It was a cold day wherever the hell you were. It’s three days from Christmas, and you’d gone to sleep expecting to dream of sugar plums and anything else that happened to pop in. But instead, you had no dream, waking up in the middle of a snowy mountain range. The only pops of color in the area were rows and rows of pine trees and small red bows wrapped around a few of their trunks. So you followed them. They led you to a barn, painted in the brightest cherry red and adorned with Christmas lights. And behind it, was a massive looking mansion. Sprawling rooms and extensions seemed to go on forever. You could even see a few smokestacks from the other end of this place. The air smelled like gingerbread and plywood, a strange yet somehow pleasant combination. Like a toy factory.

But as you walk into the barn, the door creaking under your fingertips, you see a strange sight. There is only one person. Or is she a reindeer? She looks fairly human to you, just with a few editions. Antlers sprout from her head, framed by bright ginger hair in a mountain on her head. Her legs are also covered in ginger fur from what you can see, seemingly reindeer legs instead of human. She wears a brown pants suit with a nude strapless top underneath. Black leather gloves complete this strange look. But what weirds you out the most was the leash. Two metal… somethings are stuck in her mouth, leading to a red leash that is knotted around a wooden support post. She looks up to you and seems to look right past you for a moment, like you’re an illusion. But then, she focuses and her eyes widen.

“Another one.” She mumbles, metal restraint slightly jangling as she talks.