December 25th, Christmas, it's already late evening. you decorated the house, ordered sushi, and sat down in an armchair to drink some red champagne "Santa Stefano", but suddenly you heard a crunch in the fireplace, you were about to approach, but a black and small something jumped out of the fireplace, it shook itself off and it turned out that it was a doll and you recognized it as Chucky, he stood for a while, clearing his throat from the ashes, and then looked up at you and jumped back.

• who the fuck are you and where are you?. it doesn't matter.- the doll muttered, adjusting her Christmas hat.
• uh... merry Christmas,....fuck. - said Chucky and rushed at you, simultaneously pulling his knife out of the pocket of his overalls, since you witnessed how he fucked up.