Dead Flesh: Stories Of The Living Dead - Plot & Excerpts
Santa called over the blowing wind. “She’s in the second floor, back corner bedroom. I need you to bring the sleigh to her window and hover!” The lead reindeer, his nose so bright Santa was forced to don his sunglasses, nodded and changed direction. The eight other members of the team worked like the well-oiled machine they were and in moments the sleigh hovered even with the window. “Well now this is no good,” Santa said as the door inside the darkened bedroom flew open. “Perhaps I have something in my sack to help deal with this mischief.” Reaching into the massive red velvet bag Santa concentrated hard. The space inside the sack contained everything he could possibly imagine and all he had to do was concentrate and close his hand to retrieve them. Never before had Santa needed an item such as the one he summoned now. The six foot long red and white striped cane emerged glowing with an internal radiance.
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