Slappy- Restraining Jillian

“Are you CRAZY?” Slappy screamed. “That ugly piece of junk! She can’t be my bride!”
Slappy reached out and grabbed me by the wrist.
“Jillian, YOU are my bride!” he cried.
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“OW!” I cried out as the dummy’s grip tightened around my wrist.
I tugged hard. Jerked my arm around. But I couldn’t pull free.
Around the room, kids were screaming and crying. I saw two girls hugging each other against the wall, their legs trembling.
...

“No!” I screamed.
I tugged again. Tugged with all my strength to pull myself free.
But the evil dummy’s grip tightened even more. I couldn’t move.

- Bride of the Living Dummy, chapters 24 and 25