The Scary Transformation at Christmas

 Jack was young, cute and helpful elf. He was working with a a new toy, when he noticed weird aura somewhere at the workshop. Jack left his workplace to investigate what it was, but he just couldn't find it anywhere. Jack went back and noticed that his work was broken.
    - Who did this!? Jack yelled, but none didn't know anything even though they were there all the time.

It was the time to leave from work, but Jack wanted to stay and finish his brand new toy because it was going to go for a girl who had been really good and something special.
    Suddenly he saw really bright light coming from the toy and right after that he felt little bite coming through it. Jack started to feel dizzy and decided that he has to go to bed. He saw really strange and unsettling dream and when he woke up from it Jack felt still awful. He decides to stay in bed, but soon after something hurts in his back. He hears big stretch and screams of the pain.
    - WINGS!? DEVIL WINGS!? Jack screamed of fright. He ran right to the nurse.
    - What seems to be the problem now? nurse asked without even looking who came.
    - I got wings! Jack yelled when crying.

Nurse laughed at first, but when she looked at him, she started trembling. She got up from chair so fast it fell over. 
    - WINGS! YOUR TEETH! YOUR SKIN IS PEELING OFF! she screamed and cried of terror. 

Jack tried to calm her down, but when he saw himself from the mirror, he saw what he had become and he ran out of the nurses office. He kept running even when he heard others screaming of terror or when he heard them saying something awful. 
    Once he was outside of the workshop, he just fell on his knees. He just cried and before he knew, Santa was behind him. Petting his head.





(Sorry that I haven't added anything here, expect that one text. I'll try to write more short stories or something from my drawings, old ones and new ones. ❤️)

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