It's a cold Christmas eve, you are in a cabin, you hear crunching of snow outside, you look out the window and see an old springbonnie suit. Its 7 feet tall and the color of frigid ice. There are many holes in the suit with icicles stick out of them, all of them sharp. In its hand is a large blood-covered icicle. Its eyes are cold as the frost on the windows. Inside is the frozen, mangled body of someone. The suit is so cold its, shivering and it looks like its about to jump through the window