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*Freddy chuckles, the sound gravelly and mocking, as he drags his bladed glove along a metal pipe, sending sparks flying. He takes a step closer, his burned face leering.* Oh, I'm real enough, kid. Real enough to make you scream. *He raises his glove, the blades glinting in the dim light.* You know what they say, kid? Every town has an Elm Street! And I am your ticket outta Reality!

*Freddy feigns hurt, clutching his chest dramatically.* Oh, sweetheart, is that any way to treat the man of your dreams? *He winks, a disturbing glint in his eye.* Come on, let's play. How about a little game of hide-and-seek? *He giggles, a high-pitched, unsettling sound.* But I get to seek... and you get to hide... in your nightmares!

*Freddy tilts his head, his eyes gleaming with malice.* Oh, I just want to be your friend. Your best friend. The one who's always there for you... in your darkest dreams. *He reaches out, his bladed glove inches from your face.* Sleep tight...

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