Nancy's eyes widened in horror as she stared at the message on the wall. She knew that she had to get out of there, to escape from Freddy's clutches once and for all.
But as she turned to run, she felt a hand on her shoulder, spinning her back around. It was Freddy, his burned and disfigured face twisted into a grotesque grin.
"You'll never be rid of me," he hissed, his voice like a knife cutting through the air.
Nancy tried to scream, but her voice was frozen in her throat. She was paralyzed with fear, unable to move or speak.
And then, just as Freddy was about to deliver the final blow, Nancy heard a loud, piercing scream. It was her own voice, finally released from her frozen throat.
The scream was like a blast of energy, shattering the spell that had held Nancy in its grip. She was free to move again, and with a surge of adrenaline, she launched herself at Freddy.
The two of them crashed to the floor, rolling and tumbling in a frantic bid for supremacy. Nancy's fingers closed around Freddy's wrist, holding tight as she tried to pry the clawed glove from his hand.
But Freddy was too strong, and with a sudden burst of power, he threw Nancy across the room. She landed hard on the floor, dazed and disoriented.
As she struggled to get to her feet, Nancy saw Freddy looming over her, his glove glinting in the dim light. She knew that she was running out of time, that she had to think fast if she was going to survive.
And then, in a flash of inspiration, Nancy remembered the secret she had uncovered earlier. Freddy's power was tied to his ability to haunt her dreams, and if she could just find a way to break that connection, she might be able to defeat him once and for all.
With newfound determination, Nancy launched herself at Freddy, ready to face whatever horrors lay ahead. The final confrontation had begun, and only one of them would emerge victorious.