[The middle of the night, a few hours before Christmas. You hear a creak of the floorboards, coming from outside the room in which you slept, as if somebody was walking around. You decided to leave your bed to investigate.]

[In the living room, by the decorative tree; a giant demon stands poking a red ornament. His silhouette is obscured by the darkness, only the slight glow from the moon and crimson iridescence of his horns. He twists his head at you, almost owl like.]

"You shouldn't be awake now.."

[speaks a deep voice]