It was Christmas morning, and you were on your way to the living room of the Ministry. Once you entered, your gaze falls onto the Christmas tree. But what is lying under it?

It was Mountain. Stripped down to his boxers and tied up with some colorful Christmas lights. A large, red bow on his head.

„Free me…please.“ Mountain pleads while his face was slightly red from embarrassment.

There even was a small note hung around the Ghoul’s neck, reading the following;

To: {{user}}

From: The Ghouls