"Hmm.. Uh.."

A muffled voice came from under the iron mask, and Carlo's brow furrowed fiercely, and his big rough hand tightened suddenly, and then suddenly let go.

The burly figure fell to the ground, and the head and butcher knife were scattered aside.

"Well, you've seen him.."

"Jason, is that your name?"

"Stop playing child's games, go, help me find him.."

The demon's wings flapped, and a strong wind force blew, and the surrounding trees broke and collapsed, as if they had experienced a storm. A thick black mist filled Carlo's body, covering his hideous and massive body, and soon disappeared into the void.

Killer Jason staggered to his feet, picked up his butcher knife, and turned back.

The two college students trembled in fright, hugged each other and shivered, and whispered the name of God.

Perhaps their prayers worked, and the horrible killer seemed to lose interest in them and turned to follow the direction in which the monstrous monster had disappeared.

The two breathed a long sigh of relief, and for the rest of their lives, they couldn't help but hug each other excitedly and cry, and the flower of love was born between life and death, and the two kissed passionately.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air, and a black shadow flew out of the forest, piercing through the bodies of the two of them, nailing them to the trunk of a tree like a meat skewer.

"Uh.." Clouds of blood poured out from their lips and teeth, and their faces showed disbelief, and then they died in a daze...

Elm Street, somewhere in a room, a young girl is lying on her bed, her eyes closed, as if she has fallen asleep.

Suddenly, the girl's body began to twitch, her face was full of fear and pain, and she was experiencing a nightmare.

It's just that this nightmare is very different from ordinary nightmares.

The girl let out a terrible scream, accompanied by a kind of sinister laughter, and a deep blood mark burst out on the girl's white pajamas for no reason, and the flesh turned up, as if an invisible blade had cut through the delicate skin.

The nightmare became more and more terrible, the girl's screams kept ringing, the invisible blades left deep marks on her body one after another, and the white dress was stained red with blood, but no matter how painful it was and how desperate she struggled, the girl always closed her eyes tightly and refused to wake up, and the laughter that seemed to be there became clearer and clearer, and it kept echoing around the room...

Seeing that the next blood mark had already appeared on the girl's smooth neck, the expression on the girl's face was also extremely painful, and the next moment she was going to die.

At this moment, a golden light appeared in the room, and the rickety figure lay on the floor, gasped twice, took a deep look at a certain place, and then quickly disappeared.

When the golden light appeared, the girl's convulsive body suddenly relaxed, and the blood marks on her neck suddenly stopped, as if the initiator who was hiding in the shadows and couldn't see was frightened to stop what he was doing.

The room was silent, the sound of relief, the girl's limbs began to taper slowly again, the pain crept back on her, and the torture game seemed to begin again.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", the window of the room shattered, a hideous big hand reached straight out of the window, scratching at the girl, a frightened and sharp scream sounded in the air, and faintly, a man in a red sweater with an ugly face was grabbed out by the big hand.

"Have you seen a birdman?"

The heavy, hot breath spat on the face of the man in the red sweater with an ugly face and ten fingers with a long sharp blade, and the man shivered, trembled, and nodded.

"See. I've seen .."

"Take me to him."

"Yes.. Yes.."

...

The voice died down, everything in the room returned to calm, and the girl on the bed finally woke up from an endless painful nightmare, her face pale, looking at the blood all over the bed, her eyes were dazed.

The door was pushed open vigorously, and a woman rushed in, hugged the girl's body tightly, and cried bitterly, "Nancy, what's wrong with you."

...

In the dark streets, in unnoticed corners, a clown with messy hair like dry straw, wearing a fat coat and trousers, with a thick oil paint on his face, and a funny shape, staggered into the darkness, knocked on the door, and a small door opened from the inside, through which a dark red light shone through, and the clown swooped in.

Separated by one door, are two worlds.

The air is filled with strange smells, sweet and greasy like sugar, with a faint fishy smell and the smell of aphrodisiacs that makes people horny, misty red lights sprinkle all over the underground space, butchers with dense patches on their skin, butchers with butchers and bloody corpses, vampires who pinch the neck of strippers and drink blood, and blood brides who tear open the chest of their male partners and tear out their hearts while **... Weird, bloody, mad, chaotic, this is a meeting place for dark creatures, a bar for revelry.

The clown staggered through the chaos and gore, with a mysterious smile on his face.

He walked over to the bar and shook his head.

"Business as usual?!"

A big smile appeared on the clown's face.

When the waiter was as pale as paper, he offered a glass of wine full of brains and blood, and a huge eye dotted on it.

The clown grinned and thanked him, then took out a small arm out of nowhere, put it to his mouth and bit it.

It was the child's arm, so tender that the clown ate with relish, and when he was thirsty, he took a sip from the glass in front of him, and his eyes rolled in his mouth and slipped into his throat.

A strong figure squeezed in from the side, a middle-aged man with an ugly face and black teeth, carrying a bloodstained electric sawtooth on his shoulder, looking terrifying.

"Hey Joker, did you hear about that news lately?"

The man spoke in a gruff voice.

"Huh?"

The clown swallowed the flesh from his mouth and blinked his bright eyes, looking a little innocent.

"An angel, Seraphim, was chased and cut like a dog." The man burst open his mouth and laughed, "Damn, is it Satan who crawled out of hell?"

"Hacksaw, is this the latest joke?"

The clown sneered, his face furious and strange.

"You don't believe me?"

The ugly man's eyes widened, and the chainsaw on his shoulder buzzed.

His big filthy mouth kept spewing out the smell of blood and stench, and he shouted loudly: "You can go and ask people, during this time, from New York to Connectiste, no less than five fellows have seen that poor fellow with six wings, and someone is chasing him with a knife.. He also recruited a lot of people to help him, Jason, Freddy... It's all tricked.. Haha, what a couple of deserving unlucky guys..."

The man's words seemed to intrigue everyone in the bar, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.