Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #21 December 2015 | Page 55

A low whisper of amazement whistled
between his lips as he carefully took off the paper,
and folded it, just like his mother, and put it to one
side. It was exactly the right present, he had always,
always wanted. His Dad used his thumbnail to cut the
Sellotape securing the lid so Jack could pull out the
mask and headphones.

a big wooden ladle. Max didn’t see the fork as it
darted for his eye, and ripped the eyeball from the
socket. He fell to the floor, hand over the blood
gushing from the empty socket. Nichole’s face
contorted manically, as she adjusted the grip on
the fork, so she could stab her husband better, his
eyeball still impaled on the prongs.

“Oh thank you Daddy. Thank you Mummy.
This is the best present. This is the best Christmas.
Ever, ever, ever, ever... “

Jack laughed and laughed when Odin picked
up a dagger and split Freya’s stomach, and then
used her own intestine to tie her up, so she could not
hit him anymore. It was so funny because it would
never happen in real life.

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Jack rushed into the kitchen and settled down
at the table to start playing with his amazing new toy.
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