Riley Stone: 'Helena hasn’t got home yet.'
Kris: 'If I were missing, I’d want you to unleash the bloodhounds and track me down.'
Nash, I don't think you could pick your nose without written instructions.Black Christmas, by Kenneth Fuller
Have yourself a scary little, Black Christmas. It's not at all like the ones you used to know.Black Christmas
It's beginning to look a lot like - bloodshed!Black Christmas
Twas the Night, Before Christmas, and All Trough the House, a Creature was stirring. The Stocklings were Hung by the Chimney with care, but it was Hard to Say that St. Nick would be there. A Christmas with another colour brings a Killer on the Loose.Black Christmas