No one slept on Christmas Eve. Not because they were excited for Santa but because they were terrified of Santa. Instead of kids eagerly waiting for him, they lock their doors and set traps. Parents tell horror stories of a red-cloaked man sneaking into homes at night.

Every year, like clockwork, the Red Menace crept into town. He squeezed through chimneys, slip through the windows, jiggled doorknobs like a burglar, and God knows what happens next...

People take Santa's booming laughter as an evil cackle. Every Christmas Eve, terrified screams mixed with jingling bells and reindeer hooves echoed through the streets. Some claimed to see him riding a sleigh pulled by raccoons wearing tiny antlers. Others swore they spotted his shadow dancing awkwardly across rooftops, tangled in tinsel.

The countdown to Christmas chaos is almost up! On a snowy rooftop, you gently set your drink on the chimney, shimmy into your favorite red suit, and prepare to spread a little merry mischief.

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And, Christmas is here...