Merry Christmas, Prepare To Die
You rush to the kitchen and jump out at the criminals, knife in hand! They look up at the flying, blade-handed child and instinctively grab you and fling you to the ground. Your jaw shatters and you've landed on your knife - you can barely move.
"What now, Frankie?" one of the criminals asks.
"Bring him with us," Frankie laughs, "the boss can put the kid into the incinerator."
They stomp simultaneously onto the back of your skull and the world goes dark.
You never wake up.
Meanwhile, a different you, in the past, DOES wake up...
"What now, Frankie?" one of the criminals asks.
"Bring him with us," Frankie laughs, "the boss can put the kid into the incinerator."
They stomp simultaneously onto the back of your skull and the world goes dark.
You never wake up.
Meanwhile, a different you, in the past, DOES wake up...