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benjaminflynn:

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A child is kidnapped. Outraged, the monsters living under the bed and in their closet vow to find them.

Frankenstein rolled out from under the bed. “BOO!” he yelled as he leapt up, expecting a frightened cry from Timmy. What he encountered, however, was something quite different. The bed was empty. The duvets had been thrown back wildly, and Timmy was nowhere to be seen. As Frankenstein puzzled over the scene, Boogeyman stumbled out of the closet. “Little hooman go with Big Man.” He whispered huskily. Frankenstein raised one side of his mono-brow in a questioning look. “Big Man?” Boogeyman nodded slowly. “Big Man has black clothes and candy. Big Man has big van. Hey, that rhymes!” chuckled Boogeyman, oblivious to the gravity of the situation. Frankenstein’s eyes filled with a steely determination. He grabbed Timmy’s teddy off the bed and walked toward the door.

“Boogey, let’s go find Big Man. No-one scares Timmy but us.”