i'm in some old-style church, sometime in the Middle Ages. i'm sitting in the back pew, quietly watching Freddy Krueger, who is dressed as a monk, stalk back and forth. from behind me, i hear the sound of metal on metal, like a sword being unsheathed. i turn to look back and see a blur go by me at an incredible speed. i turn to Freddy as he explodes in a fury of blood. he screams in pain as he is torn apart by this unseen assailant. nothing is left of him.