Slappy- Pushed into Grave

“No one will ever put Slappy to sleep again!” the dummy screeched.
Then I felt his wooden hands grab my side. Before I could resist, he shoved hard. Harder than I could imagine.
Another shove. Another.
I was in too much pain to resist.
He gave a hard shove that rolled me over. And then I screamed as I started to fall. I slid down the side of the open grave.
Down … down in an instant. My scream following me as I hit the snowy bottom hard. I sprawled on my back. The walls of the grave rose all around me. High above my head.
Slappy’s grinning face appeared over the opening of the hole. He pumped his fists over his head. “I win! Yaaaay.”

- The Ghost of Slappy, chapter 18