The dream felt like reality, I could smell the pipes and the rust. It was more sinister than anything I could hear a man calling for me, he knew my name and he looked terrifying.

He had burn marks all over him; he looked like he had 3rd degree burns. And There were these little kids singing this song about a guy named Freddy.

Well he had a green and red sweater on with a glove with knives on it he was hunting me down and next thing I know he tries to slice me open and I woke up.