Ghost Stories - Chaldar's Conquest

Act 3

For the sheer fun of it, Chaldar illuminated his eyes, making them appear to the lad who was now planted directly in front of him.  He laughed as the lad swung out with his plastic sword, hitting air and nothing more as Chaldar had expertly dodged contact.

Little Andy attempted time and time again to swipe the ghost with his blade, failing at each attempt.  The girl who had been watching from the front porch had vanished a good ten minutes ago.

Chaldar was growing tired of the game; it was time to wrap up the night. He had bigger fish to fry, such as terrifying Ms. Jerriatric again.  My, how he loved her frightened looking face.

He stooped down and whispered to Andy, "Fate awaits, lad!  It's time for you to go-"

Andy hit Chaldar full-force, aiming the can of liquid streamer, and soon covering the ghost like a cocooned moth.  Right as Andy whacked the living daylights out of Chaldar, he asked the lad, "Please, tell me - how did you pinpoint my whereabouts?"

Before Andy's fatal blow, he eased out, "Sinaman."

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