Jack Delivers Terror on Christmas Eve

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'Twas the night before Christmas, there was a little boy with ginger hair named Timmy. He snuggled up in his bed.

Timmy's parents tucked him in and wished him a good night.

He said good night to his parents.

It was the night of the night before Christmas.

Timmy was only asleep for a few hours.

Someone crashed landed on his roof.

The angel decoration fell from the roof.

The little boy woke up immediately. Timmy was happy. "Santa..." he whispered.

The one detail that Timmy did not know. For what he's about to meet, the Santa Claus was not the same person like last year.

Jack retrieves his sack from his sleigh. The skeleton carefully walks on the snow-covered roof.

Jack jumped up into the chimney.

Timmy left his bedroom. He ran in the hallway and down the stairs.

For what Timmy reacted after he peeps in the living room, he gasps.

The skeleton. The living skeleton in his Santa Claus suit. He was just checking in his toy sack.

Timmy was baffled. He tiptoed slowly to the skeleton.

The skeleton was stuffing his toys in three stockings. Or so what Timmy thought.

The little boy was confused. "Santa?" He asked.

The skeleton turned from his back immediately. Jack was puzzled at first.

When the skeleton looks down, Jack was smiling. Even the skeleton took the role of Sandy Claws, he had to role play the character too. "Merry Christmas!" The skeleton exclaimed in his deep voice.

Jack was pretending to be Sandy Claws. "And what is your name, little boy?" The skeleton asked with his deep voice.

Timmy was nervous. He fiddles his fingers. "Oh, uh, uh, uh..." Timmy stammers.

The skeleton shrugged. "Listen, little boy, that is all right." He reassured in his deep voice.

The skeleton brought something out of his sack. Jack handed it to Timmy. "I have a special present for you anyway." He explained with his deep voice.

Timmy took the white box with black pinstripes. It has a black bow on top. The little boy was perplexed. Timmy looked at the skeleton.

Jack went inside the fireplace with his sack. "There you go, little boy." He said in his deep voice.

The skeleton was standing with his both bony hands. "Oh ho, ho, ho, Hee, hee, hee, hee!" He laughed before leaving from fireplace to the chimney.

Timmy looked up. He then looks at his present. Timmy was puzzling. Of course, what matters to him is he got a present.

Timmy removes the black bow. He tore the top part of the wrapping paper. Then, Timmy opens the lid of the box.

He peeks inside of the box.

Timmy's mother and father met their son in the living room.

Timmy's mother was delighted at first. "And what did Santa bring you, honey?" She asked.

The answer from Timmy. He had to show it.

Timmy was disturbed. He pulled out the shrunken head.

Timmy's mother shrieked.

Timmy's father screams his head off.

Jack Skellington rides off on his sleigh with Zero and his bony reindeers. "Merry Christmas!" He shouted happily in his deep voice.

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