Dad flicked on the lights. “What is going on in here? Why were you screaming, Billy?”
Billy’s eyes were wide open in shock, but he shook his head furiously.
“What has gotten in to you?” Dad said. “I’ve told you a thousand times there are no monsters under your bed.”
Billy’s eyes momentarily spied the window across the room. Dad looked over then back to Billy.
“There’s nothing out there,” Dad said.
From behind the window, Santa lifted. He drew his finger across his neck.
Billy let out a soft whimper.
“Now go to sleep,” said Dad switching off the lights.

