I ran into the hall and down the stairs. I wiped my hand across my face, soaking up a bucket full of sweat. I took out my phone and started to text my mom that I needed help. When I was about to press send, my phone started sparking and I dropped it on the floor. And that was the worst part. Just imagine your phone dropping in slow motion and seeing it shatter into multiple pieces on the floor. "NOOOOO!" I cried. Then I looked on my front porch and saw the dalek I had gotten at the store. Before I could move, it shot a laser at me. At first it missed, but the second shot him me in my shins. I was in so much pain, I couldn't even move. Petrified in pain, I looked over my shoulder to see my sister with her eyes shut in the corner. "BECKY!" I yelled to her. She turned her head facing me, eyes still closed. Then, she opened them, and they were red. She had become one of the pop figures. I noticed her hand had turned to plastic, and then I saw it grow up her face until she was a human pop figure.
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THE FIGURE OF LIFE AND DEATH
FanfictionI had recently went to Newbury comics to get pop figures and something strange started happening.
