Dream Murder (4K)

"Oh, I think we're It Comes!"

"Damn you, Lone Mantis and Dumb Dog, once we get out of here, we'll kill you both!"

The bespectacled boy kept rubbing his head, which had been hit by a brick.

He stared at Wu Heng and the tattooed boy with resentment in his eyes.

He deliberately said 'we'.

The goal was to automatically bring the two people getting beaten up next to him into his camp, so they could work together to target Wu Heng and his companion.

This creates a three-against-two situation, and subtly positions oneself as the representative of the three.

These methods might be useful when ordinary people need to vote!

Unfortunately, this clearly doesn't apply to Freddy Krueger's dream.

Because Freddy Krueger absolutely had no intention of selecting a top henchman for himself.

"It seems we've entered a dream, but how do we find Boss Freddy Krueger?" the tattooed boy, the mute dog, asked.

Just as Glasses felt ignored and was about to continue the argument.

"Ding~!"

A crisp metallic clanging sound came from the white steam rising in the distance, along a steel pipe as thick as a bowl on the adjacent wall.

In the stifling heat, even the air you inhale feels like it's coming from a steaming Boiler Room.

It kept echoing.

"Hey brothers, I'm here. Look who's become my lackey!"

The chubby boy's voice suddenly came from behind them.

Everyone turned around, but saw no one.

Only when I looked down did I see a hairless Pekingese dog crouching on the ground, its entire body covered in blisters from the scalding heat.

But on the Pekingese's neck was the little fat boy's chubby face.

"Brothers, let's all become Freddy Krueger's lackeys, I'm a little lonely on my own."

The chubby boy opened his two sausage-like lips and began to speak.

A pool of pink boiling water mixed with blood,

Tears streamed from the corner of his mouth and spilled onto the ground.

His face, puffed up like a balloon, was covered with countless burn blisters, filled with yellow lymph fluid, with a transparent, wrinkled surface.

Blisters pressed against each other, bumps pressed against each other.

If someone with trypophobia saw this, they would definitely want to commit suicide.

"See that? This is Freddy Krueger's favor! I feel my blood boiling!"

The chubby boy stood still, then spun around once.

She displayed her deformed, disgusting body to everyone.

"Woof~ Woof!" After saying that, the chubby boy suddenly shook his head, his eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he looked up at everyone.

"I suddenly have a strong urge to bite someone, guys, please, just let me have a bite!"

As they spoke,

The chubby boy then pounced on the crowd.

The first target they were going to bite was Wu Heng.

Wu Heng gently dodged, but did not make any further moves.

The chubby boy continued wagging his already cooked tail, then turned and pounced on the tattooed boy nicknamed "Dumb Dog."

On his tail, the raw, mushy flesh ripped with each swaying movement.

Like a boiled fish being lifted with chopsticks, the white flesh and yellow skin fell off, flung onto the floor on both sides by inertia, revealing the white bone joints on its tail.

"Fuck you! This is completely different from what we imagined!"

"If you want to eat shit, I can give you a hot one,"

The mute dog, afraid of being bitten by this disgusting thing, kicked it.

It kicked hard at the chubby dog-like creature, which was only two feet long, looked disgusting and bizarre, but didn't seem to pose much of a threat.

"Pfft!"

This kick felt like kicking a snowman that had been piled up.

The chubby boy was instantly kicked so hard his bones separated, and cooked flesh splattered everywhere.

The juices inside the body poured onto the mute dog's legs, as if a pot of thoroughly overcooked boiled chicken had been spilled.

"Ouch! My foot hurts so much! What is this? Help me!"

The mute dog instantly let out a violent scream.

After his feet were drenched by the boiling liquid inside the chubby boy, they felt as if they had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid.

Countless white foams instantly appeared from his right foot, making a 'sizzling' boiling sound.

The flesh and blood were like fermenting dough, sprouting countless air pockets.

Pink blood mixed with lymph fluid gushed out from it, like a pot of red rice porridge boiling.

Immediately afterwards,

The thoroughly cooked, mushy chunks of meat fell off on their own, the bones crumbled into a pile, and the mute dog completely lost its paws.

At the site of the fracture in the lower leg,

The rotting didn't stop; instead, it quickly spread to the thighs and infected the whole body.

In the blink of an eye,

The mute dog was reduced to just its head, which landed atop a pile of rotten flesh, like a poorly constructed, utterly unskilled snowman.

"Save me! There's still hope for me! Please!" The mute dog, now only a head, was still able to speak.

However, the remaining four people, including Wu Heng, immediately moved away from the mute dog's location.

After all, the mute dog has already demonstrated, through his own experience, that one should not come into contact with this sap.

"Ding~!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing came once again from the same direction, but this time the sound was noticeably closer, and the echo was clearer and longer.

"Cluck~ Cluck~, Squeak--!"

Immediately afterwards, a continuous sound, like the tip of a knife scraping against a steel pipe, began, growing louder and closer.

"Hehehe, hehehe!"

An eerie laugh echoed.

A figure about 1.7 meters tall appeared in the thick white steam.

"My children, welcome to the Dream Garden. Isn't this what you've longed for? Why are you running away?"

A man with a hoarse voice slowly approached.

It revealed its true form.

He was wearing a tattered red and green striped t-shirt and a dirty, worn-out fedora.

A face severely burned was partially obscured.

Not only his face, but his neck and even his entire body were severely burned, with not a single patch of skin intact.

On his right hand, he wore a glove inlaid with sharp blades.

In the process of approaching the crowd,

The sharp blade of the glove scraped against the wall, making a piercing sound and sending sparks flying.

Freddy Krueger walked into the Boiler Room. Under the dim yellow light...

He grinned, his mouth agape, covered in charred bits of skin, and said excitedly.

As they spoke,

It revealed a mouthful of fangs covered in black grime, like those of Hound.

Wu Heng looked at the mouthful of fangs; these were definitely not the teeth of a normal human, but rather resembled the teeth of a demon.

Freddy Krueger stared at the crowd with a playful yet cold gaze, his eyes adorned with yellow patterns.

He tilted his head slightly.

This action, which would appear innocent on a young girl, seems perverse on him.

Freddy Krueger said with great interest:

"What, are you not satisfied with the Pekingese?"

"It's alright, I specially reserved quite a few varieties for you to choose from!"

As he spoke, he unfolded a long picture book in his hand.

It's filled with pictures of various small dogs, including Chihuahuas, Pomeranians, Bichons, chubby dogs, and Teddy dogs...

Yes!

The spot that originally belonged to the Pekingese dog has been replaced by a photo of a chubby little boy.

The other three, including the mute dog's head on the ground, were trembling with fear, shrinking back in fear, none of them willing to speak.

"Hehehe! Everyone's being modest, huh? Well then, we'll just have to arrange it randomly!"

"Surgical intervention, officially begins!"

"You juvenile delinquents are too wicked. First, I have to dissect you and cut off your evil!"

After Freddy Krueger finished speaking, he vanished from the spot in an instant.

When it reappeared, it had already teleported to the ceiling above the skinny boy's head.

"First, cut off the excess!"

Hanging upside down, he extended his sharp claws and, as easily as pulling up a radish, ripped off the skinny monkey's head.

The thin monkey's broken neck,

It gushed out streams of blood, like a small fountain with a water pump.

Freddy Krueger then leaped to the ground, flashed forward, and stretched out his burnt-smelling hand, grabbing the short-haired boy by the neck.

Like pinching a chick,

They lifted it and placed it near the metal water tap.

"You're too dirty, you need a thorough cleaning," Freddy Krueger said with a grin.

Then they put the short-haired boy's mouth to the faucet, and the water valve turned on automatically after one rotation.

Streams of boiling water,

It poured continuously into the short-haired boy's mouth.

His body, as if being irrigated with boiling water, stretched and elongated to a full three meters.

Then Freddy Krueger grabbed his neck tightly.

The area being gripped, squeezed, was only about the thickness of a wrist.

Freddy Krueger repeatedly swung and slammed the short-haired boy through the narrow steel passageway of the Boiler Room.

The water bag for short-haired teenagers

It was slapped hard against the wall and floor, making a series of crunching and splattering sounds that made your teeth ache.

Freddy Krueger's swinging hand became faster and faster, and the short-haired boy was even flung around, leaving many afterimages.

Until the tissues inside his body seemed to have been completely shaken together.

Freddy Krueger then stopped moving.

Finally, the hand that had been gripping the short-haired boy's neck hooked onto his rubbery feet with its claws and gently lifted him up.

Then he reached out his left hand and slid it down from the boy's heel.

It's like a hot water bottle that's been opened.

A large pool of murky liquid mixed with bone fragments, visceral debris, and intestine pieces.

It gushed out from the short-haired youth's mouth.

Until Freddy Krueger stroked the short-haired boy from his heels to his neck,

Everything inside his body was emptied, leaving only a normal head.

The person is completely dead!

Freddy Krueger hung his head on the faucet.

His body, like a snakeskin sack, was swayed from side to side by the steam hissing and rising from the gaps in the iron grid of the floor.

"This is a dream, I need to wake up, wake up, wake up, damn it!"

The bespectacled boy was utterly terrified by the horrific scene before him.

What about siding with Freddy Krueger and becoming his henchman; what about getting the neighborhood mob boss to bow down to him?

These were completely forgotten.

All he wanted to do right now was escape this nightmare.

"Why! Why aren't you awake yet!"

The bespectacled boy, who was slapping himself repeatedly, cried out in anguish.

After realizing it wasn't working, he simply stretched out his fair, delicate arm.

Then it opened, revealing its neat teeth.

With a loud slurp, it took a vicious bite!

A dent with teeth marks instantly appeared on his arm.

Blood flowed down his arm and onto the floor.

In that bite, he actually bit off a piece of his own flesh.

Wu Heng felt that these troubled teenagers did indeed have a ruthless streak. If they were allowed to grow up, they would either die along the way or become gang leaders and villains.

Unfortunately,

Since they were knocked unconscious by him and the mute dog at the same time, it wasn't a normal sleep; the blows were stronger than sleeping pills, so how could they possibly wake up so easily?

In the ' A Nightmare on Elm Street ' series,

The original owner of house number 1428, Nancy, the female protagonist of the previous film series, realized that she was dreaming.

He once burned his arm with boiling water from a pipe in a dream.

He forced himself to regain his senses, thereby temporarily escaping Freddy Krueger's pursuit.

However, the conditions for falling asleep are different, so the process will naturally be flawed.

Is it delicious?

"Thank you for tasting it, but you'd better shut up, because you're trying to take the food from me!"

"Without my permission."

When Freddy Krueger saw the bespectacled boy bite off a piece of his own flesh, he immediately became angry and said...

Perhaps out of genuine concern, the pain would help the bespectacled boy and Wu Heng escape their nightmare.

So Freddy Krueger stopped wanting to play.

He twisted his neck from side to side, his two legs supporting his body.

Then, from the base of the neck, two cockroaches with sharp blades emerged, their heads and necks resembling pythons, continuously extending and growing out from the chest cavity.

A body resembling large intestine or worms burst open the chest cavity, continuously spreading out from the humanoid body.

Freddy Krueger transformed into a python and wrapped his body around Wu Heng and the bespectacled boy.

"Only I am qualified to taste you!"

"It's time for lunch now."

A small hand-cranked bell suddenly appeared on the right side of Freddy Krueger's neck, near the cockroach.

When he spoke of 'eating,' he shook it gently twice, then discarded it, and his mouth slowly opened until it was big enough to swallow a normal person's head.

He enjoyed this trick of teasing the children.

"Yes, it's time!"

"You'd better hold on tighter."

Wu Heng, who was swept into the air along with his glasses, suddenly looked up and saw Freddy Krueger's face.

His previously panicked expression vanished in an instant, replaced by a blank look, and he spoke calmly.

Freddy Krueger realized that the boy's indifferent gaze was as if he were looking at prey that had fallen into a trap.

"Who are you?"

Wu Heng has waited for so long,

Finally, when Freddy Krueger was most relaxed, he didn't answer Freddy Krueger.

Instead, he pulled his arms out of the worm's body that Freddy Krueger had wrapped around, and then tightly wrapped them around Freddy Krueger's rubbery body, which was like a car tire.

Wu Heng's arm was deeply embedded in it.

Like hydraulic clamps, it cut two extremely deep gashes into Freddy Krueger's body.

at the same time,

The water vapor within a ten-meter radius suddenly condensed.

Then, centered on Wu Heng and Freddy Krueger, the barrier rapidly contracted towards the center, as if an invisible cage was shrinking.

This was Wu Heng restraining Freddy Krueger at the same time.

Spread terror within a ten-meter radius to prevent Freddy Krueger from escaping.

After all, within its own dream world, it possesses the ability to teleport, and Eli its imagination to make any change.