Sinister Wish

Tom Williams walked into his office party and it looked so festive. The buffet was unbelievable. It was Christmas Eve, so it was bonus time for all the employees. Tom's top three were in attendance.

Mr. Williams, Tom, started his department chain by hand in the hills of Arkansas. Before Tom, it was only the big box stores. He broke the mold though, and now these three were in control.

The company put together this party to honor the three and everyone was dancing, drinking and having a good time. As he looked around the room, he only saw greed, lust and entitlement that he had created.

The three stars of this horror are, Angela Williams, president of Wilmart and Tom’s wife, Richard Buchman, Tom's vice president of Wilmart, who is also his childhood friend and Thomas Williams, Jr, the chief financial officer of Wilmart and Tom’s oldest son.

Now that we know the setting, this psycho Christmas special will have a moral somewhere inside of it…maybe?? Let's dig into the meat potatoes of it. Maybe some raw steak or a lamb or two…Ha ha ha or ho ho ho!

Tom was just standing by a table near the back of the room, and he noticed a man that just walked in. He was dressed like Santa. He was probably in his 60s and skinny as a rail. He had the long white beard, but that's where the similarities between him and Santa ended. This guy smelled of booze and only had, maybe, two teeth in his mouth, probably because of drug use. He was also barefoot, and his feet were old, weathered and cracking and his hands weren’t much better. We will call him Dirty Santa, the gift giver.

He walked in and the music stopped, all the party-goers’ eyes were trained on dirty old Santa. Some of them looked amused, some terrified, some disgusted. Dirty Santa had his bag of goodies, walked up to Angela, reached in and handed her three wrapped presents. He did the same with Richard and Thomas Jr. After he handed out all the gifts, he spoke in a deep, raspy voice, “do not open the gifts until I tell you it’s time”.

Dirty Santa motioned to the DJ to start the music. The party started again, but no one really moved. Dirty Santa went to the buffet and began to dig through all the food using his dirty cracked hands, laughing, dancing and enjoying the food. He looked like he had not eaten in a while.

(Screeeech), the music stopped, and Tom senior stood up.

“What is going on here?” asked Tom.

“It will all be explained, Mr. Williams, after all, it was your Christmas wish,” said Dirty Santa.

As Dirty Santa shoveled a lobster tail in his mouth, everyone’s phones began to ding, except Tom Senior's phone, his remained silent.

“Who are you, who hired you why are you here?” asked Tom Sr.

“He, he, you will see,” said Dirty Santa.

Everyone was looking at their phones. They read, “welcome to the Williams’ Christmas party, it’s to DIE for! Have a have a great time! Merry Christmas!”

“The festivities are about to begin,” Dirty Santa yelled excitedly, “We are going to play a game. The three people who you are here to honor will be contestants. For every answer they get correct, everyone in the room will receive $10,000. Merry Christmas!”

Everyone began to clap a cheer. This was going to be the best Christmas ever. They all began to chant, “Mr. Williams, Hooray!”  Tom Sr. decided to sit back down, obviously this was planned. Whoever had hired that Dirty Santa was definitely getting fired.

The phones dinged again, except Tom Sr.’s. They read, “do you want to play this game? Once accepted, the game cannot stop until the questions are all answered correctly, from all three contestants. Check yes or no. The vote will either start the game or end it. The timer starts now! You have three minutes! Merry Christmas!”

Everyone was quick to vote, except the three contestants. They started to whisper among themselves.

DING! “Ok, the vote is in and the game starts now. Rules will be presented and remember be careful what you wish for Santa is always listening… Merry Christmas!”

At that moment in came a flood of elves surrounding everyone at the party.

“Question number one is for all three contestants, as a group, what is the one wish that all three of you can agree on? You have two minutes to answer. Remember, if you're wrong, then no prize will be awarded till it is answered correctly. Timer begins…” Dirty Santa announced.

Everyone’s eyes were on Angela, Richard and Tom Jr. and they moved closer so they could hear the contestants. Angela says, “I know the answer, what is something we all want? Money! Lots of it!”

“Yes!” said Richard.

“Yes!” said Tom Jr.

They type in their answer, “money and lots of it!”

DING! “Correct!” yelled Dirty Santa, “Open your gifts now and everyone in attendance, check your accounts! Merry Christmas!”

Angela, Richard and Tom Jr. opened their gifts. all keys with numbers on them. Everyone at the party starts to cheer. They are all 10 thousand dollars richer. DING! “Those keys go to safe deposit boxes with millions in cash!” Merry Christmas!

“Now on to question number two, who is the one person you lust over most? Remember, answer truthfully or there will be consequences. You have two minutes to answer. Audience has a chance at 30,000 here there will be three different answers. Merry Christmas!”

The party erupted... Hooray, Mr. Williams! All three contestants looked nervously at each other. Richard's wife was not in attendance nor was Tom Jr.’s girlfriend. What were their answers? Angela looked over at Tom Sr. and he sneered back at her. He knew that he was not her answer.

DING! Timer went off, “Let's start with Angela, she answered...Tom Sr…incorrect!”

The elves moved in and formed a tighter circle around Angela. One elf walked up with a meat cleaver, and another walked up to her with chair in a small block. They sat her down, took off her shoes and stockings and put her foot up on the block. In one swift motion the elf chopped off her a little toe. She began to scream.

DING! "Now it’s Richard’s turn. He answered his wife Sally… incorrect!” They moved the block now to Richard and sat him in the chair and chopped off his little toe.

DING! "Finally, it's Tom Jr.’s turn. He answered Judy, his girlfriend… incorrect!” They moved the chair to Tom Jr. He tried to fight, and more elves came to hold him down. Tom Sr. stood up and four elves forced him back into his chair also. Tom Jr.’s yells echoed as they chopped off his baby toe.

“Let's try question number two again. This time be trueful. Bad news audience, your reward drops twenty-five hundred dollars every time they answer incorrectly. Time resets to two minutes!”

What happened next, I could not predict. I had no idea the level that humanity would lower itself to until now. We shall continue…

”Booooooooo,” The guy in the back of the crowd yelled, “Richard, we all know you're screwing Tom's wife!” Other guests continued to yell too, “Tell the elves the truth!”… “We want our money!”… “Tell them the truth!”… “Everyone knows that Tom Jr. is gay!”

DING! “No answers contestants?” The elves raise their meat cleavers again taking another toe from each contestant.

Now the crowd is really getting upset. “Tell the truth now! We have all lost 15,000! You suck!”...“I will take more than a toe!” said another guest.

“Well, it seems the partygoers already know the answers. Now you have 2 minutes to try again and remember, you only have eight toes left and then we move to other body parts. Merry Christmas!”

The elves handed the contestants their phones as they frantically typed. The crowd was really becoming vocal, “Tell the truth scum bags!.. “I hope they kill you!”… “We want our money!”

Tom senior looked out and all started to make sense now. He knew all of what was going on with Angela, Richard and Tom Jr. His wish, though, was very evil. Had it really come true?

DING! “We have our answers. Angela first…Richard Bachman…correct! Open your gift. Guests, check your accounts. Merry Christmas!” The room erupted everyone was five thousand dollars richer now. Angela went to open her box. It was larger than the others’ boxes. As soon as she opened it, she began to vomit. It was Sally's severed head, Richard Bauchman’s wife.

DING! “Richard's turn…Angela Williams…correct!” Open your gift. Guests, check your accounts. Merry Christmas! The room was on fire, another five thousand dollars in their accounts. Everyone was back to drinking and partying again. Richard went to open his gift. It was his wife, Sally's ring finger, with her wedding band still on it.

DING! “We are on a roll. Tom Jr.'s turn…Jimmy from the mail room…correct! Now open your gifts and guests check your accounts. Merry Christmas!” Now this party was really exploding. Kind of intriguing how the contestants have become the spectators, and the guests became the stars of this party. Tom opened his gift, it was a picture of his girlfriend fucking the neighbor.

DING! “Now for the final question of the game. This question will have a bonus of an extra ten thousand dollars attached if the contestants answer correctly the first time. Timer’s set at 2 minutes. Question. Have you ever killed anyone and who? Merry Christmas!”

Okay, now, this was insane. How could they know what they were all thinking? How could anyone know their dark sinister secrets? Was he real? They couldn't tell or they would go to prison! The crowd was shouting again. I had no idea the level this crowd was going to go for money. The timer was winding down. Will they tell the truth or not? The crowd was chanting, “Tell the truth!”…“If you lie, I'll kill you myself!”…“You are all scumbags!”

DING! “First up is Angela and her answer is…yes!...correct! Ten thousand dollars to every guest! Now, Angela, who did you kill? Your mother-in-law...correct! An extra ten thousand dollars to all the guests! Now Angela, open your last gift. Guests check your accounts. Merry Christmas!

Now the room was silent except for Tom Sr. “You didn’t! How could you? How could you kill my mother? cried Tom Sr.

“Kill her! Murderer!” “Chop off her head!” the crowd chanted. With shaky hands, she opened her last gift. It was the bottle of pills she put in her mother-in-law’s drink at Thanksgiving. No one suspected an overdose; it was just assumed she died of natural causes at her age.

DING! “Richard's turn. He answered…yes…correct! Ten thousand dollars to all guests and now for the bonus, who did you kill?  He answered, Timothy…correct! Another ten thousand for everyone! Now open your last gift!” Timothy was Tom and Richard’s childhood friend, who died in a hunting “accident”. Richard opened his last gift and it was a picture of the three of them the day before they left for their hunting trip.

None of the guests cared any longer. The joy had turned into rage. They were chanting, “Kill them!”...“Murderers!”

DING! “Last on the list of tonight's game, Tom Jr. will he answer correct or lie? He answered yes…correct! Now for the extra ten thousand…Frankie, Rebecca, little Ricky and Jimbo Silverstone…correct! One last gift to open! Merry Christmas!”

Tom Jr. was scared to open it. It was probably something horrific. His father was yelling now, “You killed that family, Thomas? What the fuck? That was you? You were the drunk driver?” Tom Jr. reluctantly opened his gift…

“We have a bonus round, fifty thousand dollars for everyone tonight!  In Tom Jr.’s last present is a revolver. This crowd has the chance to vote on whether to make Thomas William Senior's wish come true! Should Thomas Sr. kill these three or should he not? Let's vote, two minutes on the timer! Merry Christmas!

Now it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Only the sounds of the smartphones and the whispers of the three murderers.

DING! "Votes are in and it appears that the decision is unanimous! These three will die at the hands of our host, Tom Sr. If he does it, a fifty-thousand-dollar bonus will be added to all your accounts. Thanks for being part of this year's Williams’ Christmas party! Merry Christmas!!!" Pop… Pop… Pop