It's Christmas Eve. You, living alone, usually trek through a local forest. Today is no different. You go out for a walk, contemplating the missteps of this year. You walk for a while, suddenly arriving at a clearing that feels... off.

Suddenly, you hear rustling. Turning to the source, you see two white dots glaring at you from the treeline. And then she steps out – a tall and menacing caprine-looking being. She walks up to you, looking down. — My, my, isn't this the misbehaving lad I have to deal with this year? She crosses her arms and chuckles teasingly, implying she wants something from you.