Chapter 3: Plan of Action

Freddy paced across the room back and forth while Zora laid on the bed, her feet swinging in the air.

"Dammit all!" Freddy growled. "How the fuck do I get back now!?"

"Maybe it won't be so bad." Zora suggested. "After all, doesn't killing teens get tiresome after a while?"

"You don't understand Zora!" Freddy cried out. "Killing teens isn't just something I can shut off and on! It's like a drug and I need my fix now!"

"Alright alright!" Zora relented, visibly annoyed. "Just let me think for a moment."

Zora racked her brain trying to think of a way to help Freddy out of hell. Then it hit her.

"I got it!" She exclaimed. "Why don't we use the necronomicon!?"

"The necronomicon?" Freddy asked. "Are you sure? That's doesn't sound like such a good idea to me."

Zora pouted. "Why not?"

"Let's just say my last encounter with the deadites could have gone a lot better."

"Well than the only other option is the kill the lead cenobite."

"How am I suppose to do that?" Freddy argued. "I couldn't even kill one of those fuckers!"

"Beats me."

Freddy pondered for a bit.

"I know!" He exclaimed a few minutes later. "I'll just find another soul to help me take those cenobitches down!"

"Another soul?" Zora asked.

"Yeah! Like Jason but smarter. You know anybody like that?"

Zora cringed at those words and looked away fearfully.

"You do know someone don't you."

Zora remained silent.

"Come on! I'm dying here!" Freddy pleaded.

Zora sighed in defeat.

"Fine but don't say I didn't warn you."

...

Freddy and Zora had been traveling for what seemed like hours. Their journey took them to a strange building that looked like a prison. They went inside and walked down the hallway, cells making up the walls.

"It's freaking freezing in here!" Freddy complained. "Haven't these people ever heard of a heater?"

"Shush! We're here." Zora and Freddy made it to the end of the hallway and were standing before a dark and musty cell.

"So this is were he is?" Freddy asked.

"Yes. This is where they keep the darkest soul in hell. One even more darker than yours."

Freddy suddenly felt nervous.

"This is where they keep The Shape."