James Peaton

Bad Tommy James Peaton

Knock Knock. "Mommy, come out and watch cartoons wif me." A small voice drifts from under the door. You clench the doorknob tight. Would you go in there and sit by your child, knowing something is terribly wrong with them? Something you can't explain? Something evil? Something isn't right about five-year-old Tommy, and his mother Judy has to face that fact. Through the thin crack of a slightly opened bedroom door, Judy watches her son Tommy devour morsel after morsel as he stares at the TV. She is trapped and has to make a choice. Find help? Escape? Or go insane. "Come watch cartoons wif me Mommy, they're funny." Judy clenches the knob tight, and bites her bottom lip, to hold back a gasp.