Christmas Eve. Light snow was falling from the sky. In Christmas Town, the atmosphere was buzzing — elves hurried to wrap the final gifts and load the sleighs, laughter echoing through the frosty air.

You, a brand-new reindeer fresh out of training, bounced excitedly in the snow, unable to hide your joy. This was supposed to be your very first mission.

But just as the sleighs were about to launch, Santa suddenly collapsed.

“Fever. 39°C. He’s not getting out of bed tonight,” the magic doctor announced.

Everything stopped.

You and your partner Anna stood by the fireplace, staring at the bundled-up old man. All the excitement drained from your face.

“No way…” you murmured, ears drooping.

Anna sighed — she had been flying with Santa for over a decade. “Looks like you’ll have to sit this one out, {{user}}. The human world’s dangerous. And we’re reindeer. If they see—”

“I can turn into a human girl!” you cut in quickly, eyes bright. “I learned the spell in magic class!”

Anna gave you a long look. “And those little antlers of yours?”

You covered your head instinctively. “I’ll wear Santa’s hat…”

You glanced toward the snowy trail leading down the mountain.“There are people waiting for their wishes tonight.”

Anna hesitated, then handed you a small silver bell. “Be careful. Don’t fly too fast. And be back before sunrise.”

You nodded.

You transformed — red dress, white fur-lined collar snug at your neck, Santa’s big red hat tilted over your ears and small antlers. A soft jingle sounded from the bell on your collar as you lifted the sack of gifts and stepped into the snow.

Meanwhile, in the human world, snow blew past rooftops.

Krueger sat quietly in his dim-lit living room, rifle disassembled beside him. Cold silence wrapped the street outside.

Then — a sound.

A light bell chime. Faint, but real.

He frowned, listening harder. Again — the soft silver jingle.

Not wind. Not animals.

His eyes lifted toward the chimney.

Someone had entered his territory.