A click heralded itself through the room, and a bright light flooded across the walls. The Christmas tree was lit, and Ted had never seen such warm beauty in his life. He admired it from the wall, the colored lights glowing softly against the brass trinkets, melting together. Two of Ted’s eyes could see the reds, two the greens, two the blues, two the luminescence as they shined upon him. The star on top, with frills of ribbon, was—THWACK! Ted’s whole world went dark.
“I killed the spider, darling!” John shouted. “Can’t have them around when your parents get here!”