A Nightmare on Elm Street: Dreamspawn by Christa Faust

Author:Christa Faust [Faust, Christa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781844161737
Amazon: 1844161730
Publisher: Black Flame
Published: 2005-04-25T12:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

The needling electronic sound of the little alarm clock dug its nails into Jane's consciousness and she sat up, groggy and confused. It took several slow seconds of sludgy cognition to remember where she was and why she felt so stiff, uncomfortable and cold.

"Shit," Lola said softly, pulling her sleeping bag up around her head. "I feel like one of the marines at the beginning of Aliens."

"What happened?" Amber asked, reaching out to check the alarm clock. "I don't remember dreaming at all."

"Me neither," Jane replied.

Rose sat silent and sullen, arms tightly wrapped around her body.

"Maybe the pills stopped us from dreaming," Jane ventured quietly, putting her glasses back on her face.

"Maybe," Lola said.

"Well," Amber said, "we gave it our best shot, Rose, but I guess it didn't work. Can we get the hell out of here now?"

"Sorry, Rose," Jane said, reaching out to touch Rose's hunched shoulder.

Rose shrugged her off. "Fuck," she said. "I don't understand."

Lola shrugged. "I don't know what to tell you, man," she said. "I will tell you this, though. I'm with Amber. Let's get the fuck out of this hole."

"Come on," Jane said softly, standing and offering her hand to Rose.

Rose scowled at Jane and then relented and took her offered hand. The girls quietly packed their things and slung their bags over their shoulders.

Rose wrapped the bladed glove in its ratty shroud and stuffed it into her pack. She paused in the doorway, shining her flashlight around the cold, dark boiler room for the last time.

"I was so sure..." she whispered.

"I'm sorry," Jane said.

"Me too," Lola said. "Looks like we're just gonna have to kick those fuckers' asses ourselves."

The girls trooped down the stone corridor toward the ladder. The headless doll still lay there, silent and forgotten, just as so much that took place within these walls had been forgotten. Eager Amber took the lead, first to mount the ladder, and she was more than halfway up when a harsh and ominous squeal shattered the silence.

"Shit," Amber said, gripping the rungs of the ladder as the ancient bolts holding it in place began to peel free of the brick.

"Hang on, Amber," Lola shouted.

Amber pressed on, continuing to climb the shuddering, rickety ladder as it shimmied loose and began to slip alarmingly to one side.

"Shit," Amber said again. "Shit, shit, shit!"

Her flashlight slipped from her grip and tumbled to the floor below, shattering at Jane's feet. Amber had one hand over the edge when the ladder fell, crashing to the cement below and smashing into several jagged pieces. Amber was left dangling twenty feet above them, hanging desperately onto the edge of the trap door.

Jane covered her mouth in anxious terror as Amber struggled to pull herself up enough to hook her chin over the edge. There would be no second chance. If she fell the twenty feet to the concrete floor, she would be fatally injured or killed and they would all be trapped in the cellar of an abandoned building with no hope of rescue.

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