30 years earlier:
I was sitting in a little cafe downtown,
when my phone started vibrating.
I was already looking forward to a call from my pregnant wife Louise.
But I thought wrong it was my greasy boss
And he wrote: All units near the city centre should go to the house on Maplestreet.
I got up, paid and reached out for my jacket.
Probably some kid ran away again because he wasn't allowed to watch TV.
Otherwise nothing much happened here.
When I turned into the street I stopped laughing
there were ambulances and more than 10 police cars.
I parked and pushed my way past the onlookers and reported to my boss.
He was as white as a sheet,
I've never seen him like that before... I asked him what happened and he answered quietly: "Murder"
That's all he said.
Then he gave me an ugly white suit to protect the evidence.
I took it and put it on quickly, knowing that I looked like a limp cond*m and headed for the door.
Suddenly the door was ripped open and someone in the same suit stormed out, pulled the mask off her head and threw up on the spot.
Now much more unsteady I approached the door, asking if I wanted to enter the room behind it.
Slowly I stretched out my hand,
I got closer and closer to the door handle.
Until I reached it with my hand.
I pushed it open and entered the room,
Breathing a sigh of relief, I realized that the murder was not committed here.
I looked around,
There was a hallway in front of me, about six feet wide by three feet high.
on the walls are photos of a happy family of three.
I walked on, following the voices that came from a room.
I entered the chaos and tried to grasp everything at a glance,
A bed on my right,
on top of her a woman with her eyes wide open. Her arms hanging limply to one side and the motifs on the blanket on which she lay are no longer recognizable by the blood.
I averted my gaze only to see a larger evil,
I became goosbumbs when I saw the bloody words above her bed.
One... two... Freddys coming for you