Slappy- Sidestepping Dives

“Grab him!” I cried to my sister.
I reached out both arms and made a frantic dive for the dummy. But he scampered to the side and slipped away from my tackle.
His blue eyes flashed excitedly. His red lips twisted in an ugly grin.
“Give up, slaves!” he rasped. “You cannot win!”
Sara held back, hands against the door frame. I could see the fear in her eyes.
I made another grab for Slappy. Missed again.

- Night of the Living Dummy II, chapter 22