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Chapter 1019 Boiler Room

Freddy usually appears in people's dreams in the form of a horrible image with his entire body burned.

He would resort to self-harm, or deliberate persecution, hunting and other acts to create fear, and the more feared you are of him, the more powerful he becomes.

Nancy was the first person to see through Freddy's true colors. She was only seventeen years old at the time.

"I'll take you there."

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

"God?"

Amber looked up at the sky.

The two did not stay in the treatment center any longer, as it 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 of here."

“Is this where Freddy was burned to death?”

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

"Yes."

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

"Then why did you bring me here?"

Amber frowned.

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

Nancy turned her head and said, "Besides, the normal route can't get to 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 find out how you will deal with Freddy. This is very important."

"Well, if I want to completely get rid of this guy, I have to catch him from the dream world, but in the previous few encounters, he wouldn't get close to me, which made it impossible for me to start."

Amber thought about it and told everything she was going to do: "So, if we find where the body is, I will be able to locate him and get rid of him."

"I hope you can do it."

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

Pushing open the rotten door, a musty smell hit my nose.

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

"how come."

Looking at the exaggerated large lock on the safety valve, Nancy was confused: "When I left, it was not locked here. It seems we have to go back and find some tools."

"Need not."

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

With a teeth-grinding sound, the padlock that was originally locked together was torn into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Nancy was stunned: "Are you a strongman?"

"I am stronger than Hercules."

Amber reached out and pushed open the iron door, revealing a dark tunnel.

"Maybe you can actually take this guy out."

Nancy, who had been unsure at first, regained her confidence and looked better.

Without further ado, the two walked forward along the tunnel. As there was no light, it was very dark inside and visibility was very low.

Fortunately, the road was not very long and we soon reached the exit.

The dim light projected from above, making the instruments that had long ceased to function seem as if they were still in the past. "I don't know where Freddy died, but if he was burned to death, then it could be the entrance. We just need to find them one by one."

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

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

Amber kept glancing around, as confident as before.

Nightmare-like evil spirits like Freddy are actually very weak in direct confrontation. As long as they are not scared, they still have a certain chance of survival in the early stages.

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

Two jumps is the limit.

What is really difficult is how to find it.

If it weren't for this, Amber wouldn't have come to see Nancy.

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

"Did you find anything?"

Nancy noticed something was wrong and asked cautiously.

"Are you looking for me?!"

A sharp and strange voice sounded nearby, and the malice was so strong that it seemed to freeze the soul.

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

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

"Freddy!!!"

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

"Long time no see, baby!"

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

Faces flashed across the screen, familiar and unfamiliar, even Nancy's mother was among them.

Hearing those cries, she almost collapsed.

“Does it look good? Hahaha!!”

Freddy held out his hand, "Do you want to talk to your mother?!"

"what!!!"

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

All the psychological preparations made before were still as fragile as a piece of paper when facing this demon.

Her running was exactly what Freddy wanted.

"Hahaha, run! Cry! Shout!"

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

At the same time, in reality.

Amber squatted beside Nancy who had fallen asleep. She reached out and pulled open her eyelids. There was no life in her dull pupils.

"You really are underestimated, Freddy."

This was the third time that the other party had dragged someone into a dream in front of him. The first two times, because the incidents happened suddenly, he let the person escape, but now he actually dared to do this.

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

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

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

In this regard, Amber is not even as good as God.

(End of this chapter)