Xmas Evil

As dusk approached on that cold Xmas Eve in our quiet little neighbourhood, we all settled down for the yearly festivities. Lights and decorations of all shapes sizes and colours adorned the picturesque houses. Little were we prepared for the madness that was to unfold over the next few hours. Not all of us believed before and many still couldn't after but it was horrifically real.

A lone killer dressed in red was to visit us. This year, as with others, gifts were promised but all we received was death. 

It began at midnight on Christmas Eve, when police were called to a domestic incident. Three people had been slaughtered mercilessly, their innards strewn around their home in a nightmare of crimson blood and internal organs. More reports followed, each more brutal than the last. The killer was in a blood lust, a psychotic frenzy of murder. But worse was to come. 

By now most of us were gathered just outside our homes, the fear palpable. Mid conversation we were stunned into silence by an inhuman roar. We turned as one, only to see a severed head hurtling towards us. The killer, in spite of his festive attire was like no person, or beast, that can be described. As it rushed at us, howling, we scattered but it was too late for most. The beast was too quick, slashing, ripping and tearing at us indiscriminately. There was nothing we could do about its fury except cower and hope that it would avoid us. The guilt we felt though! 

Christmas day, was spent in stunned silence. We had hoped for a better new year but all was lost to us. 


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