But I slammed the door in his face.  And turned the lock.  With a sigh, I leaned my back against the closet door and struggled to catch my breath.
"Let me out!  You can't keep me in here!"  Slappy raged.  He began pounding on the door.  Then he kicked the door.
"I'll break it down!  I really will"  he threatened.
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We heard a final kick- and the closet door swung open.
Slappy burst out, his eyes wild with rage.

-Night of the Living Dummy II, chapters 20-21