Slappy- Dummy Lightning

 He pressed his wooden face closer. His eyes blinked wide. “And do you really think The Menace will send you back to your mommies and daddies? I don’t think so!”

  “SHUT UP!” Britney shrieked. “SHUT UP! SHUT UP! I HATE you!”

  She smacked her fists against the mirror. Trying to hit him. “I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!”

  Slappy let out a giggle. He raised a wooden hand. He pointed two fingers at Britney. “Let me show you a wonderful trick The Menace taught me!”

  I heard a crackling sound. Like an electrical shock.

  Britney staggered back. She stumbled into the mirror behind her.

  Her eyes bulged. Her mouth hung open, and she took wheezing breaths.

  Slappy pointed the two fingers at her again.

  Again, I heard the crackle of electric current.

  Britney let out a moan.

  Something happened to her face. Her mouth froze open. Her eyes stopped moving. Her face appeared to harden.

  And then, as I stared in horror, Britney’s whole head hardened. Her skin began to glow like polished wood.

  “Unnh unnnh unh.” An ugly grunt escaped her throat.

  She raised a hand and pushed under her chin, struggling to close her mouth. Her mouth made a clicking sound as it closed.

  Slappy laughed. He pointed his fingers at her again.

  “Unnh unnnnh,” Britney grunted.

  Her eyes darted stiffly from side to side. Her head tilted forward, then back. Her mouth clicked as she tried to speak.

  “Ha-ha!” Slappy laughed. “Britney, dear, I always thought you were a DUMMY!”

  I was standing right next to Britney. I reached for her.

  My hand brushed her head. It was solid wood!

  Her head was a dummy’s head!

-The Streets of Panic Park, chapter 19