With a roar of desperation, Billy cried out as he charged the ghost. Diving into it, he tackled the sheet phantom and knocked it to the ground.
Mrs. Fillmore couldn’t believe her eyes; the extremely large and chubby boy was now sitting on top of a crumpled white sheet. Had he somehow killed it? Having crushed it to death with his large bulk, she felt hope that she had been saved.
Sitting triumphantly on the haunt, Billy was pleased with himself. If he had known it was so easy to defeat a monster, he wouldn’t have run away from it like a scared first grader. But just as he was about to let out a sigh of relief, he noticed that the sheet was moving underneath him. Fear gripped him as the sheet suddenly rose up around him.