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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Sept 27, 2020 12:45:01 GMT
I never thought of Krueger as a fiction. He is real. He comes into our dreams to slash and to shred us into pieces. Most of time we just don't remember it or unaware about this. But why? What makes us be not so memorable? Almost no one uses those pills called "Hypnocil", but our dreams are without of Freddy. Isn't he forgotten? I don't think so. He will step into the dreams of us as soon as his legend stop being a legend. Remember the first, the third series of the franchise, and also JasonVSFreddy? There was told that till Freddy was forgotten nobody knows about his bloody deeds. And yes many of folks in Springfield has forgotten his terrible snoopings, his nightmare kills. He feared the locals to death, so that's why they decided to forgot him, to abandon his place and to stop sharing the nightmare. Freddy's coming. His return is the enter of the real power of nightmare monsters - the monsters which are lurking in our dreams out. Freddy's Bio
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Post by Elizabeth on Sept 27, 2020 20:32:06 GMT
I never heard of him until I saw the first movie. All his movies are good but the first one is my favorite. I always thought it was a horror you can't escape since we all need to sleep so Freddy would get who he wants sooner or later. But then was also happy it was a movie and that I can still sleep in and wake up alive
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Post by Eugene 2.0 on Sept 27, 2020 22:09:43 GMT
I never heard of him until I saw the first movie. All his movies are good but the first one is my favorite. I always thought it was a horror you can't escape since we all need to sleep so Freddy would get who he wants sooner or later. But then was also happy it was a movie and that I can still sleep in and wake up alive lol Yes, I do like the first one film, and the second, but a little bit less warm. So, I guess you were really scared, weren't you? Me too. But, hey, it was an amazing feeling. You know, I loved that feel of fear when I was a teenager or a tweenager. Once I was invited to a happybirthday party of a friend of a friend of mine... And for the birthday boy one fella – a friend of him – presented him a present: the glove like Freddy's. He – that fella – was kinda a smith, and he did it by himself. That was an awesome present; a horrible one though.
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