Freddy how much sharper can these blades get?-NK
"The sharper the finer my little NK," Freddy enriched.
I never thought about that, they all need to be a certain degree sharpened because each blade has different jobs when you kill someone with them," I said moving my eyes up and down frantically at our work.
Plenty sharp and NEVER lean.
All four blades may appear to be slicing the same thing...they're all cutting for a different cause.
Freddy's demented tall shadow wallows over me like a huge monster....MY MONSTER.
The children from the very beginning and always to the end, it was the children's fears that gave us this power.
The Springwood Slashers...that's what they called us.
Funny how were given all kinds of names...Springwood turns into Springwood name callers.I cocked my shoulder.
I took my forefinger blade and cut an incision on my left palm, recalling when I switched blood with my sister Ginger.
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FanfictionAn interpretation of Robert's Hollywood Monster but NK's Hollywood Monster style story. (Please do not leave comments on my profile page or any of my works or they will be deleted.) Thank you, NK. I do not own the Freddy character or franchise. Hug...