Chapter 6:
A "Key" To Slappy's End
Joey's Story
Me: (a little mad) ... I hope the keys you've dropped weren't important!
Lindsey: It's not my fault that I can't see the hallway very well in the dark!
Me: Yeah, but it is YOUR fault that we got lost on the second floor!
Lindsey: (annoyed) It was not!
Me and Lindsey were lost on the second floor before we actually found the stairs to the third one; and before we found the stairs, Lindsey crashed into the lockers, where some of the keys she had flew off in different directions! I just hope we don't need those keys! I can only imagine if we needed one, but the chances are low, right?
When we started walking up the stairs to the third floor, I stopped Lindsey.
Lindsey: (worried) What's wrong?
Me: (whispering) Sssshh! I hear someone coming...
Lindsey: (whispering) Is it Kyle?
Me: ... I don't think so...
We both took a couple steps down and listened to whoever was coming by the top of the stairs.
(voice that sounds very familiar) ... All I need is the two, and than I'll have my bride! OWAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!!
Me: (whispering) It's Slappy!
Lindsey: (quietly/ scared) Oh, no...
We heard Slappy come closer to the stairs, and if he got any closer, he would see us! Me and Lindsey crouched down.
Lindsey: (confused/ whispering) Just needs two more? Does that mean he has Kyle?
Me: I hope not, but we have to get to my locker and get that spell.
When we didn't hear Slappy anymore, me and Lindsey quietly walked up the steps. It didn't take long to reach the third floor, and at the top of the stairs, we looked around to see if Slappy was nearby.
I turned off my flashlight, and so did Lindsey.
Lindsey: (confused) Why are we turning off our flashlights?
Me: So Slappy don't find us quickly.
Lindsey: Then how are we supposed to find your locker?
Me: Well... lets just stick close to the walls than, and read the numbers as we go along.
Me and Lindsey moved to the right so we were against a wall of lockers.
Me: (quietly/ reading) Hmm... 902... 903... we're close, but I think we need a different hallway...
Lindsey: What do you mean?
Me: This hall has only nine-hundred numbered lockers. We need the one-thousand numbered ones.
Lindsey: Oh...
We walked down the hallway more normal, but Lindsey was still trying to walk quietly. When we reached an intersection in the hall, I grabbed Lindsey's hand and turned right. As soon as we entered a different hallway, she flung her hand away from mine.
Lindsey: (annoyed/ whispering) Don't touch me!
Me: (annoyed) I'm just making sure you stay close to me, you doofus!
I moved over to a wall of lockers and read some of the numbers.
Me: (reading) 1039... 1038... we're on the wrong side, lets move onto the other.
I walked over to the other side with Lindsey following slowly.
Me: (reading) 1090...1091... we're close Linds!
Lindsey: (quietly) Good...
I ran my hand across the lockers as I said the numbers quietly to myself.
Me: (to myself) 1095, 1096, 1097, and 1098; this is it!
Me and Lindsey stopped and turned on our flashlights to get a better look at my locker. Unfortunately, it was already opened, and when we shined our flashlights to the ground, we could see that all of my papers from classes were scattered everywhere.
I looked at Lindsey shocked.
Me: Was Kyle already here... or Slappy?
Lindsey: (worried) I don't know, but we should go down to the first floor and see if she's there.
Me and Lindsey turned off our flashlights and slowly made our way down the hall again, but just when we reached the intersection, we could hear very loud banging noises coming from somewhere. I stopped Lindsey to hear better.
Me: (shocked) What the heck is that?
Lindsey: (worried) I don't know, but it might be Slappy!
Me: (worried) Than lets get outta here!
Then we moved more quicker to the stairs, but than we heard a voice over the banging noises.
(voice that sounds very familiar) LET ME OUT OF HERE!! SOMEBODY GET ME OUT!!
Me and Lindsey: (shocked) Kyle?!
Me and Lindsey turned on our flashlights and we ran down the halls; listening carefully to where Kyle was banging from. When we finally reached the point we could hear her the loudest, I shined my flashlight on the door to see where she was.
Me: (reading) The art room...
Lindsey: Kyle?! Are you in there?!
Kyle: (other side of door) Lindsey? Joey?
Me: (shocked) Kyle?! What are you doing in there?
I grabbed the door knob and tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.
Kyle: All I wanted to do was look at the artwork in here, but Slappy came by and locked me in; and I don't have the key to this room!
Me: Do you have the spell?
Kyle: Yes, I got it, but I don't think it'll fit through the door cracks, though...
Me and Lindsey backed away from the door and looked to see if there was anyway to get the spell, but there wasn't.
Kyle: (worried) Please! Get me out of here!
Me: (to Lindsey) Look through your keys Linds, and I'll look through mine.
We brought out our keys and looked through them carefully. Lindsey got done first, because she had, like, no keys; especially after she lost about over half of them when she crashed into the lockers!
When I was done searching through my keys, I looked at Lindsey and shook my head.
Me: I've searched carefully through my keys, but I don't have it. What about you, Linds?
Lindsey: (sarcastic) If I had it, I would of told you!
Me: (to Kyle) Are you sure you don't have the key Kyle?
Kyle: (sarcastic) If I had the key, I would of been out of here A LONG time ago!
I slowly turned to Lindsey and got very mad.
Me: (very mad/ sarcastic) Well, Lindsey... what do you know...
Lindsey: (bracing herself) Oh, no. Here it comes...
Me: (very mad) WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LOSE HALF OF YOUR KEYS?! NOW WE HAVE TO GO BACK DOWNSTAIRS AND SEARCH FOR EVERY LITTLE KEY UNTIL WE FIND THE ONE WE'RE LOOKING FOR!! (screaming madly) AAAAAAAAHHH!!
Kyle: (mad/ whispering) Joey! Be quiet!
Lindsey: (whispering) Now Slappy knows we're on this floor!
Slappy: (coolly) I already know you're here... ha ha haaah...
Me and Lindsey gasped and quickly turned around to find that Slappy was standing behind us the whole time!
Me: (to Lindsey/ worried) How long has he been there?!
Lindsey: (scared) I don't know!
Slappy: So that girl has the merchandise, eh? heh heh heeehh... well, I'll make sure you two brats can't get to her! HAH HAH HAH HAH HAAAAHH!!
Me and Lindsey: (screaming) AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!
Slappy kept on laughing as me and Lindsey ran away as fast as we could from him.
Lindsey: (scared) What are we gonna do, Joe?!
Me: We need to get that card that Kyle has! We have to go back down to the second floor and look for that key you lost, before Slappy tries to get it!
Lindsey: I know!
We didn't bother turning off our flashlights, because we didn't care where Slappy was and if he would find us or not. All we want to do is find that lost art key.
Lindsey followed closely behind as I turned left at the intersection in the hallway. When we almost made it to the stairs, Slappy suddenly popped up in front of us. We screamed as we ran around him.
Slappy: (calling out) You kids cannot run forever! OWAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAAAHH!!
Me and Lindsey quickly ran downstairs, and then, we were there.
Me: We have to look at every corner and every single square of this floor, if we're going to find that key.
Lindsey: Okay...
I walked to the right to look for the key, while Lindsey looked to the left. The bad thing was, we had to get down on the floor and look for the key, because these keys were kinda small and hard to notice when you're standing up.
Lindsey: (picking up something) I found a key! But it's not the art key...
Me: (annoyed) Linds... when you find the art key, than tell me, but otherwise, just don't say anything...
We than heard Slappy's laughter coming closer to us.
Me: (sarcastic) Oh great! Now we have to look for it faster!
Lindsey: (scared) Ooohh...
Me and Lindsey searched frantically on the floor for the key, but we couldn't find it; it's too hard, especially since the school was so dark and that Slappy was making us hurry!
Slappy: (in the distance) I'll find this key, and that girl will be mine; and you brats will have to give yourselves up...
Lindsey: (scared) NO!!
Me: (worried) We have to find it, like, NOW!
We couldn't search longer, though, because Slappy was now on the same floor as we were. Me and Lindsey started to panic.
Lindsey: (worried) What are we gonna do Joey?!
Me: ... I don't know...
When Slappy came closer to us, me and Lindsey stood up and looked at him: terrified. Slappy than held up something in his hands. I squinted my eyes to see what it was, and than I knew.
Me: (shocked) That's the key! How did you get to it?!
Slappy: When you brats dropped those keys, I quickly grabbed it. Somehow I knew this key would come in handy... heh heh heh...
I actually felt a little brave for a second.
Me: Let Kyle go, Slappy!
Slappy: Quiet! You don't give the orders around here, I do; and for now on, I want YOU to listen to ME!...
Me and Lindsey were silent. We were basically just scared stiff, because we didn't know what that doll was going to do to us.
Lindsey: (whispering to me) We have to get that key, Joey.
Slappy: Bad idea. If you try to take this away from me, than I'll go to your cousin and turn her into a dummy. YAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAAAHH!
Lindsey looked at me terrified. I knew what I had to do, but it was risky.
Me: (screaming) DOG PILE!!
Lindsey: (confused) Huh?!
Slappy: WHAT?!!
I took a huge jump and landed right on Slappy! Lindsey just quickly walked over and held him down.
I shot her a dirty look.
Me: (annoyed) I said "dog pile" Linds, not "girlie pile!"
Lindsey: (worried) Who cares, just grab the key!
I looked at Slappy until I found his wiggling little arm holding the key. He looked pretty pi -- oops, I mean angry!
Slappy: (angry) Get off me, you ugly kid!
Me: (sarcastic) You don't look any better!
Lindsey: (worried) Hurry up, Joe, he's shaking loose!
I wrestled the key out of Slappy's hand and than me and Lindsey made a run for the stairs that led up. When we reached the stairs, Slappy got up from the ground.
Slappy: (angry) Wait till I get my hands on you brats!
Me and Lindsey didn't care, because by the time he finished what he was saying, we were already upstairs. Now we have to find the art room. We just kept on running down the halls.
Me: Just follow me, Linds, I know where the art room is!
Lindsey: I have no one else to follow anyway!
When we reached the art room, we heard Kyle run up to the door.
Kyle: (not sure) Joey? Lindsey?
Lindsey: (happily) It's us Kyle, don't worry!
Kyle: (relieved) Thank GOSH! Now please, get me out of here!
Me: (don't care) Yeah, yeah... just hang on...
I put the key in the key hole and the lock clicked open! Kyle immediately came out into the hall. She also had the spell card in her hand!
Lindsey: (happily) We're so glad you're safe!
Kyle: We should be glad that we got these keys than!
Me: Yeah... whatever...
Kyle: (sarcastic) Such a caring kid...
Me: (sarcastic) Yeah, yeah, but now we need you to read that spell to Slappy!
Kyle: So, where is he?
Me: He was downstairs the last time we met him, so lets head down there, and quickly! I want to get this over with!
Kyle turned on her flashlight, than we all quickly ran down the halls until we reached the stairs. We "flew" down those to the second floor, where we stopped and looked around.
Kyle: So... where's Slappy?
Lindsey: (worried) He was down here...
Me: Yeah, but where?...
We started to walk down the halls quietly, because we wanted to hear where Slappy might be. Suddenly, we heard a door slam ahead of us.
Me: Come on! I think he ran into the office!
The three of us took off for the office. Kyle didn't really run; she just walked very quickly after us.
Kyle: (annoyed) I can't help it if I'm lazy!
Me: Well, hurry up! We need to get Slappy!
Just as me and Lindsey got to the office, we heard Kyle scream. We turned around to find that Slappy had tripped her. The spell card was no longer with her, but it was now between Slappy and me...
Slappy and I looked at the card, and than we took a dive at it.
Slappy: That's mine, kid!
I grabbed it before he did and shined the flashlight at it. Kyle started to get up from the ground.
Kyle: (frantic) Read it, Joey! Read it backwards, now!
Slappy: (pleading) No, you can't!
Me: (reading badly) Ah... On-ar-rak... Un-o-lom... A-mol...
Kyle: Read faster!
Slappy: (pleading) Don't!
Me: An-nodo... Ir-ram... URRAK!!
Slappy started to shriek very loudly, and his body was shaking badly, but than he fell to the ground hard. I put the card in my pocket and started to catch my breath. Kyle came up to me and gave me a slap on the back.
Kyle: (happily) You did it, Joey! You actually did it!
Lindsey: You actually saved me from marrying Slappy!
Me: (shocked) Wow... I'm... the hero...
I looked at the lifeless Slappy, and than I started to frown.
Me: (nervously) We... um... we still have to do something about Slappy.
Kyle immediately came up with a plan.
Kyle: Joey -- or Lindsey -- do any of you know where the nearest river is?
Lindsey: From this school, I would have to say it would be about four miles, why?
Kyle: (ignoring Lindsey) So... do you know where there is a large box or a chest. To put Slappy in?
Me: The art room has a large chest that holds the art supplies.
Kyle: Good, than this is how it's gonna go: we're gonna use that chest to put Slappy in, and than we're going to take that chest and dump it in the river... and that'll be it! No more Slappy!
I could tell that Lindsey didn't like that plan, and neither did I, but we couldn't think any other way to get rid of him... far away like that.
Me: (slowly/ not sure) Okay... lets go with it.
Kyle: Okay, I'll go upstairs and get the chest, while you two stay down here with Slappy. I would ask you for your help, but I'm not so sure about Slappy being dead and all so...
Kyle than took off for the stairs to the next floor. Now me and Lindsey had to wait until she returned with the chest.
I looked at Slappy and than to Lindsey.
Me: I'm not so sure if he wanted to marry you or not.
Lindsey: (confused) What do you mean? He was always looking at me funny... and what Kyle told us about what she knew...
Me: I know, I know... but, I just think that he wanted to marry someone else other than you. I don't think he was really after you...
Lindsey: If he wasn't after me, than who do you think Slappy REALLY wanted to marry?
Before I had time to give my opinion, Kyle came back to us, dragging the chest with her. She dropped it right by Slappy's head.
Kyle: Okay... lets put Slappy in.
Kyle opened up the chest and me and Lindsey stuffed him in. I took the spell card out of my pocket and threw it in with him.
Me: Just in case someone else has a problem with him.
Kyle smiled a little, and that was the first time I've seen her smile in awhile.
When we were ready, Kyle closed the chest and the three of us picked it up and started heading for the nearest river.
Kyle: I hope you know where this river is EXACTLY, Linds.
Lindsey: Don't worry. Me and my friends go hang out there sometimes, and it's not too far from our house.
Me: (sarcastic) Four miles is far enough for me!
Suddenly, Kyle's cell phone rang. We all looked at each other.
Kyle: (annoyed) I can't answer it right now! I'll have to answer it when he calls back in about an hour or so...
I don't really want to describe in detail how the whole trip to taking the chest to the river went, so I'll just say these couple comments or statements about it. Of course, we were all VERY tired when we carried the heavy chest to our destination, and we struggled with it. When we FINALLY got to the river's edge, we put the chest down and took a little break.
Me: (sarcastic) I am NEVER lifting anything heavy ever again!
Lindsey: (sarcastic) Um, Joey, you NEVER lift anything heavy before.
Me: Shut-up, Linds!
Kyle: Lets just push the chest into the river, now...
We all stood on one side of the chest and pushed at the same time. It took a couple of pushes before the chest slid into the river. The three of us watched the chest drift away... and that was the end of Slappy.
Lindsey smiled.
Lindsey: (happily) Lets go home; I'm tired!
Kyle: Me too!
Me: (sarcastic) I don't want this to happen again!
Kyle: It won't, Joey. Slappy's gone now!
When we started walking home -- those four miles -- I wish that Kyle was right... ... but she was wrong; we were ALL WRONG!