American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 446 Revenge
Roy put the Heart of the Universe into his inventory, then looked at Dalia and Cecily.

"It's all alright now. Shall I take you home?"

After that, Ceci took Roy and Dalia's hands, one on each side, and they went home like a family of three.

Although Roy and Dalia's clothes looked a bit strange, one dressed like a ghost and the other was actually Captain America.

Adding Cecilia, who is dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, makes this combination very strange, even on Halloween Eve.

However, Cecilia seemed very happy; it had been a long time since she had walked hand in hand with two people.

"Mom, I want a candy!"

"No! It's almost ten o'clock already. You need to wash up and go to bed when you get home. You can't eat candy now!"

"But I didn't get a single piece of candy tonight!"

"Who said you didn't get to eat it? Didn't you eat a lollipop?"

"Mom, how did you know?"

"It was Mrs. Stephanie who told me."

They chatted all the way and soon returned to the ground floor of Dalia's apartment.

Dalia tossed her hair and then extended an invitation to Roy.

"Roy, would you like to come up and sit for a while?"

Roy was about to agree when a phone call came in at that moment.

"Hi, I'm Roy."

"Roy, this is Saltana, something's happened at Santa Monica Beach!"

"What? What happened?"

"I can't explain the specifics. I just went to the restroom, and when I came out, I found everyone lying on the floor, as if they were all asleep!"

They were all asleep? Is that even possible?

"Sister Saltana, have you seen Jennifer and the others? Why didn't they call me?"

"I see, Jennifer and Neddy are fine, but Ashley and Meryl are asleep too! I guess they didn't bring their phones?"

Roy suddenly remembered that all four girls were wearing cosplay outfits tonight. Although the superhero-style bodysuits looked good, they didn't have any pockets.

Unlike Roy, the four girls didn't have an inventory, so they couldn't make phone calls.

"I understand, I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, Roy looked at Dalia.

"Roy, is something wrong?"

"Yes, a mass incident occurred at Santa Monica Beach."

"How could this happen? Roy, you should go over there right away!"

Roy nodded, then he thought of something else.

“Dalia, tonight doesn’t seem very peaceful. How about I take you and Ceci to the Dolphin Hotel for the night? It’ll be safer that way.”

Dalia thought about it for a moment and felt that tonight was indeed a bit strange.

The yellow-clad clown is one thing, but the collective supernatural events that have occurred on Santa Monica Beach make it quite unsafe.

If something were to happen to him and Cecily in the apartment, Roy would be too busy to help.

“You’re right. I’ll pack a few clothes and then go to the Dolphin Hotel with you right away.”

"I'll wait for you downstairs."

As he spoke, Roy contacted Bumblebee via satellite phone.

As Dalia came downstairs with her clothes, Bumblebee arrived at the bottom of the apartment building.

"Mr. Blake, I've arrived!"

Bumblebee seems to be in a good mood, possibly because Roy has found another fellow countryman.

However, Roy wasn't in such a good mood.

"Bumblebee, to the Dolphin Hotel!"

"No problem! Bumblebee, mission accomplished!"

10 p.m., Santa Monica Beach.

This area has been completely sealed off by the FEA. Almost all FEA agents and FEAR personnel from Los Angeles are here, and the FEA in the Bay Area is also sending reinforcements.

This is a really serious incident. Thousands of people were found unconscious on the beach at the same time. If this outrageous event is not resolved quickly, it will definitely have a huge impact.

At this moment, many Los Angeles residents were already curiously watching the commotion outside the FEA cordon, and several television helicopters were even trying to enter Santa Monica Beach to film, which FEAR helicopters were driving away.

Yes, watching the drama unfold is a form of entertainment enjoyed by people all over the world.

So now this incident can't be hidden anymore, and Gerald is probably going to lose his hair again.

"Saltana, haven't the doctors found anything wrong yet?"

Gerald stood in the makeshift command room with a dark expression, looking extremely unpleasant.

Saltana, who was standing to the side, shook her head.

"The doctors used various scientific methods to examine them and found that none of the comatose patients had any physical problems or signs of poisoning. The only problem was that everyone's brain nerves were extremely active, as if they were dreaming?"

"dream?"

Gerald frowned deeply, as if he had thought of something.

"Has Blake and the other mediums arrived?"

"Lydia Foster has arrived and is checking on the unconscious person. Roy has not yet arrived."

Gerald sighed.

"Damn it! I knew something big was going to happen today! Saltana, let me know as soon as Blake arrives."

Saltana was about to nod when an agent rushed in from outside.

"Chief, someone who was unconscious has died!"

"Death? How did he die?"

The agent who came in hesitated for a moment before answering Gerald.

"I can't explain it clearly either. You'd better take a look for yourself."

"Take me there!"

Because there were so many unconscious people, FEA agents manually lined them up neatly on the beach to make it easier for doctors to examine them.

FEA agents led Gerald and Saltana to the location of the body, where they found a body torn to pieces.

Was this how the body was found?

The detective nodded.

"Yes, that's how it was when we found the body!"

Gerald found it strange; he initially thought someone was in a coma and brain dead, but instead he witnessed such a bizarre way of dying.

So Gerald crouched down and examined the body himself.

Before becoming an FEA agent in 90, Gerald was an experienced FBI agent. After the FEA was established, he was transferred to the Federal Emergency Management Agency as one of its first agents.

However, ten years later, Gerald's skills were not lost, and a preliminary examination of the body was not a problem.

"It looks like it was dismembered by something spinning at high speed. Could it be a chainsaw or a chainsaw? Saltana, what do you think, Saltana?"

The wound from being cut with a sharp instrument is definitely different from that from being cut with a chainsaw, so Gerald quickly distinguished the difference.

However, Gerald called Saltana's name but received no response. Turning his head, he saw her lost in thought. Saltana only snapped out of her reverie after being called twice by her superior.

"Chief, I just remembered a case we encountered before."

Upon hearing this, Gerald stood up.

"Oh? Tell me."

"At that time, I was still working at headquarters, investigating an incident involving a cursed videotape. Do you remember?"

"I think... I have a vague recollection of it, and then what?"

"During my investigation, I came to Texas, where I happened to encounter a special incident: the Dream Killer incident on Elm Street."

"The assassin in my dreams?"

Gerald looked around at the people lying motionless on the ground.

"You mean this incident is very similar to the Dream Killer incident?"

"Not just similar, but almost identical! Freddy, the killer in the dream world, is an evil spirit that can enter dreams. If he kills someone in a dream, that person will die in reality, and in the exact same way as in the dream!"

"Seriously? Has that guy been taken into custody by the police?"

“In fact, I witnessed Freddy being killed by Roy, and I was suspended because of the loss of too many FEAR agents in that incident.”

Gerald frowned in thought, and after a long while asked Saltana another question.

"So you're saying Freddy might have been resurrected?"

“That’s possible! I think I heard Roy mention something like that Freddie didn’t die so easily, and he might be resurrected someday.”

Gerald paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"Saltana, tell me the whole story in detail!"

While Gerald was listening to Saltana's report on the incident, several more people died mysteriously on Santa Monica Beach.

Some had their eyes gouged out with sharp blades, some had their heads ripped out, some had their hearts and lungs ripped out...

One of the unconscious patients was being examined by a doctor when, right in front of the doctor, his abdomen was cut in half and water was sprayed all over the doctor's face.

The doctor, who was forcibly fed the Nine-Turned Intestine, experienced a sharp drop in his sanity and was nearly driven insane by fear.

At this point, Roy finally got Dalia and her daughter into the Dolphin Hotel and arrived at Santa Monica Beach.

Most of the FEA agents knew Roy, so he was able to break through the cordon and enter the scene.

"Mr. Orin, how is the situation? Where is my friend?"

Gerald was listening to Saltana's report at that moment, and when he saw Roy appear, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

With Lord Roy's arrival, justice will prevail!

“You mean Ms. Parker and Ms. Hill? They’re inside the tent, and Ms. Morgan and Ms. Lesnicki are watching them. Oh, and Mr. Black, you also have a friend here, Ms. Elise’s protégé, Claire Frey.”

Upon hearing this, Roy was taken aback.

"Claire is here too?"

It doesn't seem to have any problems.

Elise went to the FEA headquarters to fight corruption, so Claire has been free since she doesn't have to attend classes in the evenings.

It's possible that Mary invited her friends over to play together.

As for why the four girls were able to call Claire even though they didn't have cell phones, there was something called a public telephone in those days.

You may not see them now, but in 2000, mobile phones were not yet widespread, so public telephones were quite common.

However, Claire seems to have grown distant from Roy in the last two months, even though they were already in a state of being more than friends but not quite lovers during the Holy Grail event.

I wonder if Elise said something while teaching Claire that made Claire seem to be avoiding Roy lately.

What is the current situation?

Saltana answered Roy's question.

“Roy, we’re talking about this right now! I suspect this whole thing was orchestrated by the resurrected Freddy!”

"Freddy?"

Saltana explained to Roy what had just happened.

"That certainly sounds like Freddie's style, but doesn't he usually only target teenagers and children? There are plenty of adults here!"

According to the premise of the movie "A Nightmare on Elm Street," only teenagers and children dream of Freddy, and the fact that more than a thousand people faint at once is clearly something Freddy couldn't do in the movie.

"There must be other problems we haven't discovered yet!"

At this moment, a person who was unconscious suddenly sat up and spoke in a strange tone.

"Oh, Roy Black, you've finally arrived! Aren't you surprised to see me?"

That's Freddie's voice! Saltana's guess was right!
The surrounding agents were on high alert and immediately drew their pistols, pointing them at the man who had sat up. Roy also turned to look at him.

"It really is you, Freddy! You've actually come back to life?"

"Hehehe, little Roy, Uncle Freddy isn't so easy to kill!"

"Shut up! How dare you call me 'Little Roy'?"

Roy stared at Freddy with a livid face.
So far, only Elizabeth has used this title to address Roy; no one else has the right to do so.

"Little Roy, if you've got the guts, come find me in my dreams! Oh, and I forgot to tell you, all three of your girlfriends are in my hands!"

It's not hard to tell from Freddie's tone that his goal seems to be to seek revenge on Roy, while the others seem to have just suffered innocent misfortunes.

"You want revenge against me?"

"Of course! Uncle Freddy holds a grudge! So if you want to save your girlfriend's life, come find me in your dreams!"

After saying that, the man collapsed again and fell into a coma.

Roy exhaled and looked at Gerald.

"It seems there is no other way."

"Roy, are you going to enter the dream world? Wouldn't that be extremely dangerous?"

Saltana was unaware that Roy possessed the ability to enter dreams, and Freddie probably wasn't either.

This guy thinks the dream world is his home turf, so he wants to drag Roy into his home turf to fight, but he doesn't know that the dream world is now Roy's home turf as well.

Freddie's greatest advantage has disappeared.

The only question now is where Freddy's power came from, given that he suddenly became so strong.

Even Roy himself couldn't pull over a thousand people into a dream at once without any warning.

Freddy's power couldn't possibly extend that far; something must have happened.

"Sister Saltana, I have to do this! Don't worry, I'll be fine."

“Mr. Black, in the last incident, you successfully avoided dreaming using zopiclone. Could you try it again this time?”

Roy shook his head.

"The chances of success are very low! They're already in a dream state, and it's too late to give them the medication. Instead of giving them the medication, we should think about how to wake them up."

Gerald sighed helplessly. If it were possible to awaken them, the FEA would have done it long ago.

"Alright, Mr. Black, is there anything FEA can do to assist you?"

“Of course! I need someone to watch over my body while I sleep. What about Heather and Penny?”

Freddie vs. Jason poster

(End of this chapter)