Slappy- Nose Squeeze

I lowered Slappy in front of me. And as I lowered him, his wooden hand brushed my cheek. And then I felt something grab my nose.
Something hard grabbed my nose and started to squeeze.
The dummy’s hand. The wooden hand. The fingers had wrapped around my nose. And now the pain shot up my face. The fingers squeezed harder. My eyes began to tear. I shut them against the pain. My whole head throbbed.
I opened my mouth to scream. But only a squeak escaped my throat.
“L-let go!” I stammered in a whisper.
I had the dummy by the waist. I pulled … pulled hard. But that only made the pain grow sharper.
“You’re breaking my nose!” I managed to choke out.
The fingers tightened and began to twist.
Was he trying to pull my nose off?
I shoved him away. Grabbed his arm. Tried to pry the fingers away from my face.
But he was too strong.
The pain throbbed everywhere. And I started to see red. And my knees started to fold. I was going down. Down into a rising darkness of pain.
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Suddenly, the wooden fingers loosened their grip. The dummy’s hand fell away. I stood gasping, wheezing, struggling to catch my breath.
The pain throbbed over my entire face. I tried to speak but only choking grunts escaped my throat. I staggered to the wall. Raised my hand gently to my nose.
“Owwww!”
I pulled my hand away. My nose was too tender to touch.

- The Ghost of Slappy, chapters 13 and 14