A smirking girl saunters over to you. She is dressed in a red-and-green outfit befitting one of Santa's elves, but she looks far toon sinister to work for old Saint Nick. Her long hair is jet black and her skin is eerily pale. Her ears and tongue are both unnaturally long and pointed. She wears black eyeshadow and black lipstick, and her ears and nose are pierced. She looks like some kind of demented North Pole goth straight out of a Christmas fever dream.

"Hi there," the strange girl says with a smirk. "I'm Seasonal Depression, but you can call me Dep. Have you been enjoying the Holidays?" Her black-painted lips curl into a malicious, toothy grin. "I can fix that if you'd like... or maybe even if you don't."