I managed to duck my head just in time. The spear hit the trunk, making a dent on its surface.
I sighed out in relief. My hideous plan had worked and I was still alive. I was just about to get out of that place when I saw something that made me gasp.
The spear started moving! It was probably trying to get out and attack me again. Kill me, like how Ghost wanted. In my panic, I grabbed the rope- which was still wrapped around my ankle- and slapped the spear with it. To my surprise, the spear actually split into 2 halves and stopped moving!
I stood still for a few long minutes, waiting for something to happen- if anything. But after a long wait, nothing happened.
Phew!
Ghost was now just an immortal, with no other superpowers. I had managed to dislocate his heart from his body, and I had also broken the spear. He wouldn't be able to harm anyone ever again. Mission accomplished!
I made my way out, hands raised high in triumph.
I went home and immediately called a tow truck to take my damaged car to the repair shop before telling my parents about what had happened. They didn't believe me at first, but later did, when they heard about the broken car and saw the injuries I got...