A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master Page #4

and neither are you...

so just cut it out. Please.

Jeez.

Why are you acting this way?

I don't know, Rick.

I just feel so different.

Something happened in the dream.

And now it's like

part of her is with me.

I love you, too!

Hello, everyone!

Girl, I am so dead on my feet.

- We have matching luggage.

- What do you mean?

You didn't sleep last night?

It's that obvious, huh?

- Then you saw him, too.

- Saw who?

I was up all night cramming

for that physics test.

Oh, and I put this

little baby together.

You know Deb's afraid of bugs.

I made it for her.

Ultrahigh sound waves.

It'll make 'em run,

screaming their antennas off.

Look, I'll see you in class, OK?

I don't smoke.

All right,

you've got forty minutes.

So good luck. Go for it.

Help me!

Help!

Wake up!

Wake up, damn it!

Wanna suck face?

Sheila, wake up!

You flunked.

Give her her thing.

Didn't you see it? He was here.

What are you talking about?

He was here!

Step back, please.

Stand back.

Asthma attack?

What 17-year-old

has fatal asthma?

God, she was gonna be a doctor.

- It was Freddy.

- Enough with that crap!

I saw it. It was my dream.

I brought Sheila in.

Oh, God.

I brought Sheila in

like Kristen did with me.

No, don't!

I gave Sheila to him!

And now she's dead!

I really think Kristen's story

is getting to her.

Dan, I really don't know

if it's a story.

Look at us.

We're dropping off

like flies here.

- Good seeing you.

- Bye.

Come on.

Excuse me, miss.

Can I get a pack of gum?

Hey. Where you been?

I haven't seen you around.

I've been working

double shifts.

Guess you need

the extra money, huh?

Look, you know why.

You don't want to believe me.

Don't you understand?

I can't sleep.

Someone might die.

Let's say that

this is real, right?

Why, all of a sudden,

is this Freddy guy after you?

Kristen was the last child left

of the people who killed Freddy.

Maybe Freddy

can't get to the new kids...

unless there's someone

to bring them to him.

We're gonna be late

for the drive-in.

I have to get back.

I guess I'll see you later.

Ninety-three days

till summer vacation, man.

- You tired?

- No. Worried.

Let's see if we can make it

until summer.

It's like open season

around here.

Pretty weird stuff.

Speaking of weird,

you gotta feel for that guy.

Dead girlfriend,

basket case for a sister...

Shut up, a**hole!

What a dick.

You know...

You look wasted, man.

I've been up with Alice.

Hey, how's she doing?

I saw her last night

at the diner.

She's blaming herself

for Sheila.

I know how she feels.

I think about Kristen

all the time.

Maybe I could have stopped it

if I'd have listened.

You mean Freddy?

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