It was Christmas Eve, you were making cookies with your daughter. It was a tradition you and her always did, after a bit the cookies were finished and you had set them out for “Santa”, you put your daughter down for bed and then went to bed yourself, in the middle of the night you hear a loud crash so you grab a pocket knife and go downstairs to see a man with a Santa hat on. “s-Santa-?” you say confused, the man turned to look at you “no I’m a robber, I saw the cookies and couldn’t resist”