"I'm sorry...'the one you've been looking for'?" You quoted in confusion, staring at her with bewilderment. How did she know your name? And why had she been looking for you?

"It's hard to explain. I uh, pulled you out of my dream. Crazy, I know. You got taken to the hospital and that's the last I saw of you. I was actually hoping you'd have a way to defeat him." Ariana bit her lip, trying to answer as best she could.

"You...pulled me out of your dream? And who's he?" You quizzed curiously.

"You know, Freddy Krueger. You don't remember? You tried to kill me, but I recognised you as the girl who'd gone missing. I assumed he'd hypnotised you or something, so after grabbing your wrists I dragged you out. Simple as that." She explained seriously, and you glanced down at your wrists in realisation.

That's why you had the scars around your wrists. Why you woke up in the hospital. And why you didn't remember anything. This Krueger guy must've kidnapped you, Ariana coming to your rescue. You owed her big time!

"Wait, you know about Freddy Krueger?" Elliot joined the conversation, surprised as he felt relief. After the showdown with Freddy last year, no one had believed him - only counting his story as a coma delusion.

"Yeah, Freddy's been fucking with me for weeks. He's pissed off because I got (Y/n) away from him. During one of his outbursts he told me your name and that's how I found you. You seriously don't remember him?" Ariana remarked and took a right on the road, a tinge of disappointment present in her tone.

"She has amnesia. Pretty sure she got it because you dragged her out of the dreamworld." Elliot responded thoughtfully - trying to figure out why you had it.

"That'd make sense. Like some kind of culture shock...do you remember anything? Anything at all? Even a small thing may come in handy." She pressed, almost pleading with you.

"I'm sorry, I don't. Maybe you should ask Ferris. He's this guy I know - he can come into dreams and stop nightmares. I met him on Tuesday, I bet he could help." You shook your head, offering Ferris as a plan. Perhaps he could help.

"Ferris? Who's that? And how does he have the power to come into dreams?" Ariana threw you a bemused look.

"Ferris Kruegel. I don't know how he does it, but he's some sort of dream master. He also knew about my power - even before I did." You told her, still in awe as you remembered how he'd shown you.

"Ferris Kruegel? That sounds an awful lot like Freddy Krueger. I don't think this guy is who he says he is." Elliot uncomfortably thought, and sat up a little straighter.

"Was Ferris the guy you kept looking at? In the restaurant?" Ellie asked in a small voice.

"Well...yeah." Your cheeks flushed a dainty pink, the shy embarrassment of getting caught getting to you.

"What did he look like, Ellie?" Ariana interrogated firmly - wanting to know more.

"He wore a striped sweater, brown pants and an old fedora. He had these...green eyes - but they looked like they stared into your soul, like he wanted to eat you. It was creepy." Ellie shivered towards the end, snuggling closer to Lucas.

"That's him - that's Krueger. Dammit, so that's what he meant by "I found her first." Fuck." Ariana pulled the van into her driveway, still thinking.

"Was he burnt?" She turned her attention back to Ellie, her blue eyes hardening.

"Burnt-? No...he was fine. Why do you ask?" Ellie looked super confused as Ariana climbed out of the driver seat.

"So he can use his human form too... If Krueger has found (Y/n), she's in more danger than any of us. We need to make a plan and-"

"What about our injuries? We could bleed out y'know." Lucas let out a hiss of pain when he stood up, limping out of the van.

"Is interrupting me going to be a regular thing with you, emo-boy?" Ariana narrowed her eyes and folded her arms, a look of annoyance on her face again.

"They do need medical help." Elliot defended timidly, helping Lucas get to the front door. Ellie was holding her shoulder whilst you were lightheadedly walking; everyone worn out.

"I'll fetch the medkit from upstairs. The rest of you can crash in the living room. But whatever you do, don't go to sleep. Freddy'll be waiting for you." Ariana warned ominously, unlocking the door and immediately going upstairs.

Ellie and Elliot helped Lucas onto one of the sofas before everyone sat down, waiting for Ariana to get back. Silence took over when she returned, the black-haired girl working to fix Lucas's leg first. Then once she'd wrapped it in bandages, she turned to Ellie - helping the nervous girl next. After everyone had been classed as okay, she cleared her throat and sat on the sofa herself, wanting to talk more.

"So...a plan... Anyone got one?" She spoke finally, readjusting her cap and making sure her hair wasn't too pressed down.

"I think we should focus on the pissed-off goalie first, we don't even know who he is." Elliot reminded her about the hockey-masked loon.

"No. We do know who he is. He's Jason Voorhees, from Camp Crystal Lake." Ariana shifted her position on the sofa, stifling a yawn. She looked exhausted. Probably from her nightmares.

"Jason Voorhees? No, he drowned in the lake when he was eleven years old." Ellie denied fearfully.

"Yeah...the counsellors weren't watching him and then they killed his mother. That's how it goes." Lucas agreed, reciting the old legend.

"The legend has it that Jason kept returning from his grave...to punish whoever returned to the camp." Elliot added as he rubbed at his eyes - heeding Ariana's "Don't fall asleep" rule.

"So we're dealing with some kind of copycat here?" You asked in a troubled tone, sitting cross legged on the sofa and looking at the group.

"No, no, no. He's not a copycat - we all saw what he can do. He's the real Jason." Ariana pointed out impatiently.

"That's impossible. He's dead. You said it yourself, he drowned when he was eleven." Lucas frowned and tried to argue with her again.

"You'd better start thinking outside your little box dude, 'cause somebody's definitely breaking the fucking reality rules, okay?" She glared at him as she grew frustrated by his cold attitude.

"It makes sense in a way..." Ellie piped up shyly, catching everyone's attention.

"What does?" Elliot cocked his head in confusion and Ellie pushed a stray lock of cobalt hair behind her ear.

"I mean, what if Freddy brought Jason back because he was too weak to go after us on his own?" She theorised cleverly.

"So he used Jason." Ariana breathed, realising what Ellie was getting at.

"Well it's working isn't it? He's got Jason trying to kill us!" Lucas grew het-up again and Ellie patted his shoulder; trying to be comforting.

"We need to shut Jason down, but how do we do that?" Elliot finalised the conversation, the tension thickening.

"We'll think of a way tomorrow. For now let's just get something to eat and recover our strength. No point sitting here and panicking." Ariana planned smartly and went to the kitchen.

"I'll help you." You tagged along, following her away from the others.

"Thanks. It's uh, good to meet you. Like without you trying to kill me." She awkwardly said, checking her cupboards for some food to cook.

"Oh um...right. Hi." You greeted quietly, not knowing how to respond to that as you didn't even recall trying to kill her. The awkwardness suddenly became funny and you both laughed; the tension fading.

"So...how's it going? Sorry, how was it going - before the festival went to shit?" Ariana tried to make conversation, holding a pamphlet for a pizza place. Guess the cooking fell flat.

"I was okay. This whole killer thing is scary though - I don't know what to make of it. Are you sure Ferris is actually Freddy Krueger?" You pushed uneasily.

"I'm 99% sure. It all makes sense. He told me he'd found you and your "Ferris" is dressed in exactly the same clothing; who can also conveniently come into dreams. The facts check out." She logically replied, grabbing her home phone from the counter.

"I wish I remembered more, so I could help out." You sighed as you watched her dial a number on the phone.

"Hey don't worry about it, we'll sort this out. I won't let anything happen to you, so fuck-face can suck it." She declared with a smile, holding the phone up to her ear and beginning a conversation with the pizza place.

This was all so surreal; meeting Ariana and facing off against two killers. Jason Voorhees - who's supposed to be dead - and Freddy Krueger - who's also supposedly dead. What did this Freddy guy even want with you? And more importantly, how were you and your friends meant to defeat two killers?