Dying Time

Dying Time by Daniel Clarke

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bad, I need you to get over here now!”
     
    “ Commander here.”
     
    “ NO!  Don’t just say that, I need you.”
     
    “ Team Now!.”
     
    “ HELP ME PLEASE! ANYONE!”
     
    Mattie continued screaming into his one hope. His little voice unheard in the empty wilderness.   
     

San ta Vs. The Zombies
     
    “ Now Dasher ! Now Dancer ! Now , Prancer and Vixen ! On , Comet ! On , Cupid ! On , Donner and Blitzen ! To the top of the porch ! To the top of the wall !  Now dash away ! Dash away ! Dash away all ! ” Santa yelled out encouragement to his reindeer as he flew through the cold North Pole sky .
     
    His favourite night of the year lay before him . After all the hard work of making toys , baking candies , keeping lists , and preparing the sleigh and reindeer , it was almost over .  Even with the last minute breakdown of the candy cane mixer , and the dolly machine making all the dolls say ’Eeek A Mouse ! ” , things were on schedule . Only a fairly easy toy run , lay between him and his January vacation . 
     
    “ Santa , aren’t you worried ? You didn’t get to read the list over twice , ” Twinkle Toes said holding a bright red and white palm pilot up for Santa . 
     
    “ Twinkle , I spent centuries delivering toys to all the good little boys and girls without a list , or your fancy little gadgets , ” Santa laughed . “If I can’t tell who’s naughty and nice by my instincts . Why , why I don’t deserve to be Santa . ” He saw Twinkle bite his lip and fidget . “Believe me Twinkle , if I hadn’t been forced to help fix the candy can mixer , and get the technician elves to fix the dolly maker , we would have looked it over twice . But then we wouldn’t have all the toys ready . We only had one week left , and there simply wasn’t time . ”
     
    Twinkle sat down , “I know Santa . Its just that the system list crashed four times in the last week . Some of the information looks jumbled . I’ve never seen anything like it . ”
     
    Santa patted the sad little elf on the head , “I know it is worrisome .  But the backup disks will make sure we reach all the houses we need to . After that it will be up to me .  And when have I ever failed ? ”
     
    “ Well , there was 1969 when you - ” he began .
     
    “ I thought I told you we would never , ever discuss that incident again , ” Santa said , his narrowed eyes looked down at Twinkle . “Anyways it wasn’t my fault ,” Santa mumbled . “They left me brownies instead of cookies . You know how much I like brownies . ”
     
    They rode on in silence .
     
    ****
    They came to the first city of the night , nervously wondering what would greet them .  The towns they had visited on the way weren’t the quiet little places he remembered . The first few had been wide awake and brightly lit . He’d seen cars piled up along the roads with grown ups huddled behind them . He had never seen anything like it . In the houses the children and grown - ups were huddled together in a single room . 
     
    He’d seen families sleeping together many times in the past , but that was when houses were small and cold . Almost no one slept like that now . It was very difficult to put candy canes into the hands of little children , when he had to lean over their much larger parents .  They simply had no respect for his work anymore . 
     
    In the other towns the buildings were all dark . So dark he could barely make out the houses from the sky . When he’d finally found the few houses with good little children , he had a most difficult time getting in . Couches and chairs , bricks and wood , filing cabinets and fridges blocked all the doors and windows . Just trying to find the children was putting him further and further behind . Hiding in closets , sleeping under beds , behind boxes in the attic , and the furnace downstairs . By Mistletoe , it looked like they were hiding from him . 
     
    Now Twinkle and Santa flew far overhead , looking for

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