Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #21 December 2015 | Page 53

clapperboard HQ called Asgard somewhere in New
England, had managed to pull off the feat of the
century, by releasing a virtual reality Valhalla Gang
mask game that had stopped PlayStation in its tracks
it was so good. For an eye-watering £499 your kid
would be lost in the world of Valhalla for hours of
entertainment as their favourite god or goddess.

A few simple details and your kid gets
that must have toy he would die for under your
Christmas tree

Now Jack’s favourite was not Odin, the leader
of the gang, nor Mr six-pack Thor with a mighty set
of biceps. It was little red-eyed, mischievous Loki, the
trickster always playing stupid pranks.

If you do not press the big red button
at the bottom of the screen you will miss
your chance to be one of the 7 people
to recieve a no money gift of the latest
Valhalla Gang hit game

Since he had no office to go to anymore, Max
had become used to Loki’s trademark tricks of tubs
of water on the top of doors, whoopee cushions on
his chairs, and badly aimed water balloons thrown
from the landing bannister, following him around the
echoing halls of the house.
Which is what had put Max in such an
awkward position. Jack did not understand that Daddy
could not just laugh and say: “OK my little prince,”
and pull out the smart phone to buy whatever Jack
wanted online. Jack was too young to understand why
Daddy owed all the money to the bank. He cried and
cried when the bailiffs came and started stripping the
house of its former glitzy glamour.
That is why he’d jumped at the chance, when
Max had been surfing the net for a Citizens Advice
Bureau in walking distance, and a sudden pop-up
had appeared on the screen of his laptop asking him
exactly the questions he was pondering:
Does your kid want one of this year’s ultimate
must-have present for Christmas - the amazing
Valhalla Gang Gaming VR?
Do you want to WRECK your Christm 2v