BoxJam: 'nKay. G'night.

Little BoxJam: There's something outside.

BoxJam: Outside? Like what?

Little BoxJam: Like

[[There is a big dragon with black-hole eyes, enveloped in flame and smoke, with a bloody, dead person in its teeth]]

[[BoxJam is in bed with Little BoxJam]]

BoxJam (thinking): If I ever meet the (scribbled out) who wrote "Puff the Magic Dragon," he's goin' down...

Little BoxJam: Or maybe like an owl...