NOES: Innocent Demon, Chapter INIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET: INNOCENT DEMONChapter I: "The Gardener"REVISED EDITIONWritten by Abri Isgrig and Diane N. TranWeeding the last remnants of dead leaves and grass with a three-pronged fork, Freddy Krueger rested on his hands and knees while he stabbed a small spade into ground. Its surface was dried and cracked due to the heat of the summer sun, but the seasons were changing and autumn was approaching. It was a new school year at Badham Preschool, just a week in. He chiseled a hole and scooped through the rich soil that hid underneath before he dug another one beside it.The man whistled to himself and feigned ignorance to the fact that the three small children were sneaking up behind him, sniggering behind their tiny hands, as he pretended to be focused on planting the new stonecrops and chrysanthemums."Wanna play tag with us, Mr. Freddy?
NOES: Innocent Demon, Chapter VIINIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET: INNOCENT DEMONChapter VII: "Madonna and Child"REVISED EDITIONWritten by Abri Isgrig and Diane N. TranRefreshed and, above all, satisfied, the gardener relaxed back on the inclined mattress of his hospital bed, his eyes half-lidded, his breathing leisurely and content, and allowed his body to surrender to the gratification, albeit self-gratification, that washed over him. It had been a long, long while. But his peace did not last long, as he jerked awake at the sound of a knock at the door. Quickly tossing two balled up tissues into the wastebasket beside his bed, he covered up with the blankets.See no evil, think no evil."Good evening, Frederick," came a sweetened voice that sent chills down his spine for reasons he couldn't explain: It was that Christ bitch again. It was Sister Mary Helena.And this time he h
NOES: Innocent Demon, Chapter IVNIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET: INNOCENT DEMONChapter IV: "A Night at the Bar"REVISED EDITIONWritten by Abri Isgrig and Diane N. TranFor the rest of the night, Loretta didn't say a word to Freddy. She'd merely set his pillow and several blankets outside the closed door to the bedroom they shared. Freddy knew better than to protest. If the silent treatment would last for more than one night (and it had in the past), Freddy would sleep on the floor opposite the bedroom door, waiting for Loretta to let him in again. When it came to that point, Freddy couldn't help but feel like a dog that had been kicked but still craved its master's attention. Loretta would silently make him beg and, god, he hated it!Of course, he could make her beg and plead for hours whenever he felt like it, too...Sighing, Freddy scooped up the makeshift bedding his wife had
NOES: Innocent Demon, Chapter VNIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET: INNOCENT DEMONChapter V: "Son of a Hundred Maniacs"REVISED EDITIONWritten by Diane N. Tran, with Abri Isgrig and Liz HartleyThirty-eight years ago."Meeowwr?"Dressed in a tight pair of shabby overalls and striped shirt two sizes too large, his hair unkempt and in desperate need of a cut, a six-year-old boy sat on his knees in the playground sandbox at the Cincinnati Orphanage. His striking blue eyes studied a grey, scruffy-looking tabby cat that tip-toed towards him, as he held out an orange cheese puff to it. With a cautious sniff and a curious swing of its tail, the feline gawked at the boy for a moment with a pair of bronze eyes, licking its uneven whiskers eagerly, before it began craned its neck on nibble on the tip of the flavoured chip held between the boy's chub