Great White Jackson

Interior, master bedroom, night. Mom and Dad are asleep. It's pitch black, except for a flickering nightlight in the hallway.

The stillness is interrupted by an almost imperceptible "bump." Maybe it was a car door down the street. Or maybe it was in Dad's head. Whatever it was, it wakes him up with a start. He stares at the ceiling... His mind races...

"Did I imagine that sound?" he wonders. "Did I lock all the doors?... How fast can I get to the baseball bat in the garage?"

Just when he begins to drift back off to sleep, another "thump", this time louder. It's right outside the door.

Dad sits straight up in bed. "Who's there?" he says meekly into the night. No answer.

Then, he hears something else. It's so faint at first he thinks it's only in his head. As it gets louder, his heart starts to pound, he starts to sweat... It's music - harrowing, frightening, music...

...Na-na... Na-na... Na-na... Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na!!

Suddenly, from out of the hallway, it attacks: A GREAT WHITE JACKSON!!!



The multiple rows of teeth! The speed of the attack! The pinpoint accuracy of the knee to the groin!

Dad stands no chance.