Slightly drowsy I begin to feel mastery of my body, a stench of alcohol and cigarettes permeates my nostrils... Since I am pregnant I have become very sensitive to both, however, I am smart enough not to have any visible reaction. I know that Freddy's fucker is here, and that woman Marie Sherman has set me up, this time, I will not fail. This time, I will show no mercy.
I realize I'm not tied up. But I do hear footsteps around the room, I have to think about what I'm going to do. And I have clear ideas, I'm going to hurt Freddy, and if I were to kill him, I wouldn't feel any remorse about it, I think I'd rather be in jail right now than continue living a life full of uncertainty about his existence. I am tired.
I move a few steps and half open my eyes, my arms have a small wound, thank h
