Dec. 19, 2023

Ep.237 – The Day that Santa Died - They Want Saint Nick DEAD!

Ep.237 – The Day that Santa Died - They Want Saint Nick DEAD!

An ex military bad-ass has a new assignment... to protect Jolly Old Santa Claus! Unfortunately it isn't as cute as it sounds... There are leagues of former elves that want the fatman's head stuffed in their stockings!

The Day Santa Died by Keith...

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An ex military bad-ass has a new assignment... to protect Jolly Old Santa Claus! Unfortunately it isn't as cute as it sounds... There are leagues of former elves that want the fatman's head stuffed in their stockings!

The Day Santa Died by Keith Tomlin

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Everyone wants to be famous, even
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course with fame comes complications. The
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the more people want you dead.
And who could have more notoriety, more

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fame, more name recognition than Santa
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Christmas, and I've got another scary
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and narrator, Enrique Kuto, and
tonight's story is action packed. Often here

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on Weekly Spooky we dive into many
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not often action. So leave it
to our good buddy Keith Tomlin to take

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care of business right here tonight with
his very fun and freaky story. But

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we'll get to that in just a
moment. But before we get to that,

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But now it's time for our story. After these quick words, the

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day that Santa died by Keith Tomlin. Excerpts from Santa's Bodyguard, My Journey

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from Vietnam to the North Pole,
an autobiography by Jonathan L. Copeland,

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as featured in the December twenty eleven
issue of The weather Be Monthly True Crime

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journal. Writer's note, I hate
to start the story off with exposition,

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but I need to make sure that
the realities of the situation are understood by

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the reader. These are explained in
detail in the book version, but readers

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of this excerpt may benefit from knowing
the following one. There are around two

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thousand elves in existence. Majority of
these elves are living a happy life working

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for Santa. There are, however, a few that, in their terms,

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escaped from the North Pole. These
elves, called renegades, vowed to

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release their fellow elves from their enslavement
of their oppressor. For the record,

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I have not seen any indication that
Santa was anything but kind and generous to

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those who worked for him. Two. Many supernatural phenomena surround Santa Claus and

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Christmas. Many of these are well
documented in popular culture, such as flying

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reindeer and circumventing the entire earth in
one night. While delivering presents. However,

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two lesser known ones affect this story. The first is that explosives,

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including gunpowder and by extension, firearms, do not work around Santa Claus.

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The same goes for internal combustion engines. Santa cannot ride in a car,

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plane, or helicopter. When I
asked him about these and other unusual occurrences,

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he would simply shrug and say it's
Christmas magic. I could get no

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further explanations. John Copeland twenty eleven, December eighteenth, nineteen eighty nine,

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Cooper's Department Store, Brickton, New
Jersey. The hair on the back of

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my neck stood up. I could
feel that something was wrong. This sixth

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sense saved my life many times in
Vietnam, and I've learned to trust it.

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I triggered the radio, Steve,
how are things looking? The reply

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came back, everything looks good here, Boss, Alan, everything good on

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your end YEP, no issues,
just kids everywhere. Alan replied, Dave,

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how are you doing? No reply, Dave, still no reply.

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Jeff again, no reply, Damn, I sighed. I triggered the radio

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again. Okay, and I want
you to stop letting people in. Tell

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them that Santa has to feed his
reindeer or whatever. Steve, make your

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way towards Dave's sector, but be
careful. Head on a swivel. I'll

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head to where Jeff was. After
Alan and Steve confirmed, I head off

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down an aisle stacked with boxes of
board games. A look to my right

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confirmed that Santa was still in the
Winter Wonderland village that Cooper's Department store set

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up for him. Kids were lined
up across the sales room floor and down

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the unpowered escalator. I heard tiny
footsteps running behind me. I turned and

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walked back towards sporting goods. A
blur of motion turned down an aisle in

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the baseball section. I quickly covered
the ground between me and the mouth of

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the aisle. Peering around the corner, I saw a child no older than

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six standing there, giggling, his
mouth covered in chocolate. I cautiously made

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my way towards him. Hi,
there are you lost? Where are your

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parents? I asked? They over
there, he said, pointing somewhat in

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the direction of Santa's village. I
approached closer every nerve, screaming, what

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are you doing here? Don't you
want to meet Santa? The little man

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gave me candy and said that you
wanted to play hide and seek, the

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child said, grinning. I began
to answer when my instincts told me to

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duck. A long blade whipped across
the aisle, barely missing my head.

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Out of habit and training, my
hand reached for a pistol at my waist.

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I then remembered I was not carrying
a firearm and instead grabbed a wooden

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baseball bat, just in time to
block another strike from the short sword.

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The sword dug into the wood deep
enough to catch, and I was able

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to twist the bat to the side
and rip that sword out of the grip

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of a short creature standing on the
top shelf. I dropped the bat and

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grabbed its legs, turned and swung
it across the aisle, hitting its head

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on a metal bin full of baseball
bats. I let go and it landed

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on the floor, its neck twisted
at an impossible angle. I heard the

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kid behind me running away, yelling
for his mother. I got my first

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look at the creature and cursed.
It was around three feet tall, with

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a thin, narrow face, long
gray beard, and pointy ears. Guys,

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I said into the radio, we
got elves. Time to shut it

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down. Alan, they don't usually
attack civilians. Make sure everybody makes it

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safely off the property. Steve,
make your way to me. I'll be

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with the big guy immediately. The
guys acknowledged I changed channels in radio to

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have the reindeer sleigh sent for a
roof extraction. As I begin to quickly

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walk toward the Winter Wonderland setup,
I tripped a fire alarm mounted on a

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wall. Sirens and flashing lights filled
the store as a pre recorded voice played

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over the sound system asking all guests
to leave the building in an orderly fashion

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via the nearest exit in the Winter
Wonderland set. Store employees began helping crying

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children and worried parents exit the roped
off que. Santa, looking majestic in

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his classic red robes with white trim, was reassuring everyone and asking them to

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be careful on the way out.
I walked up to Santa, my eyes

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trying to scan everyone and everything at
once, my nerves screaming. Santa noticed

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my approach and turned to me,
concern etched into his ageless face. John,

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my boy, what is going on? Is everyone okay? He asked,

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his deep voice rising above the surrounding
chaos. I shook my head.

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No, sir, the renegades are
here. I have a few people missing,

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but I haven't heard any issues with
the civilians. Oh my, he

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said, pausing, How did they
find me? Unclear? At this point,

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I replied, around Christmas, there
are thousands of actors posing as Santa

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around the world, meeting children,
leading parades, and doing other Christmasy duties.

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For years, I tried in vain
to get the real Santa to cancel

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his personal appearances, but he refused, saying that the only way to know

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what children really want is to get
out there and talk to them. I

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was able to stop him from announcing
his appearances, hoping that the sheer number

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of other Santas would act as decoys
and serve as a form of Christmas camouflage.

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We can worry about that later,
sir. Now, we need to

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get you to the roof for pickup. I told him I'll go once I

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know the children are safe. He
replied, sir, we need to get

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you out of here when the children
are safe. Santa said, with a

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bit of an edge in his voice, Roger that I knew that once he

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made up his mind, there was
no changing it. I turned to face

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the dwindling crowd, scanning for dangers. I spoke into the radio, Alan,

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what's the situation, Alan answered,
a bit breathless. The crowd streaming

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out of the building is thinning out
a bit. I saw some short figures,

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non children entering through the loading dock. Steve went after them. Stay

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with the crowd, make sure nothing
happens to them, I said, Steve.

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Head up to me. No answer, Steve. Still nothing, Damn,

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I thought, as I put the
radio into a holster on my belt.

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After a few tense minutes, some
of the longest of my life,

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Alan's voice came over the radio.
Boss employees are saying the store should be

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empty. Roger that heading to the
roof. I replied, that's when the

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lights went out. The world went
black except for the flashing lights of the

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fire alarm. Moments later, the
emergency lights came on, their dim pale

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lights combined with the firelights, casting
an eerie shadow. Sir I said,

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we need to go now. A
somber looking Santa nodded, yes, John,

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I believe you're right. Weaving through
the aisles and holiday displays, I

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led Santa toward the back stairway.
As we entered housewares. Three diminutive figures

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emerged out of the darkness at the
end of the aisle, the amber alarm

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lights shining off of the short steel
swords they were wielding. I pulled Santa

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behind me and turned to face the
attackers. Out of the corner of my

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vision, I saw a dark shape
launch itself from the top shelf towards Santa.

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I sidestepped to intercept, putting my
body between Santa and the threat.

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I raised my left arm to block
the assault in A long, thin blade

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pierced my forearm. The weight of
the small body forced my arm back,

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and the tip of the knife cut
a long, cruel gash in my cheek.

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I grabbed the attacker, an older, gray haired elf, with my

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right hand, and awkwardly chucked the
flailing body at the other three, who

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were now running down the aisle.
Swords raised don't go away weakly, Spooky

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will be right back. One of
the attackers tripped over the thrown Elf,

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while the other two slowed down now
that I had turned my attention to them.

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As they cautiously walked forward, I
pulled the knife from my forearm,

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causing a fresh wave of blood to
flow I held the knife at the ready.

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As a Green Beret in Vietnam,
my unit was often at a numeric

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disadvantage when we encountered the enemy.
In those situations, I found that it

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was best to cause confusion in the
enemy by doing the unexpected, which usually

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came down to a quick and bloody
display of extreme violence. I whispered to

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Santa, keep an eye out behind
you. I'll be right back. I

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didn't wait for an answer. Instead, I roared at the top of my

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lungs and began to run towards the
elves as fast as I could. This

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startled them, and they raised their
swords in a defensive posture. As I

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got within a few feet of the
elf on the right side, I went

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into a feet first baseball slide.
The polished and waxed floor assisting me with

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a surprising lack of resistance. I
hit him just under his right knee.

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The crack of the bones was louder
than the fire alarm. As he fell,

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he tried to strike me, but
only took out a small slice of

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my left arm. Most of the
damage was absorbed by my suit jacket.

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At this time I realized that I
had slid too close to the bottom of

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the shelf, and it was restricting
my movements. My initial hope was to

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take out the right elf with the
baseball slide, then spin to face away

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from the upright attacker and use my
feet to keep him at bay until I

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can find an opportunity to stand up. Not the best plan I've ever come

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up with, but better than none. The middle attacker approached and batted away

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my ineffectual attempts to fend him off
with my injured arm. He raised his

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sword and plunged it down at me. At the last moment, I was

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able to turn and took the strike
on my left side. Using what little

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strength I had in my left arm, I tried to push him away as

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he grabbed the sword with both hands
and leaned into it. That's when I

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stopped pushing and pulled him toward me, his sword passing through me and striking

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the floor. Shock showed on his
face as he fell forward, unable to

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compensate for the lack of resistance.
I stared into his face inches from mine

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as I brought my right hand up
and plunged the dagger into his side over

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and over again. I felt the
front of my shirt grow wet with his

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blood, and the light in his
eye slowly dimmed. I let go,

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and he slumped over his eyes,
staring sightlessly at the ceiling. Using the

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shelves to pull myself up, I
grasped the hilt of the small sword and

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pulled it free. Wincing from the
pain, rolling my left shoulder, I

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deduced that the wound on my side
was less serious than I originally thought.

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No vital organs were hit. I
look at the three living elves lying on

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the ground. The one with the
broken leg was still clutching it and rolling

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around moaning. The one I threw
was still lying dazed on the tile floor,

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while the one that tripped over him
was just rising to his feet,

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his cold eyes boring into me.
I took a step and kicked him hard

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in the face. A wet crunch
could be heard as a shelf split the

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back of his skull open and wedged
into his brain. I then struck the

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elf he tripped over with the sword
until he stopped moving. I verified that

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the elf with the broken leg wasn't
a threat, before looking over at Santa

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Santa Claus stood there speechless, his
ashen white face registering both shock and disgust.

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He opened his mouth to speak,
but nothing came out. Sir,

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we should be going, I said, looking around for additional threats. Santa

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shook his head like he was coming
out of a trance. He looked at

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the carnage in front of him and
asked, was that necessary, Sir,

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Let's go, I replied. Santa
took one last look at the bodies before

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him and slowly nodded. We made
our way past the jewelry counter and into

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women's wear. I grabbed a couple
of scarves from a bin and bound my

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wounds as best I could. Santa
gave me a disapproving look, but softened

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when I told him that I would
for them later. I almost added if

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we live, but chose to keep
that part to myself. We heard movement

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behind us, at least four sets
of footsteps heading our way. I began

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pushing Santa to move faster, hoping
to reach the stairway to the roof before

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the renegades caught us. My sixth
sense was screaming that there was something I

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was missing, but years of an
action had blunted the tactical sense that had

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been honed into a razor's edge in
foreign wars. Finally, I saw the

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gap in the shelves along the back
wall with a bright red sign that read

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emergency exit. As we neared it, something flew by and smacked into the

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wall ahead of us. I looked
back and a small figure was frantically trying

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to reload a crossbow. I pushed
Santa faster, almost knocking him off his

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feet, and we slammed into a
metal exit door. A shrill alarm began

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going off, further adding to the
chaos of the situation. I slammed the

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door shut and looked around. Stared
were going up on the left and down

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on the right. Also on the
right was a mop and bucket. I

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grabbed the mop and wedged it between
the bottom step and the door. It

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wouldn't last long, but it should
slow them down. Santa was trying to

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catch his breath, and as much
as I hated to do it, I

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couldn't give him time to rest.
Sir, the roof is one flight up.

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We're almost there, I said,
as reassuringly as I could. He

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nodded and began climbing. I did
my best to keep watch both ahead and

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behind us. When we made the
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I began hearing yells and pounding from
below. I readied the sword that I

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still carried and prompted Santa to climb
even faster. When we finally made it

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to the roof access door, we
paused. I pushed Santa against the wall

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and stood in front of him,
sword at the ready. I radioed the

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reindeer team. What's the status of
the sleigh? I asked, we're landing

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now, the roof is clear.
Where it go was the reply. Finally

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something was going our way, Ready, Sir, I asked Santa. He

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chuckled, I can almost taste the
hot chocolate now. As I nodded to

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him, I heard a crash from
below us and yells of triumph. Santa

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opened the roof door and I followed
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As soon as I backed onto the
roof, I knew something was wrong.

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It wasn't until later that I realized
that it was the lack of noise.

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Nine reindeer make a ton of noise
even when they're just standing still, and

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the roof was eerily quiet. As
I heard Santa say, oh my,

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I turned and noticed an odd contraption
set off to the left It had a

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four inch tube and two large tanks
behind it. Three elves were standing around

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it, two holding long daggers,
while the third carried a short spear.

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One elf yelled now, and the
one with the brought it down on a

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lever, and the machine roared.
I suddenly realized that this was a huge

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air cannon. A metal ball shot
out, flying towards Santa's chest. I

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tried to leap in front of him
to intercept the threat, but it seemed

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like I was moving in slow motion. I was able to get my left

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arm up in front of the cannon
ball. It ricocheted off of my arm,

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shattering bone and struck Santa in the
stomach. I fell to the ground

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and must have blacked out for a
few seconds. When I came to,

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I saw that Santa was lying on
the roof about six feet away, flanked

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by the three elves from the cannon. Another three elves were approaching from the

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other side of the roof, and
four more had emerged from the stairway.

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Still dazed, I watched the elves
surround Santa, who lay there gasping for

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breath. The elf with the spear
stepped forward and jammed it into Santa's chest

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that broke the dam, and the
others rushed ahead, plunging their knives into

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the large man over and over again. Blood began to pull on the roof,

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and the elves handmade boots made red
footprints as they splashed through the puddle,

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eagerly elbowing their way through the frenzied
mob to take another stab. I

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gave up trying to stand and slumped
back to the ground. All of my

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will to fight drained out of me. I screamed, but the only thing

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I could hear was the pounding of
my heart and the soft, wet thud

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of the knives hitting their mark.
I hung my head and wept, but

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soon the sounds of the slaughter stopped. I thought that I would look up

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to find myself surrounded by bloodthirsty heathens. However, when I opened my eyes,

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I saw that the elves had backed
up, staring at the body on

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the ground. Lights began pulsing from
each of the dozens of Santa's wounds.

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The light became brighter, and the
elves stumbled back further, one falling down,

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but none of them took their eyes
off of the corpse in front of

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them. Santa's body began to shake
and rose in the air like some ragdoll

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held up by an invisible hand.
The light became blinding, and I had

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to turn away from the blazing nova
that the fat man had become. There

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was a loud crackle and then a
deafening thump, followed by a light so

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bright that it rivaled the sun.
After a few minutes, I opened my

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eyes and tried to blink away the
spots that danced in front of them.

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Santa's body still hung in the air, but the light was beginning to dim

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as his wounds slowly closed. I
was struck by the thought that he looked

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like a white, bearded Jesus crucified
on an invisible cross. I felt like

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I was going mad and began to
laugh. That stopped when I noticed the

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charred and smoking bodies of the renegade
elves scattered around the roof. Hearing a

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scraping sound, I turned to see
that one of the elves survived. Most

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of its body was charred, and
it was using its one good arm to

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pull itself along. I stumbled to
my feet, the pain in my arm

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inside beginning to throb as the adrenaline
wore off. I shuffled over to the

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remaining elf and flipped it over onto
its back. The majority of its face

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was burnt black, except for the
area around its right eye. I could

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feel the hate radiating from it as
it looked past me, focused on something

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behind me. Oh, Clarence,
Santa said, walking up to look down

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at the elf. My poor boy. I wish I could help you help,

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Clarence croaked between charred lips. Let
us go, Santa shook his head.

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If I could, I would,
but it's out of my control.

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Liar, set us free, Clarence
said, his anger giving strength to his

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voice. Santa got down on one
knee and grabbed Clarence's good hand. You

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don't think I've tried to leave.
It affects me just like it affects you.

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After two days away from the North
Pole, I start feeling the tug

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of the place trying to pull me
back. After a week away, I

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can't sleep, I can barely eat, and that's just the start of the

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struggle. All I can think of
is my workshop and my overwhelming need to

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get back to it. I finally
just accepted my fate and embraced my role

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in life. I we bring joy
to the children of the world, and

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that's a worthy way to spend one's
life. Doubt showed in Clarence's face,

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and he whispered a final word,
Ooh. Santa patted his hand. It's

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the spirit of Christmas that calls to
us, that pulls us back. Its

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magic is fueled by the hopes and
dreams of children all over the world.

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As long as there are children who
believe in Christmas, the Christmas Spirit will

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be there to guide us. We
Santa stopped talking as a groan escaped from

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Clarence's mouth and the light in his
eyes went out. Santa bowed his head

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and wept. After a few minutes, he gently placed the ELF's hand on

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the ground and stood, wiping his
face. I radioed the slay team,

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and, after verifying their identification,
found that they never received the original request

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for a rooftop pickup. After scheduling
the pickup, I turned to Santa and

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noticed that he was poking a finger
through one of the dozens of cuts in

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his jacket. John, he said, confused, what happened? Well,

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sir, you died, I replied, Did I know? So? How

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did I undie? He asked?
Unclear? You started floating in the air

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and burst into a bright light.
And now you're alive, really, hm

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strange? Santa shrugged. Christmas Magic, he said, yes, sir,

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Christmas Magic. Epilogue In the dark
space between two air units, Frederick the

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Elf lowered the crossbow and placed it
next to the backpack of the electronic equipment

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he used to intercept the radio transmissions. He tore his gaze off Santa and

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closed his eyes to quell his rage. With that rage subsiding, the pull

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of the North returned. He spent
a few minutes conquering that urge, his

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shaking hands finally growing still. Calm
descended and he began to review what he

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learned. Santa can't be killed,
at least not in traditional ways. Santa

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is not the source of the pull, but he is a willing participant in

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the oppression of the elves. The
Spirit of Christmas is the force that tries

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to pull them back to the North
Pole. Human children all over the world

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give power to the Spirit of Christmas. To lessen the pull of the Spirit

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of Christmas, we need to decrease
what gives it power, namely human children.

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Frederick opened his eyes. He knew
what he had to do. Now

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is the time for planning. He
cocked his head and seemed to hear sleigh

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belts off in the distance. He
took one last look at Santa and his

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body guard before slinking off into the
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