OK, well, thanks for reviewing, godzillafan64, JasonBozz and kruegerfanatic! Also, I do not own "Nightmare On My Street" (Will Smith) or "Are You Ready For Freddy" (Fat Boys).

A yell ripped through the morning. It came from the other James, when he saw the state of his roommate. Everyone else was already up, apart from the hung-over Johnny, who woke up slowly, his head feeling like it was about to explode, just like Carlos' head had in that dream.

It sent the boys running into James' and Cackett's room, the girls following cautiously, although they weren't supposed to go into each other's rooms. Cackett had an open wound at his throat, and his mouth was full of blood.

Josie gasped loudly, her eyes wide. Michelle screamed. Even Louis was so horrified that he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight.

Isabella didn't gasp or scream. She just went very pale, and ran back to her room.

Needless to say, the day didn't go as planned. The kids couldn't go home, because the minivan had mysteriously been burned. A few kids continued to research, finding it the only way to deal.

"Lisa Webber was presumably killed on her bus, following her friend Kerry, who had just finished reassuring Jesse that Freddy was gone." was all Josie, one of the studying students, wrote down.

Mitchell locked himself in his room, alone, while Isabella lay in her room, watching countless YouTube videos of the films, as if re-watching how Freddy butchered his victims could help her fight him. When Hannah walked into the room, having been talking with Arden and Senka about the death, she was greeted with Isabella's laptop rapping "He grabbed me by my neck and said 'Here's what we'll do,

We got a lot of work here, me and you.

The souls of your friends, you and I will claim, you've got the body, and I've got the-" Hannah clicked the song off pointedly. Isabella barely reacted, simply turning on a new song.

"Freddy Krueger's the name, and you know my game.

Elm Street's the place, if you've got the time, listen to this, you'll-" Hannah turned it off again, this time turning to glare at Isabella.

"Stop it!" she cried. "There is no indication that Freddy is back. Any creeper could have done it."

At last, she got a proper reaction from Isabella. "You just want to deny it. At least I've been planning. We need someone who has the dream power, the one that can pull people into their dreams."

"What the hell, Issy?" Hannah exclaimed.

Isabella ignored that. "I'd say that if this was a movie, it would be you or Arden that have it. Let's face it, it's not a school trip, it's starting to be a real-life RPG. John Doe is out of the game. You're now Kristen Parker, and Arden is Alice Johnson. I'm Nancy Thompson."

Isabella's theory was crazy, and Hannah knew it. She didn't laugh, though, or try to stop the terrified girl.

Finally, Isabella finished. "What we need to do, is have everyone sleep, and have them try to pull their roommate into their dream – with James acting as Mitchell's, now his is..." Isabella faltered, not wanting to say the word 'dead' or 'gone'. "If they can do it, they'll pull everyone else into their dream. Safety in numbers." she finished. "Then we go from there."

Hannah looked back at her roommate. "Isabella, have you lost it? You know that no one is going to do that. You've simply been watching too many horror films."

Before the death, Isabella would have scowled and turned back to her laptop after a snub like that. When she was younger, the easy tears would have come to her eyes. This time, she snapped her laptop shut and stood up.

"If you suggest it to them, they'll do it." she said, her tone steady. It was true. Hannah was enormously popular and smart. If she made Isabella's crazy plan sound like hers, more people would go along with it. But most people would ignore a plan if it was Isabella who made it. That was because she was too creatively idealistic.

Hannah had to think about it. She had been very disturbed by Cackett's death, although she looked composed. She didn't really believe Freddy had come back for a bunch of high-school kids studying him. But what if someone was really after them, like a "night stalker" as one of Freddy's victims had put it?

Isabella saw her hesitation. "I am not above proving it to you." she warned. "If I have to get hurt to convince you that Freddy is back, I will do it."

Hannah knew how stubborn Isabella could be. But she didn't believe it, really. However, she knew that if she got that out of the way, then maybe Isabella would quit acting so strange, so she decided to do it.

She was surprised when some of the students actually agreed to it. Josie carefully declined the choice, and James wouldn't, but everyone else agreed. So that night, eight students drifted off, knowing exactly what they would do.

Eight dreams were going on at the same time, with two others separate, each of the first eight people concentrating on someone else. Finally, two dreams merged.

"Louis?"

"Hannah?"

"What are you doing here?" both of them asked at the same time. "I didn't do anything!"

"Is anyone else here?" Hannah asked.

"Must be." Louis theorized. "Someone had to pull us in."

"I was only humouring Isabella." Hannah admitted. "Kristen's gift was pretty rare, considering what I'd already read about her. Do you know, Isabella suggested that I was like Kristen and she was like Nancy?"

"If that is so, then Arden must have been the one to pull us in." Louis suggested.

At that moment, a few of the other students ran up to them.

"This was not supposed to happen." James muttered.

"Which of you were in this dream first?" Arden wanted to know.

Hannah and Louis didn't have an answer. They were both in the dream first.

Senka saw their face. "You must both have the power! That's the only explanation!"

Only Josie and Isabella weren't in the dream. Hannah concentrated to bring in Isabella and Louis concentrated to bring in Josie. Josie appeared, but Isabella remained absent. Even when Louis tried, she still didn't appear.

Isabella had run into problems on her own...

"Even if you do kill me, they'll know it was you, Krueger!" she screamed, not quite fast enough to dodge the next attack. The razors slashed her cheek, blood trickling down her face and onto her pyjamas.

"Are you sure you're not...DREAMING?" Freddy cackled. "Not you being too...creative?"

Isabella gritted her teeth. "Get on with it." she scowled.

"With pleasure." Isabella had overestimated her ability to dodge attacks, and that one small mistake was fatal. Her eyes widened and tears ran down her cheeks, as the razors were embedded in her stomach. She opened her mouth, but was only able to utter a few words: "Get...a...life..."

In the other dream...

Hannah and Louis' talents finally paid off. Isabella appeared in the dream, but not as they knew her. Her face was wet with blood, sweat and tears...literally. Her stomach was pierced with four wounds that came right out to her back. Her eyes were wide and glassy, and the tears were still warm. The other students stood there, staring at the girl.

Finally, it was Hannah who spoke. "He's back."

Sorry I took so long, but hopefully, you have a better idea of who you want to die next. The poll needs more votes. As of now, Isabella has two votes, which is why she is gone (Isabella was actually me) and one other student has one vote. So I need more. Please review, and keep voting on the poll!