There was nowhere left to go, the evil easter

There was nowhere left to go, the evil easter bunnies were close upon them. Dillis tried her best to poke them away with her 15cm knitting needles, but nothing helped. It was

total bunny bedlam. So she called Santa Claus for back up. Santa loaded the reindeer with artillery and

attached a sidewinder launcher to each side of the sleigh. The bomb bay doors he normally used for dropping presents was fitted with a stack of daisy cutters. The bunny high fived

and hopped away. Santa was playing to the tune of his own drum this year and bunny did not take to change easily. He would wait to hear all about it from

the camels, but if this new development was anything to go by, the camels would be on Santa's side too. Bunny was clinging to the past, but in truth he didn't know why. If only

he could find out more. He dug through the pile of broken toys and candy canes, only to discover

there in that ancient mothballed trunk, amongst the flotsam and jetsam of Christmases past, the car keys his father had lost in 1974. The proof he needed.

was in the trunk, buried under almost 40 years of rust and debris.

37 years, to be exact. 37 long years during which the trunk had been closed to the world, its contents unseen and unknown to all but

a young girl who realized the trunk went to Narnia. She was very happy and eventually left her world and lived her life in Narnia.