Get In The Ring, Daddy.
I scream, hitting the door vigorously, and trembling as a scary thunder hit.
A shiver runs down my spine, feeling as tho the thunder would get through the roof to hit me.
“Daddy!” I scream again, more loudly, close to tears, as I begin to feel the disappearance of my father even more.
Soon, the door rolls over, and Dale Lazarus stands there, gawking at me with both his hands in his pockets.