(Starting at the point the father receive the monkey's paw.)
Hah! Monkey's paw, huh? Of course it's not real, but there's no shame in trying it out anyways right? What to wish for, what to wish for...? Of course I can't be greedy, but then, I can't pass up an opportunity like this. If the wishes do end up coming true, everyone will want a wish! “So...?” I looked up, and smiled. “ Three hundreds pounds should do us well, right?” My son looked at me, displeased. “That's all? You can have anything father!” I laughed, does he really believe in this? “Son, there's no need to be greedy.” He thought for a moment, sighed and looked at me. “Your right father. So what are you waiting for? Wish for three hundred pounds!” I held up the paw and uttered the words, “I wish for three hundreds pounds.” After a few seconds I smiled and laughed, “Ha! I knew it wouldn't work. I can't believe I believed it, even for a second.” Wait. Did I just imagine that? I could have sworn I saw one of the primitive fingers move. “Father? Father, are you okay?” Asked my son, worriedly. I looked up and flashed the best smile I could manage. “Y-yeah. I was just thinking of the three hundred pounds I won't get.” I chuckled, still thinking of the paw.
I couldn't sleep. The sergeant major left hours ago, but I still felt an odd presence. I've never felt so strange in my own home, and I knew what the foreign object was. I stared at the Monkey's Paw, waiting for it to move. I had to know that I wasn't crazy. Move already! Blackness. There was pressure surrounding me, I couldn't breathe. I struggled to pry the paw from my face. A crashing sound rang through my ears and I felt a sharp blow to the head. I was on the floor. Suddenly, there was a blinding light and the paw was resting in my hands. “Father? Father! Are you okay?! Why are you on the floor?” I looked up at my wife and quickly hid the monkey's paw. Turning around I discovered the crashing sound, a bronze lamp, stained glass, ironically stained our floor. I stood up, carefully avoiding the glass. I looked up at my wife sheepishly, “Heh. I must have had a bad dream.” That must be it. I'm really going crazy.
“So still no money, eh?” Herbert question jokingly. “I wouldn't be surprised if it dropped on your head while you're on your way to work.” I joked back. I was answered with a loud chuckle.
I walked back to the kitchen, although I was exhausted, I was still excited to eat. Instead of being greeted with food, my wife ran up to me horrified. “Father! There's someone outside our door!” I sharply turned my head towards the door. And of course, there was someone pacing outside our door. Although it wasn't spoken, we were both thinking the same thing: three hundred pounds. Was this the thing the sergeant major had warned us about? That someone will come and murder us in cold blood? After what seemed like days of waiting, the man had knocked. I hadn't expected it, but I spontaneously walked to the door and answered. “Hello...um...Are you Mr. and Mrs. White?” We nodded our heads in unison. “I...I'm so sorry but your son was in an accident.” My eyes widened. “Herbert?! What happened?! Where is he?” My wife frantically look for answers. “He was...he was caught in some machinery. I'm so sorry.” I glanced at my wife, and I knew she was gone, gone to a far off world. “But,” the man continued, “of course we are very sorry. Your son has done a fine job working for us.” He pulled an envelope out of his breast pocket. “Normally we would give two hundred pounds as compensation.” I breathe a sigh of relief. “But Herbert has been such a fine asset to our workplace. I hope three hundred could at least take some burden of your shoulders. He handed me the envelope and was quick to leave.
“Father!” I sat up sharply, feeling dizzy but looked at my wife to see what was wrong. To my surprise, she was smiling. “I can't believe I didn't think of this before!” I looked at her, confused. “The Monkey's Paw! We can wish him back!” I shook my head frantically, “n-no! Do you really think that will work? It was all just a coincidence.” She got up and ran to the door, but turned around once more to say, “You made the wish to kill, make the wish to bring him back.
The paw was shoved to my face, “wish!” I took it and looked at my wife, hopeful that I could still convince her. “Wish! Wish!” I closed my eyes, held the paw up and uttered the words, “I wish for my son back.” Knock! Knock! Knock! My heart skipped a beat. So fast?! I once again looked at my wife, the biggest smiled laid on her lips. “Herbert! Father! It's Herbert!” She bolted for the door, but I held her back, “Please don't go!” I begged. She mercilessly snatched her arm away, “Are you scared of your own son?!” Yes. “Herbert I'm coming!” What do I do? I thought. The Monkey's Paw! I had to get it, I still had one more wish. I sprinted down the stairs, passed my wife, to the paw lying on the table. I held up the paw, ready to make the wish, when the paw suddenly disappeared from my grasp. “What are you doing?!” My wife screamed. “We can't do this! I have to wish him away!” Her eyes widened, “He's my son. He's your son!” I reached for the paw, but she kept it out of my grasp. She looked at me and held it up. What is she doing? “I wish-” “It won't work.” She smiled mischievously at me. Curiously, I watched. It won't work anyways. “I wish that my son couldn't be wished away.” Nothing. Nothing happened. I leaped for the paw, but again it was out of reach, she was already at the door. “No! Stop!” But I was too late, the door was opened and a monster was revealed, no matter what I still had to wish him away. My wife was in shock of seeing her deformed son. I took the paw and held it up, “I wish-” My words were gone, once again, I couldn't breathe. My son's suddenly sharp hands engulfed my neck. “St-stop!” I looked at my wife, she looked back, still in a daze. This is what she wished for.
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