Everyone had heard about Tim.
Danny’s mum had read the squashed ants in her paper.
She said Tim had been kidnapped. Danny knew it was worse than that.
The Skeleton Eater.
And when Danny wants to venture up to the best toy store in the universe on the second floor of the creepy old department store, there’s only one way to go.
“Yum, yum, Danny,” said the Skeleton Eater as its great tongue stairs lolled hungrily upwards. “Yum, yum...”