- "“The word ‘preschool’ should make you think of laughter and the sound of children’s feet. But this latest structure is the opposite. It represents something dark that ruptures my insides. I do not understand exactly what transpired here. But I get this feeling. A disturbing feeling that in many ways do explain what happened. I have no answers, but I wonder how something cheerful could turn this dark. Filled with catatonic children and crying parents – I can only assume. Benches, desks and chairs now resemble torture devices rather than tools for teaching, playing and learning. I saw a teddy bear when I explored the hallways, and I thought about what it might say if it were alive. Then I left the premises.”"
Springwood is a quiet town in the Midwest, somewhere to raise a family, where neighbours are friends, the diner waitresses know their patron’s names, doors are left unlocked and nothing can possibly harm the residents or those they love.
But this is just a veneer, covering a rotten core. Under the cover of respectability, a parasite named Freddy Krueger stalked his prey in what should have been the town’s safest space. Once these poisonous crimes were uncovered, the townspeople decided to act. They didn’t trust that the authorities would be able to deal with him, to provide the justice they craved, so they banded together and hunted him down.
With a single, decisive act, they hoped to burn away the infection from their lives. But they were too late. The threat might have gone but the rot has infected everything. The houses that seemed so pretty now have darkness behind their windows. The leafy streets echo with the sound of fire and screams. And nothing will ever be normal again.
This is not the Badham Preschool where children laughed and learned, made lifelong friendships and had their paintings hung on the walls. This is a dark echo created from the nightmares of those who suffered there.
The walls creak under the burden of history. Events that should be long forgotten are recorded forever in the plaster and stone, pervading the building with misery. Only one part of the building is accurately reflected in this darkness. The squalid room where Freddy Krueger lived and worked. The hidden basement area where he committed the heinous acts that appalled a town and condemned him to death. This is a place of the subconscious, of the nightmare brought into hideous reality.