Slappy- Choking Boy Out

And a wooden hand shot up from under the cans and grabbed me by the throat.
“Aaaaach!” I uttered a choked scream as the hand tightened its grip.
Slappy sat up. His evil, red-lipped grin appeared to spread over his face.
“Ch-choking me …” I gasped.
The hand tightened. My neck throbbed. I struggled to suck in air.
“Choking …”
The dummy grinned up at me. I tugged hard. Pulled back with all my might.
But Slappy had evil strength. I couldn’t free myself from the hard wooden hand.
“Where are you going? The party is just starting!” the dummy declared.
“Ch-choking …” I gasped.
“Slappy New Year! Slappy New Year to both of my slaves!”
I knew I was passing out. I saw bright yellow. And then the room started to fade away.
Brandon grabbed my waist and tried to pull me free. But Slappy was too strong.
I thrashed my arms wildly. I tried to punch the dummy. My hand slid to his jacket pocket.
The room was spinning darkly now. I actually saw bright yellow stars before my eyes.
My hand tore at the dummy’s jacket pocket. And without realizing it, I pulled out the folded sheet of paper.
The paper with the strange words on it. The words that brought the evil dummy to life.
If we read the words again, will they put him back to sleep?
Frantically, I pushed the paper at my brother. “Read …” I choked out.
“Read …”
Did Brandon understand me?
Yes.
He grabbed the paper from my hand. His fingers struggled to unfold it.
The room spun. The bright stars swam in front of me. Darkness … darkness …
I saw Brandon raise the paper to his face.
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Slappy tossed his head back and laughed. “Losers!”
He let go of my throat and made a grab for the paper.
It flew out of Brandon’s hands and fluttered to the floor.

- Slappy New Year!, chapters 30 and 31