Slappy- Final Spell

“No! I don’t want to hear it!” Slappy wailed. He jammed the earbuds back into his ears. “No! You can’t do this! Don’t hurt me, Father. Don’t put me to sleep.”
Slappy rushed forward. But Darkwell shoved him away. And then the sorcerer called out the secret words in reverse:
“Karrano Molonu Loma Odonna Marri Karru!”
A low groan, long and sad, rose up from deep inside the dummy.
Slappy’s eyes closed. His legs fell limp, and he slumped facedown onto the grass.
He didn’t move.
The wind swirled harder, howling through the trees. Clouds floated over the moon, sending heavy black shadows over the grass.
Darkwell stood over the fallen dummy for a long moment, silent and still. He held his breath. He stared, unblinking. He stood watching until he was satisfied that Slappy was no longer alive.
Then he vanished in another puff of black smoke.
THE END
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OR IS IT?
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Slappy raised his head from the ground. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times. Shaking his head as if shaking himself awake, he sat up.
He gazed at the shadowy lawns. There was no one in sight.
He stretched both arms above his head. Then he lowered his hands and pulled the earbuds from his ears.
Haha! His plan had worked!
You don’t know everything, Father! The spell doesn’t work if I can’t hear it!
Slappy chuckled. “Darkwell never was a very good sorcerer!”

- Slappy, Beware!, chapter 40 and Epilogue