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August 23, 1992.

- That's the day my aunt died, it was...

- The same day.

What else did you do that day?

Freddy!

Do you want to play a game?

- Sure.

- Okay.

How about this one? It looks fun.

Three shots please.

Let's see what you can do with this.

- Don't miss, Freddy.

- Don't!

- Don't miss, Freddy.

- Idiot.

I heard that!

And she's off.

Hey, why don't you want to take the policeguns?

Just play for one thing and one thing only.

- The Spiderman comic.

- That comic crap is for losers.

My shot.

I forgot that you were for the Teddy Bears.

- If you can give me anything. - I would...

if you stopped breaking my concentration.

What do you say we go right for the fair's wheel?

And then we start to work on this play of yours.

- It's a deal!

- Okay.

- Aunt are you okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Sure?

Uh... so it's okay..

Just getting old, I guess.

Do you want to go again?

- No, I can't. - Doesn't matter.

You ain't in for crap!

Come here, damn.

Hey, hey, come on, worke it out.

Then what do you guys say...

We go have some real fun.

I bet Freddy here, has never even been...

to a real haunted house.

- Of course I have.

- Oh yeah?

- Why don't you prove it?

- Lead the way.

I guess we just missed each other.

Hey what is it?

That was the day that it happened.

After we got home.

The day what happened?

My aunt and I were superforming

my plays together in the living room.

We had these costumes and props.

We took it so seriously.

Well, I did anyway.

Now we pretend there was a full house.

A big cheering crowd in the dark.

And my aunt would always play alone.

She was weak, but she did it for me.

And than we turned, I killed her.

It was my fault.

I set the candles out, and they were too close.

And it...

it was my fault, Freddy.

Hey, hey...

Whatever happened, it sounds like it was an accident.

It wasn't an accident, it happened because of me.

Town folding and order at the day, Freddy,

and I don't wanna go back to that moment.

Okay, just tell me exactly what happened.

Let's get away!

Under the desk!

What are you doing?

It has the key.

- I think I hit him.

- Did you kill him?

Not even close.

The journey was long and hard.

But the knight kept going, because

he wanted to make the King proud,

and killed the monster.

Okay, I wait.

That's where the door is, and the chained anchor.

That would mean the chain is roughly...

- Freddy.

- half a mile long.

Okay. Here is the radio static and run,

and we are away, here.

So we're safe.

Freddy... I think I may know what that thing is.

Enter the monster, a big gross creature,

that eats people.

How old were you when you wrote this?

- I told you it was bad.

- Okay, so...

the door from my comic, the monster from your play.

I mean, tell me you know how to kill

this thing. You wrote the story.

In the story, a knight kills it, but for that to happen...

we are out of knights here.

Yeah, well, we can't get through the door,

until we have the key.

And I suppose you have a brilliant

plan of how going to get it.

Are you sure you know how to do this?

Yeah, it was a kind of a pyro at high school.

Okay, we mean to make this fast.

What do you think is going to happen if we don't get out?

I mean, you did not sign anything,

so you could be okay either way.

Listen...

Wish me luck.

Oh sh*t!

You're lousy at it, give it to me.

Freddy.

Freddy, I think these are just the steaks.

- Oh sh*t!

- What?

We have to get to the car.

Damn!

- What do we do?

- Try again.

- He's dead Freddy.

- Just try it!

Maybe we should just stay here.

I have a basement.

This house will be gone in a couple of hours.

Let's go.

Come on.

You would not believe how strong the stuff is.

I used to recall off the roof with this.

I can't stop shaking.

Okay. Come on.

Come, come on.

I haven't been in here in a long time.

Even I come here sometimes just to sit.

That must be the seventeenth.

You know? I never asked where

you were coming from on the bus.

I was on vacation.

Just by yourself?

It wasn't so bad.

Yeah, I guess we're both hermits.

What's your reason?

- My missionaries, I suppose.

- My projection?

I'm sorry I tried to ply you off on the bus.

It's not what one expects, for just a cup of coffee.

If we don't make it out of here...

I just want you to know...

- Are you okay?

- Damn, it hurts.

Okay, all right.

Cone on, come on...

Okay.

Take it easy.

Where are you going?

I will not let you die, Ana.

So don't follow me.

No!

No.

No!

Once upon a time there was a pleasant place called Marilyn.

- Maryland.

- Excuse me, Maryland.

And in this land, there lived a knight...

His boss was the king, a fat man with a big beard,

named Lord Donbery.

Is it true that this place is haunted?

I bet it is. It was a hospital during the Civil War.

They say the ghosts of the that died...

are still on the halls.

After three weeks and a half weeks of travelling,

he finally came to the monster's secret cave...

That's me.

What are you going to do?

See those colgalejas in the front porch? I will hit them.

Bull crap, you cannot hit that from here.

Watch me.

I've come to cut off your head.

You are not very good at roar!

Much better, now you feel my sword.

Dirty beast!

Here we go!

Holy crap! Did you do that?

- Freddy, come on.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

Freddy, come here. Don't leave me.

It was wrong... it was wrong...

- I don't know where I was... here...

- It's okay.

It's, is, is...

It's why... why we're here.

No, no Freddy.

Freddy, please, please don't go.

I'm not afraid of you.

Come on.

Ma'am!

Hello.

Where is Freddy?

I can help you?

I'm looking for Freddy.

I am Miss Caretaker.

Come on in.

- Let me know if you need anything.

- Thank you.

- Freddy.

- Hi.

God was at the hospital.

I was so scared.

You were on the bus, right?

Freddy...

Don't you remember?

I remember we had a good talk.

He doesn't remember anything,

nothing other than being on the bus.

But, you seems to remember clearly.

This may sound crazy, but...

He was with me in my coma, we were...

we were here in this Town, only we were...

I don't know, I...

He has been having vivid dreams...

but he only remembers fragments.

This is yours.

I like to stay with him.

How do you know Freddy anyway?

We grapped from the street from each other.

I don't remember doing, none of those.

You are great.

Did we meet each other before the bus?

In a way.

Because I feel like I know you from somewhere else.

This is me. See?

You remember?

Almost.

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