manage between sobs.
“I need to take these now, Lori. It is the only way I can protect you.”
She did not hesitate as he grabbed a waiting glass of water off a tray table next to the bed and held it to her lips after she placed them into her mouth.
As she swallowed, she could almost hear the angry roars of defeat from the dream world she left behind not so long ago….
“This isn’t over, bitch,” was the last thing she heard as she felt herself drifting into peaceful, dreamless sleep......