Hi everybody! I'm alive!

Sorry about the long wait, but as a few of you now know, my computer was in the process of being repared and cleaned out. They took forever to do it. Eventully, when they did, my mom procrastinated on picking it up. :/

But anyway, I'm very happy, because so many of you liked the first chapter! I didn't expect a lot of support for this fic, and I'm very happy I got so many positive reviews and PM's about it!

Well, the next chapter is up, and it is introducing two new/old characters, Amy Kramer and Slappy. Sorry it's short, but I wrote it quickly to give you guys a little more.

I hope you like it!

~Disclaimer: I don't own Goosebumps.

Chapter 2: Return of the Living Dummy

Amy's POV

As I walked to school, I couldn't help be alert.

I'm always like this.

My name is Amy Kramer. And I've been through hell.

Now, most people have their fears. I only have one.

Him.

You see, when I was younger, a dummy named Slappy came into my life and wrecked it. He tried to make me his slave. Why? Who knows.

But he did horrible things.

After my other dummy somehow came to life and saved us, I have always been alert.

Why?

Because there have been reports of people doing bad things and blaming them on a dummy. Then, the dummy is no where to be found.

I know it's him.

I could only hope he never come back. After all, we defeated him. Why should he come back?

My other dummy, Dennis, stays at home now. He protects us. He vowed to keep us safe if he ever returned. Sure, it's weird living with a living dummy, but Dennis isn't bad. He keeps me company. I've had him for a good long time and he's part of the family now.

But even having Dennis around doesn't soothe me enough.

I'm 16 now. I live a normal life. I keep to myself a lot, but I do have a few friends.

As I walked to school, I kept alert. I had the creepy feeling someone was watching me.

I was right.

Looking to my left, across the street, I saw him.

It was him, but it wasn't him.

It was a boy, black hair, bright green eyes, red lips, pale skin.

I blinked and he was gone.

Shaking, I quickened my pace until I got to school.

My mind was playing tricks on me. I'm just paranoid.

Right?

Slappy's POV

Magic is extremly difficult to learn.

But if you practice, you eventually master it.

At the moment, I had a cloaking spell on myself. Not that I really did need it, I am able to blend in with humans now. (Did you know, there's a spell to turn dolls and dummies into living humans? It's actually easier to cast if the object in question already has a soul attatched to it). But, as human as I may seem, I know Amy will reconize me. After all, she sat me on her lap, she got a close up look of my charming features.

I eventually got bored, and decided to have a little fun. Maybe give her a hint of what is coming for her.

I removed the cloaking spell, and stared as she walked to school. After a few minutes, she finally looked over at me.

Her face grew pale, paler than what it already was, and she stopped. She began to blink rapidly, more than likely hoping her mind was playing tricks. As she blinked, I set the cloaking spell once again, and became invisible.

I saw her take a shaky breath, and she continued on her way to school.

Humans are so naive. But this one has some serious intelligence hidden within her.

Maybe that's why I came back. Maybe that's why I began practicing the art of dark magic. Maybe that's why I desire her so much.

I'm not really sure why, I'll admit that.

But I'm finishing what I started, and Amy Kramer will become mine.