Chapter 1019 Boiler Room

Freddy usually appears in people's dreams as a horrible image with his whole body burned.

He would use self-mutilation, deliberate persecution, hunting and other behaviors to create fear. The more afraid you are of him, the stronger he becomes.

Nancy was the first person to see Freddy's true colors. She was only seventeen years old that year.

"I'll take you there."

After hearing Amber's request, Nancy did not refuse, but agreed very happily: "I hope you can really solve him, otherwise we can only pray for God's blessing."

"God?"

Amber looked up at the sky.

The two did not continue to stay in the treatment center. It happened that this place was not far from where Nancy used to live, just in another block.

After walking for more than ten minutes, an abandoned house came into view.

"This is where I lived when I was a kid."

With a touch of memory, Nancy said softly: "After my mother was killed by Freddy, my father got liver cancer due to alcoholism and soon died, so I moved out."

"Was Freddy burned to death here?"

Amber looked around, and in his vision, the house in front of him was constantly emitting a black aura that represented an ominous sign.

"That's right."

Nancy said with hatred: "That bastard was a pervert before he died, and killed many children in the town. The place where he died in the end was a boiler room."

"Then why did you bring me here?"

Amber frowned.

"There is an underground passage under my house that leads directly to that place."

Nancy turned her head and said, "Besides, the normal route can't reach the boiler room, because after what happened, the people in the town have completely blocked the entrance above."

"Okay, what are you waiting for, let's go together."

"No, before that, I still want to figure out how you will deal with Freddy, this is very important."

"Well, if you want to completely solve this guy, you have to catch him from the dream world, but in the previous few collisions, he won't get close to me at all, which makes it impossible for me to start."

Amber thought about it, and still told everything she wanted to do: "So, if we find the place where the body is, I will have a way to lock his position and solve him."

"I hope you can do it."

Nancy didn't hear anything wrong, so she strode towards her old house.

Pushing open the door that was already a little rotten, a musty smell came to her nose.

Fortunately, neither of them was the kind of person who was particular, so they went straight along the hall to the entrance of the basement, and finally found a completely locked door inside.

"How could it be."

Looking at the exaggerated big lock on the safety valve, Nancy fell into confusion: "When I left, this place was not locked. It seems that we have to go back to find some tools."

"No need."

Amber interrupted her, then took two steps forward, pinched both sides of the big lock with both hands, and exerted a little force.

A tooth-grinding sound rang out, and the lock that was originally locked together was directly torn into two halves and fell to the ground.

Nancy was stunned: "Are you a strongman?"

"I am stronger than a strongman."

Amber stretched out her hand to push open the iron door, and saw a dark tunnel.

"Maybe you can really deal with this guy."

Nancy, who was not sure at first, regained her confidence and looked better.

Without any more nonsense, the two walked forward along the tunnel. Because there was no light, it was very dark inside and visibility was very low.

Fortunately, this road was not long, and they soon arrived at the exit.

Dim lights were projected from above, making the instruments that had long stopped working seem like they were still in the past.

"I don't know where Freddy died, but if he was burned to death, then he might have entered the cave. We just need to find him one by one."

Nancy walked down the escalator, "But after so many years, he might have become slag, so you'd better not hold too much hope."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I get close enough, my eyes will find him."

Amber kept scanning the surroundings, as confident as before.

The ability of a nightmare-like evil spirit like Freddy to confront head-on is actually very weak. As long as he is not scared, he still has a certain chance of survival in the early stage.

Of course, in front of Amber, even at his strongest peak, he is just a slightly stronger grasshopper.

Jumping twice is the limit.

The real difficulty is how to find him.

If it weren't for this, Amber would not have come to find Nancy.

I don't know how long I walked, but the road that should have been completed long ago seemed to have no end, and I didn't even see the first feed inlet.

"Did you find anything?"

Nancy found something wrong and asked carefully.

"Are you looking for me?!"

A sharp and strange voice sounded beside, and the extremely strong malice seemed to freeze the soul.

Just listening to it can make people feel a fear from the soul.

Nancy turned her head suddenly and immediately saw a face that she would never forget.

"Freddy!!!"

She gritted her teeth and said the name, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Long time no see, baby!"

Raising the iron claw in his right hand, Freddy thrust it into his chest. When he pulled it out, there was a black heart full of maggots in his palm.

Faces passed by, familiar and unfamiliar, even Nancy's mother was among them.

Listening to the shouts, she almost collapsed.

"Does it look good? Hahaha!!"

Freddy handed his hand over, "Do you want to talk to your mother?!"

"Ah!!!"

Nancy could no longer restrain the fear and anger in her heart, and ran forward.

All the psychological preparations she had made before were still as fragile as a piece of paper when she really faced this demon.

Her running was exactly what Freddy wanted.

"Hahaha, run! Cry! Scream!"

The steel claws scraped sparks on the iron guardrail and moved forward in the direction of Nancy's running.

At the same time, in reality.

Amber squatted beside Nancy, who had already fallen asleep, and stretched out her hand to pull open her eyelids. There was no light in her dull pupils.

"I really was underestimated, Freddy."

This was the third time that the other party had dragged someone into his dream in front of him. The first two times, because the incident happened suddenly, he let him run away, but now he dared to do it.

Amber sat cross-legged on the ground, then raised a hand and touched Nancy's forehead.

Although there would be many restrictions in other people's dreams, it was not a big problem to deal with a small nightmare.

After all, in essence, it was just a manifestation of soul power.

In this regard, Amber was not even empty of God.