Letting go for me meant dreaming. And as I fell into the dark oppression that was sleep, I kept falling. I fell until I was lying on my back in the grass…that made up the yard of 1248 Elm. A cool breeze sifted through my long black hair, and I got to my feet. My…pink fuzzy slippered feet. This was new to me, usually in dreams I was fully dressed and prepared for what was going to happen. But this time, I was wearing exactly what I had been, before I’d fallen asleep.

But the scene was still the same.

****

Jed grabbed his coat and was out the door before he was possessed by another bone-chilling nightmare. He had his mind set on saving the love of his life, and he was going to do just that. He got into his car and the screeching of his tires could be heard from miles as he sped down the darkened street.

Droplets of rain splattered on his windshield, and he flipped on the wipers. The weatherman hadn’t called for any rain…why was it raining? It came down harder, faster, until it was difficult to see which driveway was Katherine’s. He pulled in and leapt from his car, pulling the hood over his head. He trudged through the wet grass, searching for her window. It was around back, and when he found it, he threw a rock against it. Nothing. Perhaps he’d already gotten her…

***

Inside 1248 Elm, Jay was preparing for battle. He’d put two and two together, and realized that a girl was in danger. And that him and Silent Bob were the only two people in the world that knew what was going on. He slipped on a black sweatshirt and put his leather coat on over it, and put a black ski-mask over his face. He wasn’t about to have this…monster…know who he was…if he didn’t already.

He looked around quickly, making sure there wasn’t some creepy Zombie in the window or something, and grabbed the spare .22 the was leaning against the wall. Silent Bob was ready also. He had on his green army helmet, a black ski mask, a black leather trench coat, and was carrying his .22 also. They were prepared for battle.

“Alright, Silent Bob, we’re gonna sneak out the front door real quickly and then walk. I don’t know where we’re gonna walk to, but we’ve gotta walk there.”

Silent Bob pointed out the window. Rain was pouring against the glass in sheets.

“Yeah…I know it’s raining, but this is up to us, to save this girl. And in horror movies, they go by foot.”

The two of them set out in the pouring rain, not really knowing where they were going to.

“I bet we look really weird…” Jay mumbled. Then he remembered something. It wasn’t a brick wall he’d run into, in his nightmare. It was a house. And a familiar house, at that. He’d seen it in town. Perhaps the house in his dream was really the house the girl lived in, and she needed their help…?..?.. Then he had an awesome idea. Maybe if he saved her, she’d give ’im a Blow Job…

He grinned to himself. It wasn’t everyday a girl was in need…and needed HIM to help her. Well, him and Silent Bob, of course.

“Hey Silent Bob, we gotta find this house from my dream. That’s gotta be where she’s at. We can save her…once we find out where the hell this house is located…”

They looked at each house they passed, hoping to get a clue. None of the houses on Elm street looked like the one from his dream. They reached the main street and started walking down it, scoping out the houses. And then there it was…

A brick house, beautiful and dark, standing away from the road a ways. All of the lights were off. There was a bright yellow camero in the driveway, and they made their ways toward it. Jay peeked inside, but it was indeed empty.

“Let’s sneak around back, there might be a door or something left open,” Jay ordered.

Jed hung from the windowsill, and mustered up all of his arm strength to lift himself up and peek through the window.

But she wasn’t there.

The covers had been pulled back, as if she’d thrown them back as she got out of bed. But where could she have gone?

A noise from below startled him. It sounded like…twigs snapping…and footsteps…

Someone was walking around down below and was being discreet about it. He quickly climbed down the lattice and landed on the floor. Two figures were walking in front of him, holding guns.

“Hey!” Jed whispered, trying to get their attention without startling them. He didn’t want to get shot.

They quickly turned, spotted him, and ran in two different directions. The fatter one was out of there so fast, but the skinnier one bent over, coughing.

“Fuck, I need to lay off the weed,” he coughed.

“Hey, you!” Jed called, jogging up to him. He had long blonde hair, underneath a black ski mask. He looked like he was about to rob the house. He grabbed the skinny guy and had him on the ground in a second. He put his hand to the guy’s throat. “What are you doing out here? Where’s Katherine?”

“Katherine? That’s what her name is? I’ve been having dreams about her, I’ve come to save her from her father,” the guy choked out.

Jed let go of his throat and rocked back on his feet. “So you know about as much as I do. What are the guns for?”

“To keep the father from getting us, too.”

“Her father’s dead. Freddy Krueger can’t be reached unless you’re sleeping. And frankly, he’s kind of busy with Katherine.”

Just as he said this, it sounded like a door opened and shut. Quick, frantic footsteps followed. Then disappeared.

“Katherine!” Jed called, taking off around the house. He saw her running down the street and took off after her.

Jay leapt off the ground, rubbing his neck, and took off after him. Silent Bob was waiting for him by the yellow Camero. When he saw that Jay was unharmed, they followed Jed. Only, they were walking. Because running was bad for their health.

They walked a really long ways, huffing and puffing, until there was a gated area in front of them. Jed passed through the opened gate and they did also, having somehow caught up with him.

A strange, suffocating fog was hovering in the air and turned everything a foggy white. It was a scrap yard, with cars piled everywhere, in forgotten heaps of memories. The three of them scoped the place out for Katherine, but she’d disappeared. She’d get hurt if they left her by herself!

“Katherine! Where are you?” Jed screamed.

And then there she was. Standing in front of a car, prying open it’s trunk. Where she found the random crowbar, they had no idea. But she was really working that trunk overtime. After slamming it with the crowbar, it flew open. Jed, Jay and Silent Bob caught up with her and Silent Bob grabbed her and held her in his arms, wedding-style. He stood back as Jay and Jed peered inside the trunk. Jay screamed and began running in circles, waving his arms.

“There’s a body in there! A BODY!! There’s a fucking BODY in there!”

“Shut up, man!” Jed hissed. “It looks like it’s been in there a while.” He reached in with the curved end of the crowbar and flipped the sheet away from a part of the body. It appeared to be a body that had been burned really badly, and wrapped in the sheet so fast, that the sheet was now permanently stuck to the rotting flesh and black, jutting out bones.

“Why the fuck would he lead us here, of all places? We’re not trying to solve a murder, we’re trying to get him the fuck away from HER,” Jay said angrily, nodding his head toward the now unconscious form of Katherine in Silent Bob’s arms.

“Whoa!” Jed suddenly cried, falling to the ground.

Jay screamed again and back peddled.

“I just realized…this isn’t just some random body, man…this is…HIS body! He’s trying to get back into his old body!”

“That’s ridiculous, who’d wanna live in THAT hunk of rotting flesh?”

“He does, obviously. There’s gotta be something we can do…to make it impossible…”

“What about holy water? Wouldn’t that work?” Jed inquired.

“YEAH! Come on Jay, help me get this cadaver out and down to the church…”

“You mean…you want me to help you carry a fucking DEAD BODY down to the local church. Are you insane? The fuzz’ll be hounding our asses before we can even get out the fucking gate!”

“That’s true..” Jed muttered. He walked around to the front of the car and got in. After a few moments, the engine revved. Jay nearly died of a heart attack.

“Get in, guys!”

They piled into the rusted car and Jed slammed his foot down on the gas pedal, screeching the tires and sending gravel everywhere. Then they shot out of the scrap yard really fast…and flew down the darkened streets, in search for the local church.

“How’s she doing?” Jed asked, looking in the rear-view mirror at Silent Bob. Jay looked back and said, “She’s still asleep. I think he’s got her in a coma.”

“We’ll save her, oh yeah.”

They found the church and Jed swerved the old car into the parking lot, where they jumped out of the car. Jay and Jed stared down at the body with disgust.

“Do we REALLY have to touch that thing?” Jay whined.

“Yeah, we really do. Ok, so in order to get to the unlocked door, we gotta go around back. Which means that we have to go through the cemetery. You’re not afraid of those too, are you?”

“Well, DUH, it’s a fucking cemetery! Think of all of the corpses that are BURIED beneath you, that could possibly pop out at any time and eat you fucking BRAINS! Now why shouldn’t I be scared of that?”

Jed shook his head and they began to lift the body from the trunk, and started to drag it into the cemetery. As they made their way through the cemetery, Jay looked around. He began to hear noises, like moaning and feet dragging, and started shaking.

“Uh…Jed…I think…the Zombies are coming out of their graves and are gonna KILL US!!!” He began screaming and walking faster, trying to get the body to the church before the “zombies” got them.

Jed started to hear the noises too. Then suddenly, and arm popped out of the ground and grabbed Jay’s foot. There was a moment of sheer panic as Jay wriggled free of this freakish Zombie hand.