CHILD'S PLAY:
Playtime's Over"Help!" Andy screamed. "Please somebody help me!"
"No fucking way you're getting away this time Andy!" Chucky's yelled. Andy slipped from the roof of his house. A horrible chant filled the air. Chucky began the transfer; there was no stopping him this time. As the words faded into the night, lightning struck the ground. The field around Andy's house went ablaze. Darkness filled Andy's mind. He could feel an evil growing inside him.
Andy's eyes flickered open. He was back in his bed, in his room. The nightmares had plagued him for years, and they always seemed more and more real. His hand brushed the back of his head there was a lump. He rushed to the window and saw the dying fire, the same one from his dream. The man rushed to the bathroom. He stared into the mirror for a long time. After that he threw his clothes on, and headed to town.
