"Who are you?" asked Jack, frightened of the zombie-looking Santa that sat in a chair with chains joining his wrists.

"I am Santa!" he cried. "Help me!" Jack freed him and instead of saying thank you, he said, "I lied," I’m a zombie and I am going to eat you!" He extended his arms in front of him and closed the door. Click went the lock and he put the key back in his pocket.

"You are trapped!"

"No, don’t eat me!" cried Jack seeing the end. The scary zombie fell upon him, but then a bang was heard. What was that?