As Luke gradually suppressed Freddy's domineering air, Nancy came back to herself.
What embarrassed her the most was what she was wearing.
Freddy had put her in this dress from her childhood. She naturally hadn't needed a bra back then, and Freddy had maliciously cut the dress down the front.
To make things worse, half the torn dress had been burnt by the fire from the furnace just now, and could barely cover her.
Luke and Freddy were too busy trading barbs to look at her, otherwise she would have to crouch down to cover herself.
In that moment, Nancy felt as if her worldview was collapsing.
She became aware of Freddy's existence a few days ago, and furthermore, had watched Dean kill himself with her own eyes.
It wasn't until then that she found out that a dream could actually kill someone.