[Comprehensive British and American] Welcome to Arkham's Infinite Journey

third night 05

Three forty years ago, when Freddy was still alive, he lived in a place called Elm Street.

He harassed the children on Elm Street and killed them in brutal ways.

After angry parents on Elm Street found out about the incident, they did not resort to the law and let the law punish Freddie.

Instead, he chose to arrest Freddy and burn him to death.

—Freddie's horrible face, and the many burn marks on his body, are the result of this.

When Freddy died, everything about him should have ended.

but……

Freddy is back from hell.

And has the ability to enter other people's dreams.

He became a member of the "Dream Devil".

Freddy enjoys the cruelty and pleasure of being able to manipulate other people into their dreams and do whatever they want in their dreams.

The fear of others is his source of strength.

When his power reached its peak, even the master of the dream world couldn't stop his encroachment.

And the damage he caused in the dream can also be reflected in the actual body of the person involved.

If he was killed by him in a dream, then this person will die with the same scars in reality.

How fun isn't it?

Freddy was very confident in his abilities.

And he who returned from hell didn't think there was anything in this world that could make him feel scared.

after all……

In this world, can there be a more terrifying existence than hell?

Just when Freddy was wondering, everything in front of him suddenly changed.

Freddy finds himself and Sephiroth flipped positions.

Standing in the middle of the room, Sephiroth sat on the chair.

Although it is a very ordinary chair, narrow room and bare walls, but because of the existence of Sephiroth, everything becomes different.

It seems to have a nobility and value that does not exist at all, which is not accessible to ordinary people.

Sephiroth, who was sitting on a chair with a roster in his hand, smiled and said to him, "Hi, Mr. Freddy, welcome to my dream."

Facing the sudden change, Freddy did not act rashly, but looked down at himself.

His attire changed.

It was no longer the ordinary prison uniform before, but his own clothes.

His black hat was also on his head, and his right hand...

Freddy raised his right hand and moved his fingers, and the five blade-like steel claws on it moved accordingly.

He returned to his original form.

Freddy, who is a succubus, is very aware of the current situation.

He did meet a great guy.

Logically speaking, as the master of dreams, he has absolute control over his own dreams.

But the vast majority of ordinary people in this world, when dreaming, first find it difficult to realize that they are dreaming.

Secondly, people who generally realize that they are dreaming will wake up quickly.

Again, even those who have not woken up and told themselves loudly in their dreams that they are dreaming, they have no way to freely control their dreams.

But there are also very few people, like Sephiroth, who can do everything in front of them.

Realize that you are dreaming without waking up, and you can truly control your dreams.

Although I don't know how much Sephiroth can control his dreams, the situation in front of him is not optimistic.

Reminiscent of the bad premonition that Sephiroth brought to him earlier, Freddy already had the idea of ​​retreating.

His strength comes from the fear of others.

If others are not afraid of him at all.

In the dream, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Not to mention, this person can control his dreams freely.

If one of them is not handled well, Freddy may directly explain it here.

People like Sephiroth are definitely the kind that succubi hate and fear to meet the most.

Freddy stepped back, showing his sparse teeth, and gave Sephiroth a wry grin.

Then he turned around and rushed to the door, reached out and twisted the doorknob.

But the door was welded dead, motionless.

Even everything outside the door seemed to disappear the moment Sephiroth took over the dream.

At this moment, in this dream, only this room and them in the room are left.

Seeing Freddy like this, Sephiroth chuckled lightly.

Folding his two long legs together in a leisurely manner, he leaned back, and he casually placed the roster on the table.

"Does Mr. Freddy want to go out?" Sephiroth asked softly.

The sound was not loud, but it could be heard very clearly in this narrow room.

Freddy stared at Sephiroth with a sullen face, thinking frantically what to do next.

It is not uncommon for him to be defeated by ordinary people in his dreams.

But every time those people thought they were victorious, Freddy was able to reappear and surprise them.

Being able to do this is naturally related to Freddy's own ability.

But the sense of threat brought by Sephiroth was too strong, and Freddy didn't want to or dare to do it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Sephiroth didn't care about Freddy's psychological changes, he just smiled and pointed to a box that suddenly appeared on the lower single bed.

The box didn't exist before he took over the dream.

"Maybe try this box if you want to get out of this room."

After saying this, Sephiroth stopped talking to Freddy, turned around to face the table like an "ordinary roommate", casually took out a book from the empty but now full of books to read.

These books are identical to some of the books in the Arkham Library.

They are all shaped according to Sephiroth's memory.

The contents inside are exactly the same, even the punctuation marks and possible flaws on the paper of the book were all shaped by Sephiroth according to his memory.

Dreamland is a really interesting place.

As the one who can control the dream.

The rules and content of the entire dream world are all limited by the memory, experience, and thoughts of the dream owner himself.

It's like such a simple book.

If the owner of the dream doesn't remember the contents, maybe after opening the book, nothing can be seen clearly inside, only blank paper.

Book covers and the like will also be perfunctory, unable to be accurate to the details.

Because the dream master himself didn't notice those details.

But Sephiroth remembered everything, and recreated everything in his dream.

With a strange mood in his arms, Sephiroth opened the books he had read and browsed word by word.

As if the Freddy in the room didn't exist.

Freddy stood for a long time, and found that Sephiroth seemed to have no intention of continuing to attack him, and he felt a little more relaxed.

Freddy thought a lot.

From speculating why Sephiroth did this to how to get out of trouble.

In the end, I found that there seemed to be nothing I could do for a while.

This room is "impregnable", and there is no way for him to leave.

In a short time, even the only door on the wall disappeared, let alone windows.

Here it becomes a completely sealed "box", like...

The box that was placed on the lower single bed was average.

After trying many times in the room, I found that Sephiroth's ability to control his dreams was so strong that he had no way to escape. Freddy, who didn't dare to shoot Sephiroth for a while, finally focused on on the box.

He tentatively walked over and opened the box carefully.

then……

He saw a very incredible scene.

There are a few things in this box.

These things are exactly the same as the ones in his room, even...

In the same position, there are both him and Sephiroth.

And Sephiroth, who was reading a book in the box, suddenly turned his head to meet his gaze, and smiled at him.

At the same time, Freddy also heard Sephiroth's laughter not far away.

Freddy froze for a second before realizing what had happened.

He withdrew his hands in panic, and before the top of the box fell, Freddy saw himself in the box, doing the same thing.

Everything is fully synchronized.

"……what is happening?"

Freddy wanted to ask Sephiroth, but when he turned his head, where was there Sephiroth in the room?

Only Sephiroth's last words rang in Freddy's ears.

"Don't you want to see the darkness in my heart? As long as you can get out of this room, you can see it."

Freddy: "..."

For a moment, Freddy didn't know whether to leave or not to leave.

He is "trapped" here.

Freddy, who has not been in such a desperate situation for many years, stayed silent in the room for a long time, and finally walked to the box with a sullen face.

The moment he lifted the lid of the box again, Freddy looked up.

He saw the room he was in, like a box in his hand, with the top opened.

A person like him was standing next to the box, staring at himself with those terrible eyes.

It's almost like looking in a mirror, even the slightest changes in the fundus are exactly the same.

About "Hell".

No matter in the East or the West, from ancient times to the present, people have passed on word of mouth, and there are very similar places.

There may be many differences among them, but there are also similarities.

In modern times, Eastern and Western cultures blend with each other, and people have more conjectures about hell.

People say that hell is located on the back of the world, and it is a world of its own.

It is inhabited by the dead souls of humans, as well as fallen monsters and demons.

It is the place where all filth and evil gather.

A terrifying place filled with all the suffering and criminal laws in the world.

That's where sinners go.

The worse the crime, the deeper the fall, and the more terrifying what you see and hear.

Human beings have heard that there are eighteen floors in hell.

Freddy, who has been to hell, knows that hell is actually very deep, so deep that he can't see the bottom.

But he is struggling to survive in hell, wishing to climb up, how dare he go down?

If in this world, there is a place more terrifying than the hell he has seen.

That must be below the eighteenth floor of hell, a place he dared not even glance at.

No one knows what hell looks like below the eighteenth floor.

Because all those who fell never came back.

Maybe……

Below the eighteenth floor of hell is where he is now.

After waking up, Sephiroth came all the way to his dean's office.

On his desk, there is now an extra box.

This box looks like the one in the dream.

Sephiroth raised the corners of his lips, "Maybe giving this to little Abby as a gift will make him happy?"