|Rudolph was nibbling on some hay; crunching at the dried grass. Life on the north pole had always been quite calm and collected, but this year would be different...|

"Huh, what's that?!"

|He could hear all the other reindeer screaming, the world, the Christmas spirit, it was fading... The ground was shaking and rumbling violently; crumbling, shattering, They needed to get out now!|