Book your ticket to happiness with Sun Express Airlines. Oh, Welcome to micro terrors, scary stories for kids, where it's always the spooky season, full

of chills, thrills, and spine-tingling spooks.

Micro-terrors are family-friendly frights for those ages 8 and up.

And while our stories are for younger ears, we are still talking about things that go bump in the night and some children may not be able to handle what others can

Parental consent is recommended now for tonight's micro terror. The words my dad spoke immediately unnerved me.

Don't. The words my dad spoke immediately unnerved me.

Don't touch me.

I just gawked at him, wondering why he would say that.

Was he hurt?

Did he have some sort of sickness? As he stood there,

his arms still in the position that stopped me in my tracks. I realized something strange

about my dad and the way he looked.

He had not aged in the past 50 years.

He looked just the same as when I last saw him, since he shoved me into the cryogenic chamber and then attended

to whatever it was that had docked with humanity's last hope.

Had he also found a way to escape that chaotic moment and suspend himself for five decades?

Dad, what's wrong? I asked, with a slight tremble in my voice.

I was nervous and scared, but also relieved to see my dad.

The lights in the room burst once more into a flickering performance.

He looked around, taking note of the glitches and static.

Come with me, he said. Just keep your distance. Got it? I nodded, agreeing to my dad's terms, but just not understanding

them. He turned and left the doorway. I reluctantly followed. As I walked several feet behind him, I noticed

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