It was Christmas Eve and the Clarks were getting ready for Santa Claus's arrival! With Santa tracker on the computer, a fire place on the tv and the Christmas tree all lit up they sure were ready! Molly Clark who was 9, was getting the cookies her and her mom had made a couple hours ago and some milk ready along with a note saying "Hi" to old Saint Nick. Meanwhile, Molly's mom and dad were getting her baby brother Lincoln ready for bed. Finally it was bed time for Molly' she fell asleep giggling and thinking about all the presents she'll wake up to.
BAM! Molly was awaken by a sudden crash coming from the living room downstairs! Molly smiled to herself thinking about her meeting Santa! Molly snuck downstairs quietly, she turned the corner and... "You're not Santa! Who are you-" Molly screamed for help but her crys disappeared up the chimney. Once they were both in the roof Molly looked up at "Santa." He had BIG bags under his eyes and pale skin and... long bony fingers with long sharp nails. Molly gulped as she saw the sack of presents coming straight for her head then... black.