Dec. 23, 2025

Terror at Christmas: Jack Scratch’s Hellish Holiday!

Terror at Christmas: Jack Scratch’s Hellish Holiday!
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Weekly Spooky unleashes a Christmas horror anthology where the lights are twinkling… and the afterlife is weaponized. When Jack Scratch throws open the curtains on Hell’s “operations,” you don’t get fire-and-brimstone pageantry—you get clipboards, procedures, and punishments dressed up in tinsel.

Tonight’s holiday horrors include:
  • The Santa Experiment — a confused man wakes in a dying Christmas postcard town… and a Santa with an axe starts closing the distance.
  • Christmas Bones — at the peak of a mountain made of skulls, demons guard a glowing doorway to Heaven… until forgotten Christmas memories start breaking the system.
  • The Furnace — Hell’s intake line runs like a factory—until a calm, impossible “soul” walks in and turns tormentors into terrified children, forcing a desperate overseer to gamble on an ancient weapon that can erase a soul forever.

If you love scary Christmas stories, holiday horror, and supernatural nightmares with a wicked edge, lock the door, kill the lights, and join us. What happens when Hell tries to control everything… and Christmas slips through anyway?


Terror at Christmas — by Keith Tomlin



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The street is empty, the Christmas lights hume like they

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are alive. You don't remember your name until you find

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a photo in your pocket. Here ho ho ho, dragging

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closer through the snow. Then you realize the worst part

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isn't the dying, and that's just one of three? How

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did you get in here? Ho ho ho? What's that

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You want to be scared? Come with me? This is

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Weekly Spooky. Hello, my spooks. It's Tuesday, Yes, I know,

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but it's almost Christmas and I have so many gifts

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left to give you, so don't worry. If you're a

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big fan of this Week in Horror History, that will

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be dropping on the feed in just a few hours.

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But right now I have a very very special visit

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from Jack Scratch for this Christmas. Three terrifying tales to

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keep you enthralled and in the holiday spirit. But before

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we get to that, I want to say thank you

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all so much. This has been the most successful Weekly

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Spooky Holiday season ever. So many new folks have joined

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us in October, November, and and I'm just honored to

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bring you a little bit of entertainment, even if my

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throat does not love all the extra work. And make

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sure you're subscribed if you're not already, Because the holidays

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are not where Weekly Spooky ends. We bring you something

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terrifying multiple times a week, all year long. So click

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my undying gratitude. But now I'm too excited. I want

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to unwrap the gifts now, and they come in threes,

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so pull in close. What if Christmas did an end

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when you died? What if it followed you down past

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the clouds, past the dirt, past the last prayer, and

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into a place where paperwork is sacred, hope is a trap,

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and the decorations are just camouflage for something rotten. Because

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tonight we're not just telling stories. We're opening a door,

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a door to Hell's holiday season, where a man in

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a red suit isn't here to give gifts, where a

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mountain of bones glows with a promise you're never meant

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to reach, and wear one machine that can erase you.

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Forever waits, silent, hungry, and overdo for a test. So

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if you're ready, toss another log on the fire, and

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whatever you do, do not, under any circumstance, trust the

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laughter you hear in the dark Terror at Christmas by

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Keith Tomlin. The air warped and a small, cluttered office

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faded into view. A tall, very thin man sat behind

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a desk, dressed in simple black pants and a billowing

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white shirt. His hand moved impossibly fast as he wrote

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a list of names on old parchment, the quill scratching

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like a rat in the walls. When the page was full,

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he capped the quill and put a stopper in the ink.

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He sat both down with the careful reverence of a

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man who considered paperwork holy. He then stretched bones, popping

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and bending to impossible angles. The man sat still for

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one more heartbeat, then he exploded into motion. He leapt

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onto the chair. It spun faster and faster, until the

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man became a blur of black and white. Red streaked

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through the spin like blood in water. A bright flash

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filled the room. When it faded, Jack Scratch stood there,

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in all his glory, dressed in ring master attire. His

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top hat sat at an impossible angle. His red jacket

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was immaculate. A green vest could be seen beneath it,

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as though paying tribute to the season or mocking it.

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His grin was too wide to be trusted. The walls,

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which were plane and empty a few seconds ago, were

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now adorned with Christmas decorations. But upon closer inspection, the

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corruption could be seen. Debauchery tucked into the garland, corruption

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peeking out from behind the tinsel vice, woven right into

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the holiday scenes, like it belonged there. Little cherubs with

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sharpened teeth, a wreath hung with something that wasn't missiletone,

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a stocking that twitched when no one touched it. Jack

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raised his cane, arms spreading wide, and hopped down from

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the chair as if stepping onto a stage. Welcome, he said, brightly,

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and thank you for accepting my invitation that you had

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a choice. Spinning his cane at breathtaking speeds, he continued,

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I thought it would be amusing to give a few

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mortals a glance, just a mere glimpse at Hell in

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all of its glory. His smile sharpened. Also, I was

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born the cane stopped spinning as quickly as it started.

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No worries, my friends, no one can see or hear you.

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He lowered the cane and pointed down. A few of

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my colleagues may suspect mortals are about, but you should

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be fine. Probably, He held up one finger, suddenly serious,

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or at least the closest thing Jack had to serious. First,

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I want to show you that we take our business seriously.

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I've spent the last few hundred years trying to drag

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this organization out of the Stone Age, in spite of

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a few reactionaries who insist on maintaining the status quo.

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His grin returned, warm and wrong. Jack snapped his fingers,

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and the air shimmered the Santa experiment. The man opened

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his eyes, squinting from the glare of the Christmas lights

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strung across the awning above him. The bulbs hummed faintly,

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a wavering tone that one could sense in their dental fillings.

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He sat up, confused, blinking flakes of snow from his eyelashes.

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A thin white layer covered the ground. The falling snow

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seemed to hang in the air for too long before

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drifting down, each flake catching the yellow glow of the

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street lamp until the whole night shimmered like a shaken

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snow globe. Struggling to his feet, he shivered as a

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cold wind slid beneath his damp shirt and pressed against

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his spine. He took a moment to steady himself before

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looking around. He was standing on a narrow sidewalk before

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a brick building with Fanny's Used book store painted in

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fading gold across the front window. The other storefronts near by,

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Henson's Hardware, Cherry's Cafe, a barber shop where the name

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on the window was too faded to read in the

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dim light, were all one or two stories high, their

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windows dark but trimmed in strings of colored bulbs. At

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first glance, it was a postcard scene. Then he saw

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the rot bricks bowed and crumbled. A few of the

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lights blinked a rhythmically, as though dying. A Mannikin in

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a boutique window stared out through a frost patterned pane,

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its plastic smile cracked, one blue glass eye turned slightly askew.

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The air smelled faintly of pine, with something sour underneath,

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like spoiled fruit. A single bulb overhead flickered, buzzed, and

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went dark. The sudden absence of light made him realize

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how few bulbs still burned. He looked up and down

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the street. The dark road stretched empty in both directions,

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No cars, no footsteps, just the faint sound of something

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metallic creaking, a sign swaying on a chain somewhere beyond sight.

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He thought he heard a bell, quick and distant, but

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when he turned toward it, there was only the whisper

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of the wind moving through tinsel. He tore his eyes

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from the street and looked down at himself, trying to

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find something, anything, that could identify him. He was a

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rubber band pulled to its breaking point. The tension ratcheted

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up to ten. He didn't know his name, he didn't

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know what had happened, didn't even know what he should feel, panic,

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maybe helplessness. He felt too tired to feel anything, numb

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all over. Who am I? It was such a small

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question with a huge impact. A thousand little details were gone.

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The way he took his coffee, whether he had anyone

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who'd miss him, did he like pineapple on his pizza?

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Humans he thought were made of memories. Without them, what

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was left just a shape that moved and breathed, pretending

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to be someone. He shook his head as if he

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could rattle something loose, no pain, no wounds. He looked

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down at his clothes, a tweed jacket much too thin

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for the cold, a scarf, a flat cap pulled low,

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corduroy pants, and loafers caked with slush. He looked respectable,

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maybe even scholarly, like a man who gave lectures on

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things that didn't matter anymore. He checked his pockets empty,

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his chest tightened, his pulse started to climb. He patted

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himself down again, desperate, half expecting to feel something that

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proved he existed nothing. A hollow laugh scraped his throat perfect,

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he muttered, his voice hoarse. Then, on a hunch, he

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slipped his hand into his inside jacket pocket again. His

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fingers brushed paper thin and soft from where a photograph.

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He drew it out carefully, the edges worn and creased

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from being handled too much. He stared at the image

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until the colors began to swim. A woman with long,

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dark hair and two small children in her lap. The

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woman's smile was tight, forced, as if she wanted whoever

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held the camera to hurry up. The boy, maybe five

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or six, had been crying, his cheeks puffy, one eye swollen.

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The little girl no older than three, was laughing so

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hard her face was a blur. The sight hit him

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in the chest, a pulse of warmth and grief all

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at once. Something stirred in the back of his skull,

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the faintest whisper of familiarity, and then her laugh. He

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could hear it, bright, infectious, spilling through the air. He

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could hear his own voice, silly, high pitched, doing that

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Elmo impression that always made her squeal with delight. That

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was it. The memory cracked open, and the past came

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rushing in the picnic. Ellen, his wife, had packed sandwiches

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and a checkered blanket. The boy, Nikki, had been stung

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by a bee and was in a full meltdown when

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Ellen tried to soothe him and keep Becca from running

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toward the pond. He remembered laughing camera in his hand,

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as Ellen glared at him over the chaos. Stephen Thomas Franklin.

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She snapped, half exasperated, half smiling, you have three seconds

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to take the picture, or I'll make you hold the

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kids while I do it. He laughed out loud, now,

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right there in the empty street. The sound startled him.

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It was too sharp, too alive. His breath fogged the air,

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and for a moment, the lights around him seemed brighter, kinder.

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He felt like someone waking from a long dream. Stephen

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Thomas Franklin. That was his name, A husband, a father.

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The picnic took place at the college where he was

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a professor of philosophy. Of all things, the details of

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his life beyond that picnic were still hidden, blurred at

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the edges, like the faces of strangers. But that one

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memory burned bright and perfect, a single island of light

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in the dark. He pressed the photo to his chest

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and let out a long, shaky breath. I remember, he whispered,

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almost laughing. I remember somewhere behind him there was a laugh,

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just a quick chuckle, but it echoed in the night air.

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The laugh was a reminder that even if he did

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get a small portion of his life back, there were

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other things in the darkness that he still needed to

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deal with. Putting the picture back in his pocket, he

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walked past the run down shops and boarded up townhouses,

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some with strings of holiday lights with bulbs missing, but

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most were dark holes in the night. The wind kicked

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up again, and he shivered, pulling his jacket tighter around him.

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A sound was carried by the wind, faint at first,

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but it grew louder. It was a sarcastic, almost mocking

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mantra of ho ho Ho. Stephen began to move faster,

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looking around, trying to pinpoint where the sound was coming from.

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Looking behind him, a few blocks away, he saw a

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tall man dressed as Santa Claus step out of a

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dark doorway. He strolled to the middle of the street

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and turned to stare at Stephen. He stopped and stared back,

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feeling like a deer caught in headlights. He watched as

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Santa moved the arm that was behind his back, revealing

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a large fireman's axe, Ho ho ho. The head of

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the axe bounced slightly when it hit the ground. Santa,

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still holding the weapon by the handle, strolled forward like

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he didn't have a care in the world, the head

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of the axe making a scraping sound as Santa dragged

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it behind him. Stephen felt the photo through his jacket

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pocket and thought, I need to get back to my family.

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With that thought, he turned and ran. Santa let out aloud,

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Ho ho ho, followed by maniacal laughter. The laughter seemed

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to surround Stephen as he ran. Christmas lights flashed by

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as Stephen went, no music, no street sounds, nothing except

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for the wind and the sound of his feet hitting

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the pavement. When his chest burned and he was gasping

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for breath, he finally stopped and leaned against a street light.

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As he caught his wind, he could hear something metal

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being dragged across the ground. He looked behind him and

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saw Santa strolling towards him, the axe still trailing behind

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Ho ho ho. Stephen thought, how could he be back there?

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That's not possible. He started to run again, past windows

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decorated with strands of Christmas lights, past doorways strung with garland,

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oblivious to all except moving one foot in front of

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the other. After countless minutes, he turned a corner, gasping

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for breath. Seeing a dark alleyway, he ducked into it.

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The alley had tall buildings on each side, blocking out

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the moonlight. Pausing to finish catching his breath, Stephen peered

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around the corner and right into Santa's gaze. He couldn't

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see it because of the beard, but Stephen knew that

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Santa was smiling from over a block away. He raised

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the axe and threw it one handed. Caught in the

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light of the street lamp, the axe twinkled like a star,

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flying right at Stephen. Stunned, he watched it twirl through

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the air and slam into the brick wall next to

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his head, burying itself into the bricks, its handle vibrating

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from the force of the throw, jerking his head back.

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He finally turned and ran down the alley. He tripped

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over some wet, empty cardboard boxes and plowed head first

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into a pile of broken pallets, coming up with splinters

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embedded in his palm. He clamped his hand under his

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arm and kept moving, feet slapping cold paving bricks, his

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breath coming in gasps. Exiting the alley, he crossed a

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tiny park fenced in with waist high wrought iron. He

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stared for half a second at three plastic candy canes

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half buried in a snowbank, and then kept moving, ignoring

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the sound. Stephen looked ahead of him and noticed a large,

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three story structure. It looked like a parking garage, thinking

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that he could maybe find some help or a car

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with keys. He headed for it, trying not to pay

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attention to the pains in his chest. He burst into

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the mouth of a parking garage, the muscles in his

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thigh cramping as he limped up the short ramp. Blinking

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fluorescent tubes hummed overhead, and the air smelled like antifreeze

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and grease. The garage was empty, no cars in sight.

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He ran among the columns until he heard the noise

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of metal being dragged on concrete. Stepping behind a pillar,

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he tried to make himself as small as possible, fighting

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to keep his gasping breath from being heard over the

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wind that blew in over the half walls that made

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up the perimeter of the building. A shadow was cast

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on the wall behind Stephen. As Santa stepped into the garage,

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Ho ho ho reverberated throughout the structure. There was triumph

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in his voice, like a hunter that finally tracked down

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his prey. Stephen reached behind him and felt around. His

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hand touched the shaft of a metal pipe. Santa strode

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confidently down the driving lane, his head swiveling back and forth,

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the manic grin on his face unnerving Stephen almost as

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much as the sound of the axe being dragged on

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the concrete. When Santa passed him, Stephen raised the pipe

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high in the air and rushed out from behind the pillar,

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roaring in anger and frustration. His scream seemed to catch

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Santa off guard. He turned towards Stephen just as he

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brought the pipe down on his head with all his might.

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It hit Santa in the side of the skull, and

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he went down to one knee. Turning to look at Stephen,

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he noticed that Santa's eyes were reptilian. It grinned up

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at Stephen, a forked tongue flicked out of its mouth.

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Stephen paused, shocked at the revelation. What the hell is

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this thing? Ran through his head as he stood there,

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pipe raised in the air. The creature, dressed as Santa,

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seemed to grin as it opened its mouth, exposing rows

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of razor sharp teeth that glimmered in the fluorescent light.

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Ho ho, it began to say. As Stephen brought the

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pipe down, cutting it short. He swung the pipe until

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the creature was laying on the ground a bloody mess.

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He finally stopped when his arm shook with the effort

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of raising the pipe. Stephen turned and headed toward a

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pile of boxes covered with an old painter's tarp. Ripping

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the tarp away, he kicked the boxes, most of which

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contained construction supplies. He spotted a road flare and put

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it in his pocket. Starting to turn away, he saw

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the red of a gas can and grabbed it too.

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He half cared, carried, half dragged the five gallon jug

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over to the creature, his arms trembling with the effort.

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The creature started to twitch as Stephen stood above it.

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He didn't wait for any further movement. He dropped the

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pipe and grabbed the can with both hands, emptying it

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over the creature. He was assaulted with the odor of

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stale gasoline and burning in his eyes. After the can

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was empty, the creature was soaked. Stephen threw the can

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aside and backed up several steps. The Santa creature began

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to move, pushing itself up on its knees. Stephen panicked

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and pulled the flare from his pocket, almost dropping it.

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After a few tries, he was able to light it.

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He glanced over at the creature and was shocked to

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find that it was standing, although shakily, without thinking, he

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threw the flare and caught Santa in the chest fire

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leapt like it had been in waiting. The fur trim

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lit first orange flames, leaping upwards. The beard went at

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the edges and curled into black strings. The flames then

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flowed downward, and the creature went up like a candle,

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and in human cry echoed off the concrete walls. After

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a few minutes of floundering around, it finally stopped moving.

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The garage grew noticeably darker as the flames subsided and

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went out. Stephen took several steps back until he bumped

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against a concrete pillar and slid down to rest on

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the floor, eyes stinging from the gas that had splashed

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onto his jacket. With tired arms, he fumbled around his

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pockets and pulled out the photograph of his family. His

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eyes misted as he stared at the figure in the photo,

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trying to remember more details, but failing. As the numbness

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crept into his bones, Stephen laid his head back and

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closed his eyes, allowing his mind to drift away as

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he gave in to the exhaustion and the biting cold.

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He lay there for minutes or maybe hours, on the

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edge of consciousness, unmoving until the sound of something scraping

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against concrete brought him back around. He opened his eyes

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and saw the Santa creature pushing itself up onto its knees,

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both reptilian eyes staring at him unblinking. His face a

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mess of charred flesh and hunks of cheap polyester beer.

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His cheeks were missing, and he grinned with his whole face,

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his sharp pointed teeth, looking predatory in the dim light.

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Stephen tried to stand to run, but his leg was

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numb and wouldn't support his weight. He slumped down to

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the ground a second time and watched in horror as

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the creature slowly stood. It reached down and grabbed the axe,

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flesh from its hand and arms falling off like a

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snake shedding its skin. Stephen screamed no. As Santa slowly

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made its way to him. It raised the axe and

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brought it down, violently, silencing Stephen's cries. It struck again

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and again, punctual, waiting each hit with a jolly ho

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ho ho Jarak. Watched the axe slam down several times,

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making sure the subject was dead. He reached over and

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shut off the monitor laying down the clipboard after making

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a few notes, he stood there, tapping his fingers along

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the top of the massive control panel that stretched across

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the room. It was dimly lit and looked like a

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smaller version of the control room used during the NASA

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moon landings. The wall in front of Jarak was taken

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up by a high definition screen with smaller monitors. Off

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to the left and right. Two more people sat to

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Jarak's left, each in front of monitors with keyboard and mouse.

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These men were dressed in khakis, short sleeve white shirts, headphones,

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and dark blue ties. Jarak was dressed the same, except

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that his tie was red blood red. Jarak stood there

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for minutes, fingers drumming, thinking about the results. The man

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on the far left, Martin, finally cleared his throat. Jarak

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started as if waking from a dream and gave the

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men a dirty look. What he snarled. Martin looked terrified,

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but he quickly answered, why are we doing this? Seems

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like a lot of trouble to go through for another

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dead human. Jarak stared at him until Martin seemed to

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shrink and avoided the other man's eyes. Finally, he spoke

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Studies have shown that there is a drop in the

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terror rate of seven point three percent every century when

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level set for all forms of torture. That's with a

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memory wipe between each session. The drop is greater when

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no wipe is performed. Varying the type of torture reduces

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the drop to around five percent, but that's still unacceptable.

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The theory that I'm trying to prove is that with

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our current memory wiping methodology, some residue of traumatic or

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monumental memories are left in the subconscious. Over time, these

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can rise to the surface and unconsciously affect the subject's behavior.

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Jaak's voice rose passionately as he warms up to his

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favorite subject. Take a look at this run. We ran

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this scenario. Jerrek checks the clipboard in front of him

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seven hundred and thirty five times, and in the last

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forty five or so, he recognized the people in the

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pickure as his wife and kids. After he discovered the

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gasoline and flare, he went straight to it sixty two

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percent of the time. Remember that we wiped his memory

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between each session, and yet he seemed to have remembered it.

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We need to prove that there is an issue with

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the wipe before they'll let me test out my correction.

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Jarek realized that he was waving his arms around to

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punctuate each point. He looked at his audience. Martin was

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fixated on him. The other one looked bored. Anyway, Let's

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mix things up for the next one hundred sessions. Let's

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slowly change out the picture so each of the people

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in it looks less like his family. That way we

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can tell how specific the suppressed memory is. Also, fill

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the gas can with water. I want to see how

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long it takes before he stops going to it. Jaack

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looked looked at each of the two technicians to see

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if they understood. They nodded and began to adjust controls.

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After a few minutes, Martin takes off his headset and

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nervously rubs the two small horns sticking out of the

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top of his head. He sheepishly speaks, May I ask

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a question. Jerak, who was lost in thought again, looked

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at the younger demon. He'll have to keep an eye

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on this one, he thought warily. After a moment, he nodded,

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I understand what you're trying to prove, but what I

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don't get is why is the killer dressed up like

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Santa Claus Jerak smiled for the first time. That's easy.

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I fucking love Christmas. Somebody deserves a raise, Jack shouted,

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clapping his hands together. You see innovation, initiative. It warms

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my shriveled little heart to see technology used for the

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betterment of the human race. He twirled his cane as

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he strutted down a stone corridor, boots clicking in time

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with his steps. The walls were ribbed with bone and iron,

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lit by torches whose flames bent toward him as he passed.

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Move along, people all aboard, he called over his shoulder,

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Trust me, you do not want to be left behind.

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Jack made it halfway down the corridor before stopping abruptly.

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He turned, spread his arms water and waved his hands

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in a grand, theatrical flourish. The air rippled. A circle

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of shimmering light tore itself open, expanding until it filled

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the entire width of the corridor. On the other side,

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darkness and something pale, stacked high, barely visible. Come on, kiddos,

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Jack said, gesturing toward the portal with his cane. Everybody

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knows you can't visit Hell and not see the Great

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Bone Mountain. He grinned, eyes gleaming. Maybe, if you behave

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I'll show you the pit of never ending torment. It

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really gives you a new perspective on life. Christmas Bones.

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The wind blew across the summit of a mountain made

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of skulls and bones, with the acrid scent of brimstone

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and sulfur. Dozens of the lost souls of humanity clinging

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to the side of the mountain, seeking the top. Standing

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on the flat peak stood two demons. Their twisted bodies

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were gaunt and covered with ash from the dead. Horns

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protrude from their skulls and wrapped around behind their ears

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and ended in a point near each cheek. The screams

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of the tortured and dying, brought up by the wind,

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reverberating all around them, but centuries of exposure had given

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them the ability to unconsciously tune them out. Blood sucking

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flying insects surround them, trying to pierce their leathery skin,

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only to fall prey to the demis's whip like tails.

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Each one of them holds a long pitchfork with a

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handle made from bone. Behind them is a ring of

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light that radiated peace and tranquility. The ring of light

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seems to make the demons uncomfortable, and they purposefully do

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not look in that direction. One demon, slightly smaller than

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the other turns and speaks. So, uh, it seems a

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bit slow lately, Othrin said, yes, it does, although I'm

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not complaining. Cravat replied, yep, me neither. Othren takes a

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moment to examine his pitchfork. I think one of the

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tines is bent. I may need another one soon. Cravat

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looked at his partner, can fused. Normally, Othren was a

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demon of few words, but today he was downright chatty.

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You better take it easy on that. You only get

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three per rotation. After that you'll have to take care

457
00:40:15.360 --> 00:40:20.880
of the lost souls with your bare hands. And uncomfortable

458
00:40:21.000 --> 00:40:25.920
silence filled the space between the two. The monotony was

459
00:40:25.960 --> 00:40:29.920
only broken by the occasional lost soul who reached the

460
00:40:29.920 --> 00:40:34.039
top of Bone Mountain, only to be thrown off by

461
00:40:34.079 --> 00:40:41.719
one of the demons. Finally, as if the silence became

462
00:40:41.840 --> 00:40:48.119
too much, Othren cleared his throat. Uh, I think it

463
00:40:48.199 --> 00:40:53.599
may be Christmas up there. Cravat looked at Othren as

464
00:40:53.639 --> 00:41:00.599
if he was insane. Wait what he said, Chris, It's

465
00:41:00.679 --> 00:41:09.199
like it feels like Christmas? Oh, Cravat replied, Looking confused,

466
00:41:09.679 --> 00:41:16.320
he continued, why do you think that? Othren, feeling embarrassed,

467
00:41:17.039 --> 00:41:21.239
just nods toward the glowing circle of light, giving a

468
00:41:21.320 --> 00:41:26.280
quick glance behind them. Both demons shivered and shook as

469
00:41:26.320 --> 00:41:34.760
if something ran across their gray. There were only a

470
00:41:34.800 --> 00:41:39.119
few gateways between heaven and hell, and this circle of

471
00:41:39.199 --> 00:41:43.719
light was one of them. Neither guard knew why the

472
00:41:43.800 --> 00:41:47.880
gateway existed, but Othren once heard one of the winged

473
00:41:47.960 --> 00:41:53.239
overseer demons say that nothing creates hope more than having

474
00:41:53.320 --> 00:41:58.079
an escape to salvation nearby, and nothing makes the pain

475
00:41:58.320 --> 00:42:03.559
and betrayal tastes sweeter than taking away hope from the

476
00:42:03.639 --> 00:42:08.920
lost souls of humanity. At the last moment, O kay

477
00:42:09.920 --> 00:42:13.079
was all that, Cravat said, as he watched one of

478
00:42:13.119 --> 00:42:17.119
the lost souls climb over the edge on to the summit.

479
00:42:18.199 --> 00:42:22.320
This one was a naked man covered in blood, a

480
00:42:22.320 --> 00:42:26.079
thigh bone jutting out of his side. He stumbled to

481
00:42:26.159 --> 00:42:29.599
his feet. As the man saw the ring of light,

482
00:42:30.320 --> 00:42:34.119
his face lit up with pure joy, and he ran

483
00:42:34.320 --> 00:42:42.559
toward the light, forgetting his countless wounds freedom. His voice croaked.

484
00:42:43.559 --> 00:42:48.280
Othren rushed at him and thrust the pitchfork forward, spearing

485
00:42:48.360 --> 00:42:52.159
him in the abdomen. With an amazing show of strength,

486
00:42:52.519 --> 00:42:55.920
he lifted the man into the air and flung the

487
00:42:55.960 --> 00:43:00.000
still smiling soul into the air and over the edge.

488
00:43:03.000 --> 00:43:07.119
He returned to his position next to Cravat, and they

489
00:43:07.159 --> 00:43:13.760
both stood there silently for some time, maybe minutes maybe

490
00:43:13.880 --> 00:43:23.079
ours in hell time worked strangely. Are you happy, Othren asked.

491
00:43:23.840 --> 00:43:29.880
Cravat looked at his companion shocked. Of course not, we're

492
00:43:29.920 --> 00:43:33.119
in Hell. I'm just glad I'm no longer one of

493
00:43:33.159 --> 00:43:38.719
those things. He pointed downward. If there's pain involved, I'd

494
00:43:38.800 --> 00:43:45.920
rather give than receive. Othren pressed, I mean, what's the point,

495
00:43:47.000 --> 00:43:53.400
why do we do this? Look, Cravat whispered, looking straight ahead.

496
00:43:54.480 --> 00:43:56.800
Don't let one of the others hear you talk like that,

497
00:43:57.480 --> 00:44:00.199
or you'll be back down there and I'll be throwing

498
00:44:00.320 --> 00:44:05.159
you off the mountain. Cravat risked a sideways glance to

499
00:44:05.280 --> 00:44:09.320
see if his words hit home. Another of the lost

500
00:44:09.519 --> 00:44:14.320
clawed their way to the summit, a woman, this time. Amazingly,

501
00:44:14.519 --> 00:44:17.800
she still had part of a blouse that clung to

502
00:44:17.880 --> 00:44:22.599
her shoulders glued on by blood. She laid at the

503
00:44:22.760 --> 00:44:26.840
edge for a few moments before she looked up and

504
00:44:27.000 --> 00:44:32.400
saw the glowing ring of light. My lord, I'm coming.

505
00:44:33.199 --> 00:44:36.679
She forced herself to her feet and stumbled forward, at

506
00:44:36.719 --> 00:44:43.079
which point Cravat slammed his pitchfork into her stomach. Roaring,

507
00:44:43.679 --> 00:44:48.920
He lifted her up and flicked her uncaringly over the edge.

508
00:44:49.719 --> 00:45:00.239
Her screams. Her screams slowly fade away. Cravat walks back

509
00:45:00.360 --> 00:45:05.199
to his partner. See it's not difficult. If someone runs

510
00:45:05.239 --> 00:45:08.159
towards the light, you spear them and toss him over

511
00:45:08.159 --> 00:45:15.719
the edge. Simple, easy, and a story. But why, Othren

512
00:45:15.800 --> 00:45:20.320
wondered out loud by the pit. We've been doing this

513
00:45:20.360 --> 00:45:23.440
for a thousand years, and if we keep doing it

514
00:45:23.480 --> 00:45:27.760
for a thousand more, maybe we'll move up to overseer,

515
00:45:28.360 --> 00:45:30.679
where we'll get a day off every decade or so.

516
00:45:31.880 --> 00:45:36.920
Don't ruin this for me, Cravat warned. Othren didn't speak

517
00:45:37.400 --> 00:45:41.800
for a long time. He took his turns flinging souls

518
00:45:41.800 --> 00:45:47.639
from the mountain. Although he moved almost mechanically, all joy

519
00:45:47.800 --> 00:45:53.280
gone from his actions. He finally spoke, although more to

520
00:45:53.400 --> 00:46:00.199
himself than to Cravat. I don't know how, but I

521
00:46:00.239 --> 00:46:04.239
suddenly remember getting a red bicycle when I was a kid.

522
00:46:05.360 --> 00:46:11.519
He sighed, I loved that bike. Cravat groaned in frustration.

523
00:46:12.519 --> 00:46:16.119
Knowing how noises carry, he tried to keep his voice

524
00:46:16.199 --> 00:46:22.400
quiet and calm. No, you can't remember. That's one of

525
00:46:22.440 --> 00:46:26.800
the perks of being a demon. Everything you did or

526
00:46:26.920 --> 00:46:32.199
knew as a human is wiped away. Now stop this

527
00:46:32.400 --> 00:46:38.960
shit before you get us in trouble. I remember snow bells,

528
00:46:40.159 --> 00:46:44.159
the scent of pine. I was such a good kid.

529
00:46:45.519 --> 00:46:49.559
I wonder where I went wrong, Othrin said in a

530
00:46:49.639 --> 00:46:56.440
melancholy tone. Cravat shook his head and snorted, I give up.

531
00:46:57.000 --> 00:47:00.760
You're on your own. He turned and saw that a

532
00:47:00.800 --> 00:47:04.320
woman had climbed to the top and had started running

533
00:47:04.360 --> 00:47:08.280
toward the light, screaming about how the Lord is going

534
00:47:08.360 --> 00:47:13.559
to save her. It's your turn, Cravat said. When he

535
00:47:13.639 --> 00:47:18.119
received no reply from his partner, he grunted and moved

536
00:47:18.199 --> 00:47:24.159
forward to intercept the lost one. When Cravat moved away,

537
00:47:24.599 --> 00:47:28.440
Othrin looked toward the light, which did not hurt his

538
00:47:28.559 --> 00:47:33.039
eyes as it did before. He could have sworn that.

539
00:47:33.159 --> 00:47:37.960
The light grew brighter and began to pulse with his heartbeat.

540
00:47:39.000 --> 00:47:44.519
He stared opened mouth at the ring, and memories of

541
00:47:44.639 --> 00:47:56.159
Christmas past began to flood into his mind. Days prior,

542
00:47:57.679 --> 00:48:01.519
John glanced at the summit a few hundred yards above him.

543
00:48:02.400 --> 00:48:05.559
He collapsed onto the bones that make up the mountain.

544
00:48:06.440 --> 00:48:11.159
He could feel the pull, the unrelenting optimism and redemption

545
00:48:11.719 --> 00:48:16.079
from the top of the mountain, demanding that he moves forward.

546
00:48:17.840 --> 00:48:23.559
John composed himself and started moving upward again. His life

547
00:48:23.679 --> 00:48:28.280
prior to this was fuzzy. He could remember that people

548
00:48:28.400 --> 00:48:32.119
called him John, but the only details from his life

549
00:48:32.159 --> 00:48:36.239
he could recall were the bad stuff, the sin, and

550
00:48:36.320 --> 00:48:41.360
the hurt he caused others. He remembered shoplifting as a teenager,

551
00:48:42.119 --> 00:48:46.679
cheating on his taxes and his ex wives, and misleading

552
00:48:46.719 --> 00:48:50.440
his customers about the used cars he would try and

553
00:48:50.559 --> 00:48:57.840
sell them. Nothing big, all minor stuff, except for one night.

554
00:48:59.000 --> 00:49:02.960
That night, he made the choice to drink and then

555
00:49:03.400 --> 00:49:07.400
get behind the wheel. The man driving the car that

556
00:49:07.480 --> 00:49:11.920
John hit didn't die, but he did spend the rest

557
00:49:11.960 --> 00:49:17.039
of his life in a wheelchair. After getting released from prison,

558
00:49:17.599 --> 00:49:21.920
John cleaned up and stop drinking. He started going to

559
00:49:22.079 --> 00:49:26.320
church and found a god fearing woman to settle down

560
00:49:26.360 --> 00:49:32.039
with should one night, one bad choice consign you to

561
00:49:32.119 --> 00:49:36.960
an eternity of suffering? Shaking his head to clear it,

562
00:49:37.400 --> 00:49:41.920
he looked up and saw a golden light illuminating the

563
00:49:42.039 --> 00:49:47.280
ridge just above him. He forgot everything except the light

564
00:49:48.039 --> 00:49:51.880
and the pull it exerted on him. Peace and love

565
00:49:52.119 --> 00:49:55.960
radiated from the light, and he began to climb faster,

566
00:49:56.760 --> 00:50:00.920
ignoring all the sharp edges from the broken bow he

567
00:50:01.039 --> 00:50:04.599
had to crawl over. He made it to the edge,

568
00:50:05.000 --> 00:50:09.360
blood seeping from a hundred different wounds. He pulled himself

569
00:50:09.400 --> 00:50:13.199
over and laid there for a second, trying to will

570
00:50:13.320 --> 00:50:19.000
himself to stand. When he was finally able to rise up,

571
00:50:19.440 --> 00:50:24.000
he began shuffling to the light on shaky legs. His

572
00:50:24.159 --> 00:50:27.639
vision tunneled, and all he could see or think about

573
00:50:27.760 --> 00:50:31.519
was the beam of light shooting up into the sky.

574
00:50:32.360 --> 00:50:36.199
He was halfway there when something sprang up in front

575
00:50:36.239 --> 00:50:39.800
of him. He tried to sidestep to the left, when

576
00:50:39.880 --> 00:50:45.199
piercing pain brought him back to reality. He stared into

577
00:50:45.239 --> 00:50:52.719
the face of a demon so alien yet familiar. The

578
00:50:52.760 --> 00:50:58.760
thing smiled and then screamed in triumph. John felt himself

579
00:50:58.840 --> 00:51:03.079
being lifted into the air, his body sliding down the

580
00:51:03.239 --> 00:51:08.559
ties of the pitchfork. A sudden thrust sent him flying

581
00:51:08.679 --> 00:51:14.039
over the edge, and he fell. John seemed to fall forever,

582
00:51:14.679 --> 00:51:19.039
the pain in his stomach overriding the other terrible pains

583
00:51:19.559 --> 00:51:23.440
all across his body. He watched the glow of the

584
00:51:23.519 --> 00:51:30.039
yellow light fade as he fell, and with it his hope.

585
00:51:30.119 --> 00:51:34.480
After what felt like hours, he finally hit the ground

586
00:51:35.239 --> 00:51:41.000
and his world went black. When he woke, his body

587
00:51:41.159 --> 00:51:45.719
was bloody, the pain overshadowed any other that he felt

588
00:51:45.760 --> 00:51:53.119
so far. His bones were shattered, and his spirit was broken. Well,

589
00:51:53.840 --> 00:51:59.760
what do we have here? A large, animalistic face appeared

590
00:51:59.800 --> 00:52:06.360
a him. John focused and saw a winged devil standing

591
00:52:06.400 --> 00:52:11.280
next to him. In a voice that was surprisingly smooth

592
00:52:11.760 --> 00:52:17.559
and understanding, he purred, You must not have wanted it enough,

593
00:52:18.239 --> 00:52:23.639
But Satan is generous. He'll give you another chance. Redemption

594
00:52:23.800 --> 00:52:28.400
awaits those who climb the mountain, reach the golden light,

595
00:52:29.119 --> 00:52:34.800
and Heaven will take you. The overseer reached down and

596
00:52:34.920 --> 00:52:39.719
touched John on the forehead. He screamed as his bones

597
00:52:40.039 --> 00:52:44.760
knit back together, one at a time, filling his entire

598
00:52:44.880 --> 00:52:50.840
being with unimaginable agony. The process seemed to take days,

599
00:52:50.960 --> 00:52:54.159
and although John was on the edge of passing out.

600
00:52:54.519 --> 00:53:02.280
The entire time he stayed conscious. Afterwards, he laid there, screaming,

601
00:53:03.000 --> 00:53:08.800
but fully healed. Eventually he turned his head and saw

602
00:53:08.840 --> 00:53:14.199
the mountain of bone. Slowly getting to his feet, he

603
00:53:14.239 --> 00:53:22.960
began heading to the pile and to the light. Days later,

604
00:53:23.880 --> 00:53:28.519
Cravat threw up his hands in frustration. You are insane.

605
00:53:28.840 --> 00:53:32.079
That's not how things work here. You put your head down,

606
00:53:32.400 --> 00:53:35.760
do your job, and maybe, just maybe, in a couple

607
00:53:35.840 --> 00:53:39.840
of thousand years, you'll get promoted, maybe even get some

608
00:53:39.960 --> 00:53:47.079
time off. Shaking his head, Othren spoke at almost a whisper.

609
00:53:48.159 --> 00:53:51.960
That's not how things should be. We should not hurt

610
00:53:52.039 --> 00:53:58.599
others for any reason. This is hell, Cravat screamed, This

611
00:53:58.960 --> 00:54:04.239
is what we do, this is who we are. That

612
00:54:04.440 --> 00:54:09.639
doesn't make it right, Othren retorted. John climbed onto the

613
00:54:09.679 --> 00:54:14.360
summit and rolled on his back, catching his breath. He

614
00:54:14.400 --> 00:54:17.960
could barely hear the din of an argument, but the

615
00:54:18.000 --> 00:54:22.639
pulsating ping from the light drowned out all other noise.

616
00:54:23.599 --> 00:54:27.880
He climbed to his feet and began to hobble toward

617
00:54:27.960 --> 00:54:32.960
the light. Cravat stood in front of John, his pitchfork

618
00:54:33.079 --> 00:54:38.360
held high. His weapon poised to strike. Just as he

619
00:54:38.480 --> 00:54:44.400
began to bring the pitchfork forward, he experienced a horrible pain.

620
00:54:45.679 --> 00:54:49.559
He looked down at the three prongs that protruded from

621
00:54:49.599 --> 00:54:54.199
his stomach. The breath of Othren tickled the back of

622
00:54:54.280 --> 00:55:01.039
his neck as the renegade yelled no more killing. Cravat

623
00:55:01.239 --> 00:55:07.320
was then lifted into the air and flung over the side.

624
00:55:07.360 --> 00:55:14.239
His screams slowly faded as he disappeared from sight. John

625
00:55:14.480 --> 00:55:18.480
continued on, stopping only at the edge of the circle

626
00:55:18.559 --> 00:55:22.679
of light. With tears flowing down his cheek and a

627
00:55:22.719 --> 00:55:27.159
prayer on his lips, he stepped forward. All of his

628
00:55:27.320 --> 00:55:33.159
wounds faded away. Peace and love filled his core until

629
00:55:33.159 --> 00:55:37.840
he felt like he would explode. Looking down, he realized

630
00:55:38.400 --> 00:55:44.159
that he was floating up toward the heavens. Finally, he

631
00:55:44.320 --> 00:55:49.960
said peace as he shot up into the sky in

632
00:55:50.039 --> 00:55:55.199
a dazzling streak of light. Othren stared at the empty

633
00:55:55.280 --> 00:56:00.639
space where Cravat plummeted. The pulsating light from the ring

634
00:56:01.159 --> 00:56:05.320
broke him out of his trance. He turned and sprinted

635
00:56:05.440 --> 00:56:08.719
toward the ring of light, which seemed to have grown

636
00:56:09.360 --> 00:56:13.559
since he last looked. When he approached the edge, he

637
00:56:13.679 --> 00:56:18.239
leaped into the light and exploded in a shower of sparks,

638
00:56:19.119 --> 00:56:23.679
a smile on his face. You could hear the words

639
00:56:24.519 --> 00:56:31.320
forgive me echo throughout the area. The sparks rained down

640
00:56:31.599 --> 00:56:36.639
far and wide. One landed on overseer Gorkaw, who absently

641
00:56:36.760 --> 00:56:40.840
rubbed the spot between his horns where it landed. He

642
00:56:41.000 --> 00:56:44.679
raised his whip to give this lost human another lash.

643
00:56:45.400 --> 00:56:50.320
When he suddenly stopped, the smell of hot chocolate filled

644
00:56:50.320 --> 00:56:55.960
his nostrils, and he remembered spending Christmas at his grandmother's.

645
00:56:56.840 --> 00:57:00.000
He shook his head and began whipping the lost one again,

646
00:57:00.800 --> 00:57:06.480
although with less enthusiasm. He kept thinking of putting up

647
00:57:06.599 --> 00:57:12.039
Christmas trees. Listening to stories by the fireplace dinner of

648
00:57:12.199 --> 00:57:17.840
roasted chicken, The whip moved slower, the passion for his

649
00:57:18.000 --> 00:57:23.119
work draining from him. He risked a look up at

650
00:57:23.159 --> 00:57:28.559
the faint light on the distant bone mountain and sighed.

651
00:57:40.199 --> 00:57:44.280
Jack Scratch stepped out from behind a pillar of skulls,

652
00:57:44.800 --> 00:57:52.920
brushing imaginary dust from his red sleeve. Ah, he sighed, contentedly.

653
00:57:53.960 --> 00:57:56.920
Nothing like a good pile of bones to remind you

654
00:57:57.039 --> 00:58:03.880
how temporary things are festive in its own way. He

655
00:58:04.039 --> 00:58:08.400
tapped his cane once against the stone floor. The echo

656
00:58:08.599 --> 00:58:13.519
lingered longer than it should have. But let's move on,

657
00:58:13.800 --> 00:58:18.440
shall we. We've had our fun with spectacle. He glanced

658
00:58:18.480 --> 00:58:22.280
back over his shoulder, where the distant sound of shifting

659
00:58:22.360 --> 00:58:27.599
bones still whispered to itself. Now I want to show

660
00:58:27.639 --> 00:58:33.719
you something a little more instructional. Jack began walking, and

661
00:58:33.840 --> 00:58:39.760
the landscape around him subtly changed, a corridor slowly materializing

662
00:58:39.840 --> 00:58:44.840
behind them. The jagged blocks of limestone gave way to

663
00:58:45.559 --> 00:58:52.559
older stone, cleaner lines, purpose built, less art, more architecture.

664
00:58:53.440 --> 00:58:57.840
This is the part of hell most tourists never see,

665
00:58:58.239 --> 00:59:06.159
he said lightly. No screaming choires, no elaborate pageantry, Just intake, assessment,

666
00:59:06.320 --> 00:59:13.480
and processing, he smiled, without warmth efficiency. He stopped beside

667
00:59:13.519 --> 00:59:19.000
a wide, circular chamber carved into the rock. The air

668
00:59:19.119 --> 00:59:24.199
here was heavier, hotter, and threaded, with a sound like

669
00:59:24.760 --> 00:59:29.679
distant breathing. Jack walked out on a balcony and pointed

670
00:59:29.719 --> 00:59:36.159
to the valley below. Every soul comes through here, Jack continued,

671
00:59:37.039 --> 00:59:43.519
every single one, lines, doors, clipboards, forms in triplicate. It's

672
00:59:43.599 --> 00:59:49.800
all very civilized. He leaned closer, lowering his voice as

673
00:59:49.800 --> 00:59:53.679
if sharing a secret. Most of them think. The worst

674
00:59:53.760 --> 00:59:59.159
thing about hell is the pain. Jack straightened and snapped

675
00:59:59.159 --> 01:00:07.639
his fingers their wrong. Jack's grin returned, slow, knowing sharp.

676
01:00:08.039 --> 01:00:13.119
The worst thing is the anticipation of pain, He laughed,

677
01:00:13.559 --> 01:00:16.440
and then peered over the edge of the stone railing

678
01:00:17.079 --> 01:00:27.199
to watch the procession. Below the furnace, Surrounded on all

679
01:00:27.360 --> 01:00:32.320
sides by tall, sheer cliffs of red clay, lay a

680
01:00:32.360 --> 01:00:37.800
circle of stone doorways set into a cracked flagstone floor.

681
01:00:38.760 --> 01:00:43.079
The air stank of sulfur and scorched earth, and a faint,

682
01:00:43.320 --> 01:00:49.079
almost human moan echoed through the canyon as wind scraped

683
01:00:49.119 --> 01:00:53.480
across the cliff faces. From the center of the circle,

684
01:00:53.960 --> 01:00:57.960
a line of human souls stretched toward a holding area

685
01:00:58.679 --> 01:01:03.480
carved into the cliff. Thousands of the newly dead, in

686
01:01:03.639 --> 01:01:09.079
various states of undress, shuffled forward with the slow inevitability

687
01:01:09.159 --> 01:01:13.559
of a factory line. All but one trembled in terror

688
01:01:14.039 --> 01:01:20.480
and confusion. Minor demons with short horns, pitchforks, and the

689
01:01:20.519 --> 01:01:26.400
temperaments of irritated bureaucrats stalked the queue, snapping orders and

690
01:01:26.599 --> 01:01:31.000
prodding the laggards. A robed demon stood at the center,

691
01:01:31.480 --> 01:01:35.679
judging each soul brought before him. And assigning them to

692
01:01:35.800 --> 01:01:39.800
one of the doorways. A guard would then escort the

693
01:01:40.079 --> 01:01:44.760
lost one through the selected portal, where each vanished in

694
01:01:44.840 --> 01:01:49.440
a dim flash of red light. Only one soul showed

695
01:01:49.559 --> 01:01:54.840
no fear. He waited patiently, nodding politely to the guards,

696
01:01:55.360 --> 01:01:58.760
who increasingly went out of their way to avoid eye

697
01:01:58.800 --> 01:02:03.920
contact with him. He unsettled them, and unsettling a demon

698
01:02:04.519 --> 01:02:08.679
was an accomplishment. One of them risked a glance at

699
01:02:08.719 --> 01:02:13.880
the human, an old fashioned nightgown, a drooping nightcap, a

700
01:02:13.960 --> 01:02:18.480
long white beard that shimmered faintly, as though touched by frost.

701
01:02:19.519 --> 01:02:22.760
His belly was round, but his muscles beneath the cloth

702
01:02:23.079 --> 01:02:27.880
were taut corded with strength, and when he stepped forward,

703
01:02:28.559 --> 01:02:33.639
the air cooled almost imperceptibly around him. When the robed

704
01:02:33.719 --> 01:02:40.360
demon finally barked next, the man ambled forward, accompanied by

705
01:02:40.440 --> 01:02:48.440
a guard who still refused to look at him. Krekia,

706
01:02:48.599 --> 01:02:53.639
the chooser, looked vaguely human except for his reptilian skin

707
01:02:54.320 --> 01:02:57.960
and the small horns jutting from a mop of gray hair.

708
01:02:58.880 --> 01:03:02.840
In demonic circle, he was well known, the one who

709
01:03:02.920 --> 01:03:08.320
met every lost soul, stared into their eyes, and instantly

710
01:03:08.400 --> 01:03:13.800
divined which torment would break them best. As the rotund

711
01:03:13.920 --> 01:03:19.360
man approached, Krakia checked the sparse notes on his clipboard, sighed,

712
01:03:19.920 --> 01:03:26.320
and lifted his gaze. He froze. The man's calm, steady

713
01:03:26.480 --> 01:03:31.159
eyes pierced straight through him. The clarity in them shook

714
01:03:31.239 --> 01:03:36.800
Krekia to his core. Nothing scares him. The demon wasn't

715
01:03:36.880 --> 01:03:40.840
sure how long he stood with his mouth hanging open

716
01:03:41.400 --> 01:03:46.519
before the man leaned slightly closer and whispered loud enough

717
01:03:46.519 --> 01:03:51.199
for every guard to hear. It's all right, son, do

718
01:03:51.320 --> 01:03:56.159
what you gotta do. Krakia jerked himself back to focus.

719
01:03:57.000 --> 01:04:02.679
Right right, um, send this man into the drowning pool,

720
01:04:03.440 --> 01:04:06.719
he gestured to the guard, grateful to be rid of

721
01:04:06.760 --> 01:04:10.039
this one. His power had failed him for the first

722
01:04:10.079 --> 01:04:15.079
time in centuries. He couldn't see which torment would terrify

723
01:04:15.159 --> 01:04:21.599
the old man most, so he chose at random, but honestly,

724
01:04:22.320 --> 01:04:29.800
everyone hates drowning. Krakia's nerves still hadn't settled by the

725
01:04:29.840 --> 01:04:35.000
time he reached the Overseer's chamber. The stone door radiated

726
01:04:35.079 --> 01:04:39.000
enough heat to blister mortal skin, but he pushed it

727
01:04:39.039 --> 01:04:46.079
open without hesitation. Inside Grolleth overseer of torments. Hunched over

728
01:04:46.159 --> 01:04:50.760
his desk, his wings almost hitting the ceiling. He dipped

729
01:04:50.760 --> 01:04:54.559
a claw from his right hand into ink and started

730
01:04:54.639 --> 01:04:59.239
updating records on the ancient parchments. When the smaller demon

731
01:04:59.320 --> 01:05:04.360
approached his desk, he didn't bother looking up. What now,

732
01:05:04.719 --> 01:05:10.760
he muttered. Already annoyed, Krachia clasped his hands behind his back,

733
01:05:11.400 --> 01:05:15.840
trying to stop them from trembling. We have a complication

734
01:05:16.599 --> 01:05:20.880
at the drowning pool. There's always a complication at the

735
01:05:20.960 --> 01:05:24.280
drowning pool. If they're fighting, put more weight on them,

736
01:05:24.599 --> 01:05:28.159
if they're trying to escape. He didn't try to escape,

737
01:05:28.159 --> 01:05:34.639
Sir Grolith's claw paused mid stroke. Then what did he do?

738
01:05:35.719 --> 01:05:41.559
Krakia inhaled, It's more like what he didn't do? Grolith

739
01:05:41.639 --> 01:05:45.480
slowly lifted his gaze. He took a few seconds to

740
01:05:45.519 --> 01:05:49.320
push back the rage he felt at this little creature.

741
01:05:50.199 --> 01:05:57.320
Grolith spoke, each word dripping with implied violence. What didn't

742
01:05:57.599 --> 01:06:05.159
he do? Swallowed hard. He didn't drown. In fact, he

743
01:06:05.320 --> 01:06:10.320
uh seemed to have enjoyed it. Putting his claws on

744
01:06:10.360 --> 01:06:12.800
the arms of the chair was the only thing that

745
01:06:12.920 --> 01:06:16.840
prevented Grolith from tearing the horns out of Krekia's skull.

746
01:06:18.079 --> 01:06:22.559
How can that be? He said? It is a drowning pool.

747
01:06:22.920 --> 01:06:28.519
Drowning people is the one thing it is designed to accomplish, Yes, sir,

748
01:06:29.079 --> 01:06:32.840
which is why I came directly to you. A long

749
01:06:33.000 --> 01:06:39.239
breath escaped Grolith. Show me. They made their way down

750
01:06:39.280 --> 01:06:44.559
the corridor into the drowning cavern. Steam drifted along the floor,

751
01:06:45.039 --> 01:06:49.840
smelling faintly of rust and heated stone. The pool churned

752
01:06:49.840 --> 01:06:54.719
in its usual violent rhythm, dark water boiling and pooling

753
01:06:54.800 --> 01:07:01.199
down below, but the expected shouts, commands, and gasping souls

754
01:07:01.880 --> 01:07:06.639
were absent. Instead, the two demons assigned to guard the

755
01:07:06.719 --> 01:07:11.000
pool sat on the sandy bank, knees drawn up to

756
01:07:11.079 --> 01:07:15.480
their chests, muttering at each other. Their bodies were as

757
01:07:15.519 --> 01:07:20.599
imposing as ever, scaled, muscular, horned, but their expressions were

758
01:07:21.079 --> 01:07:26.840
slack and unfocused. Their voices were oddly high, as though

759
01:07:26.880 --> 01:07:31.159
filtered through the mind of a child. That's my sand,

760
01:07:31.760 --> 01:07:35.679
one demon whined, sliding a small pile of sand to

761
01:07:35.800 --> 01:07:40.239
his side. You're not even playing right, the other snapped,

762
01:07:40.480 --> 01:07:44.519
jumping to his feet. You're messing it all up, he said,

763
01:07:44.760 --> 01:07:48.119
using his hoofed foot to knock down a castle wall

764
01:07:48.639 --> 01:07:55.079
made from sand. Krakia stopped short. Grolith did too. The

765
01:07:55.119 --> 01:08:00.800
demons hadn't changed physically, but their demeanor, their tone, their

766
01:08:01.360 --> 01:08:07.320
complete lack of awareness of their surroundings, it was unmistakable,

767
01:08:07.840 --> 01:08:14.000
Sir Krekia said quietly. They were competent when I left them.

768
01:08:14.800 --> 01:08:19.720
Rolith said nothing. His jaw flexed once. One of the

769
01:08:19.760 --> 01:08:24.319
demons looked up at them. Confused, are we in trouble?

770
01:08:24.920 --> 01:08:30.000
He asked, the words wobbling like a frightened child's. The

771
01:08:30.079 --> 01:08:33.640
other demon immediately pointed at him. He did it. It

772
01:08:33.760 --> 01:08:38.439
was him, I did not. The first shrieked, bursting into tears.

773
01:08:39.199 --> 01:08:44.199
Before Krekia could intervene, the crying demon turned spotted the

774
01:08:44.279 --> 01:08:51.680
drowning pool and gasped. The water's scary, he whispered, trembling.

775
01:08:52.720 --> 01:09:01.039
I don't like it. Krakia close used his eyes for

776
01:09:01.119 --> 01:09:07.720
a moment. Four year olds, he realized, grimly. They've regressed

777
01:09:08.000 --> 01:09:13.840
to four year olds. Grolith's gaze moved past them. Where

778
01:09:13.920 --> 01:09:19.560
is the soul? Krekia looked around, then pointed towards the right.

779
01:09:20.680 --> 01:09:24.479
A portly human lay on the warm sand near the

780
01:09:24.520 --> 01:09:29.720
water's edge, hands behind his head, eyes, half closed, as

781
01:09:29.760 --> 01:09:33.800
if enjoying the heat of the cavern. His nightcap had

782
01:09:33.840 --> 01:09:38.399
been pushed back, his beard drying in soft curls. He

783
01:09:38.560 --> 01:09:43.199
was the embodiment of relaxation. He could have been mistaken

784
01:09:43.279 --> 01:09:46.640
for one of the thousands of vacationers in the Caribbean

785
01:09:47.239 --> 01:09:51.439
sunning themselves at a resort. The only elements breaking the

786
01:09:51.479 --> 01:09:55.720
illusion were the lack of actual sunshine and the fact

787
01:09:55.800 --> 01:10:00.000
that he was wearing a nightgown. He turned his head

788
01:10:00.199 --> 01:10:06.960
slightly and offered a cordial nod Afternoon gentlemen. Grolith didn't respond.

789
01:10:07.600 --> 01:10:13.479
Krakia swallowed. They kept holding him under sir, each time

790
01:10:14.000 --> 01:10:19.720
longer than before, Krakia said quietly. When he surfaced, he

791
01:10:19.800 --> 01:10:26.680
seemed rested, jovial even And what happened to the guards,

792
01:10:27.359 --> 01:10:32.520
Gralith asked. They were fine when I left, taking turns

793
01:10:32.600 --> 01:10:37.560
dunking the human. But now, Krakia gestured at the two

794
01:10:37.640 --> 01:10:42.000
demons sitting side by side, drawing pictures in the sand

795
01:10:42.079 --> 01:10:46.560
with their claws. One leaned over and whispered something, the

796
01:10:46.600 --> 01:10:52.159
other giggled uncontrollably. Krekia looked back at Groleith and shrugged.

797
01:10:53.720 --> 01:10:58.840
Grolith felt like he needed to clamp down hard, very well.

798
01:10:59.439 --> 01:11:03.600
The over said, at last, we need to set an example.

799
01:11:04.279 --> 01:11:08.119
I'll assign him to Cray the Cruel. Cray the Cruel

800
01:11:08.319 --> 01:11:12.479
was an ancient demon, one of the oldest and most feared.

801
01:11:13.319 --> 01:11:16.720
It is said that he can break anyone's spirit with

802
01:11:17.039 --> 01:11:22.199
just three cracks of his whip. Yes, Sir, Krakia nodded

803
01:11:22.600 --> 01:11:27.960
and approached the reclining man. You've been reassigned. The man

804
01:11:28.119 --> 01:11:32.199
sat up easily, brushed a bit of sand from his gown,

805
01:11:32.479 --> 01:11:37.560
and smiled, whatever you need. Krakia led him toward the

806
01:11:37.680 --> 01:11:43.560
iron rimmed doorway carved with hooks and nails. Behind him,

807
01:11:44.039 --> 01:11:48.199
one of the child minded demons began to cry again.

808
01:11:49.520 --> 01:11:54.000
Graluth watched them leave, hoping he'd seen the last of

809
01:11:54.119 --> 01:12:03.000
the white haired human. The iron door to Brackmoor's office

810
01:12:03.079 --> 01:12:08.159
stood half open, leaking a faint red glow into the hallway.

811
01:12:09.000 --> 01:12:13.359
The light came from a collection of floating embers suspended

812
01:12:13.399 --> 01:12:19.920
above his desk, drifting like captive stars. Brackmore preferred them

813
01:12:19.960 --> 01:12:24.079
to torches. He enjoyed the slow sizzle of the embers

814
01:12:24.640 --> 01:12:28.239
rather than the spark and pop of an open flame.

815
01:12:29.439 --> 01:12:33.920
The sector overseer of torment. Division four leaned over a

816
01:12:34.039 --> 01:12:39.399
large obsidian map table, studying the carved layout of Hell's

817
01:12:39.720 --> 01:12:46.039
lower chambers. Small rooms glowed wherever a sector reported activity,

818
01:12:46.760 --> 01:12:53.359
flickering orange for routine torment, steady red for failures, bright

819
01:12:53.479 --> 01:12:59.239
white for incidents requiring intervention. A single point glowed in

820
01:12:59.319 --> 01:13:05.479
a soft blue. Jack scratches domain. Brackmore traced a claw

821
01:13:05.600 --> 01:13:12.680
over it, eyes narrowing soon, he murmured, the old showman

822
01:13:12.840 --> 01:13:17.840
won't see it coming. One final step and the stage

823
01:13:18.239 --> 01:13:23.680
is mine. He reached for a bone quill, scratching notes

824
01:13:23.920 --> 01:13:28.640
into a private ledger, the kind that erased itself if

825
01:13:28.680 --> 01:13:33.760
anyone but Brackmore touched it. He was halfway through recording

826
01:13:33.840 --> 01:13:37.720
the next stage of his coup when a frantic knock

827
01:13:38.239 --> 01:13:45.159
rattled the iron door. Brackmore's wings shifted slightly, annoyance crackling

828
01:13:45.279 --> 01:13:53.319
through his calm enter, he said, without turning. Grolith hurried inside,

829
01:13:53.880 --> 01:13:58.520
steam rising from his shoulders where sweat touched heated air

830
01:13:59.680 --> 01:14:06.840
hewed stiffly. Sector overseer Brackmore, we have a problem. Brackmore

831
01:14:07.000 --> 01:14:11.600
didn't look up. There are always problems, That's why I

832
01:14:11.680 --> 01:14:19.039
have subordinates. This is not routine sir, Brackmore finally raised

833
01:14:19.039 --> 01:14:25.880
his eyes. Explain. Graleith cleared his throat. A soul arrived

834
01:14:25.960 --> 01:14:35.159
this cycle human elderly appears harmless. However, he hesitated. Brackmore motion

835
01:14:35.439 --> 01:14:40.840
sharply for him to continue. The drowning pool did not

836
01:14:41.039 --> 01:14:46.479
harm him. We attempted full submersion, repeated cycles, increased durations.

837
01:14:47.359 --> 01:14:56.119
He resisted everything calmly. Brackmore blinked once impossible, Yes, sir,

838
01:14:56.439 --> 01:15:01.680
that's what I thought. Graalith swallowed. I then assigned him

839
01:15:01.680 --> 01:15:04.880
to Cray, figuring that we needed to use the soul

840
01:15:04.960 --> 01:15:09.560
as an example of what happens to those who defy us.

841
01:15:10.079 --> 01:15:16.600
And what happened, Brackmore asked, the human is unscathed. It

842
01:15:16.720 --> 01:15:20.720
seemed that nothing that Cray had could pierce his skin.

843
01:15:21.600 --> 01:15:25.920
Grollith stopped speaking, but he clearly had more to say,

844
01:15:27.159 --> 01:15:33.039
and Brockmore prompted. Cray is in his room and won't

845
01:15:33.039 --> 01:15:36.119
come out. He says that everyone is mad at him,

846
01:15:36.319 --> 01:15:41.399
and Brackmore stared at Groleith until he started talking again.

847
01:15:42.560 --> 01:15:51.239
M He called everyone big meanis Brockmore looked confused, Wait,

848
01:15:51.960 --> 01:15:55.000
you mean that one of the oldest and most feared

849
01:15:55.199 --> 01:16:03.359
demons used the term big Meani. Groleith looked aghast, Yes, Sir,

850
01:16:03.960 --> 01:16:09.199
two guards in the drowning pool also suffered mental regression.

851
01:16:09.880 --> 01:16:14.920
They retained physical form, but developed the cognition of human children.

852
01:16:16.079 --> 01:16:26.239
We believe the soul caused this. Brockmore straightened slowly, expression tightening.

853
01:16:27.199 --> 01:16:34.199
His tail twitched once a sharp, irritated flick. And why,

854
01:16:34.920 --> 01:16:43.439
he said, quietly, did you bring this irregularity to me? Because,

855
01:16:44.479 --> 01:16:49.880
Grolith answered, voice strained, I am no longer certain the

856
01:16:49.920 --> 01:16:56.039
situation can be contained at my level. Brockmore closed the

857
01:16:56.159 --> 01:17:01.600
ledger carefully, as though afraid the sound might betray something,

858
01:17:02.359 --> 01:17:07.319
and stepped around the table. His shadow stretched across the floor,

859
01:17:07.960 --> 01:17:12.680
long and branching, like cracks in the stone. We are

860
01:17:12.720 --> 01:17:19.520
on the threshold of significant administrative restructuring, he said, the

861
01:17:19.640 --> 01:17:25.239
kind that draws attention from dangerous eyes. I cannot afford

862
01:17:25.319 --> 01:17:29.640
scrutiny in my sector right now, not from scratch, not

863
01:17:29.800 --> 01:17:35.960
from the dark one, not from anyone. Groleth frowned. How

864
01:17:36.000 --> 01:17:40.560
should we handle the soul, Sir? Brockmore clasped his hands

865
01:17:40.600 --> 01:17:44.800
behind his back. We will place him in the eternal furnace.

866
01:17:46.000 --> 01:17:49.840
The eternal furnace was the one thing that could destroy

867
01:17:49.920 --> 01:17:54.399
a soul, human or demon. For this reason, it was

868
01:17:54.439 --> 01:17:59.159
strictly regulated and rarely used. Falling out of favor over

869
01:17:59.199 --> 01:18:04.159
the last time ten centuries or so, Grolith's eyes widened.

870
01:18:04.880 --> 01:18:10.159
Sector overseer. That requires direct authorization from the Dark One himself.

871
01:18:10.720 --> 01:18:16.239
A soul cannot simply be It can Brackmore interrupted. If

872
01:18:16.239 --> 01:18:19.600
the records show a test fire, the furnace is due

873
01:18:19.640 --> 01:18:24.159
for one, the logs will reflect exactly that, no deviation,

874
01:18:24.880 --> 01:18:30.960
no unusual entries. Grolith shook his head. But, Sir, a

875
01:18:31.039 --> 01:18:36.359
test fire requires I will handle the records, Brockmore said, sharply,

876
01:18:37.199 --> 01:18:43.960
your responsibility ends at the furnace door. Grolith hesitated, torn

877
01:18:44.079 --> 01:18:49.760
between obedience and fear. Sir, the soul is unlike anything

878
01:18:49.880 --> 01:18:53.199
I have seen. Putting him into the furnace may draw

879
01:18:53.319 --> 01:18:59.039
even more attention. If if nothing Brackmore snapped, you will

880
01:18:59.079 --> 01:19:02.600
deliver him to the furnace chamber. Log the incident as

881
01:19:02.640 --> 01:19:05.880
a routine system check, and remove any trace of his

882
01:19:06.000 --> 01:19:10.600
presence from the intake registry. When the Dark One reviews

883
01:19:10.640 --> 01:19:14.520
the heat signatures, he will see what he expects to see.

884
01:19:15.119 --> 01:19:20.560
Groleeth bowed, despite the visible tension in his posture as

885
01:19:20.600 --> 01:19:27.119
you command. Brackmore's voice dropped to a low growl. Dismissed,

886
01:19:28.760 --> 01:19:34.880
Grolith hurried out, closing the iron door behind him. Brackmore

887
01:19:34.960 --> 01:19:38.960
remained still for a moment, staring at the spot where

888
01:19:39.000 --> 01:19:45.399
the blue light lit the map. Jack scratches territory. Then

889
01:19:45.600 --> 01:19:51.840
he whispered, not now, not when I'm this close Above him,

890
01:19:52.279 --> 01:19:58.039
the ember lights flickered uneasily, as though disturbed by some presence.

891
01:19:58.760 --> 01:20:07.319
Neither demon yet understood. El Gore looked over at his partner, Tharn.

892
01:20:08.439 --> 01:20:12.880
I have a bad feeling about this, Tharn answered, as

893
01:20:12.920 --> 01:20:16.680
he pushed the fat old man ahead of him. You

894
01:20:16.800 --> 01:20:20.199
have a bad feeling about everything. You worry too much.

895
01:20:21.199 --> 01:20:24.880
Come on, el Gore said. We were told to throw

896
01:20:24.960 --> 01:20:27.359
this human in the furnace and then log it as

897
01:20:27.399 --> 01:20:30.600
a test fire. If they're willing to delete a human

898
01:20:30.640 --> 01:20:33.960
without the proper approvals, what do you think they would

899
01:20:33.960 --> 01:20:39.119
do to witnesses. I just do what I'm told, Tharn said,

900
01:20:39.319 --> 01:20:44.239
stretching his small wings. The humans stopped and faced them.

901
01:20:45.359 --> 01:20:48.479
I'm so sorry that I'm responsible for all this trouble.

902
01:20:49.239 --> 01:20:51.600
I can fill out the logs myself if that would

903
01:20:51.640 --> 01:20:55.720
help you out. Tharn pushed the man so hard that

904
01:20:55.800 --> 01:20:59.520
he almost fell, keeping upright only by grabbing on to

905
01:20:59.640 --> 01:21:03.520
one of the statues of a gargoyle that lined the hallway.

906
01:21:04.479 --> 01:21:09.239
The man shrugged and continued walking. The walk took them

907
01:21:09.279 --> 01:21:13.840
out of the commonly used corridors and into an ancient section.

908
01:21:14.720 --> 01:21:20.760
The stone changed here, less ornamental and more functional, long

909
01:21:20.960 --> 01:21:26.640
halls broken by the occasional stone door. Soon, the screams

910
01:21:26.680 --> 01:21:31.199
of the tortured and damned faded away, adding to the

911
01:21:31.319 --> 01:21:38.600
unease of Elgre. Tharn still seemed unfazed. This place was

912
01:21:38.640 --> 01:21:45.359
here before the redesigns. Elgre muttered, mostly to himself. The

913
01:21:45.479 --> 01:21:49.960
human whistled appreciatively. They don't build him like this anymore.

914
01:21:50.840 --> 01:21:54.680
That earned him a sharp look, but the guard didn't

915
01:21:54.720 --> 01:21:59.119
correct him. At the end of the corridor, the eternal

916
01:21:59.199 --> 01:22:04.920
furnace waited. The guards stood before a large metal door

917
01:22:05.439 --> 01:22:10.800
embedded into the bedrock itself. It was enormous, an iron monolith,

918
01:22:10.880 --> 01:22:14.880
with its surface etched with sigils meant to unmake rather

919
01:22:15.319 --> 01:22:19.239
than harm. The guards stood at the left and right

920
01:22:19.279 --> 01:22:23.600
of the door, and, nodding to each other, they both

921
01:22:23.680 --> 01:22:27.439
pushed a button on their control panel At the same time.

922
01:22:28.279 --> 01:22:31.960
Lights began to flash above the door, and they could

923
01:22:31.960 --> 01:22:36.399
hear massive bolts sliding out of place with a thud

924
01:22:36.479 --> 01:22:40.920
that shook the walls. The door began to move, opening

925
01:22:41.000 --> 01:22:45.840
up for the first time in centuries. Dust shimmered in

926
01:22:45.880 --> 01:22:50.640
the air, while a loud, scraping sound filled the hallway.

927
01:22:56.880 --> 01:23:01.119
Once the door was open, the guards led the captive's

928
01:23:01.119 --> 01:23:05.239
soul into the furnace, sitting him down in the only

929
01:23:05.359 --> 01:23:11.039
object in the large room, a stone chair. The human

930
01:23:11.159 --> 01:23:15.319
laughed as the demons chained him to the seat. I

931
01:23:15.399 --> 01:23:17.600
get to see something that no one has seen in

932
01:23:17.640 --> 01:23:21.840
a thousand years or more. Yeah, but it'll be the

933
01:23:21.920 --> 01:23:27.479
last thing you ever see. Tharn replied, maybe, but what

934
01:23:27.640 --> 01:23:32.520
a sight. The human grew serious. I'm sorry to have

935
01:23:32.560 --> 01:23:36.920
to put you boys through this. I do apologize, yeah,

936
01:23:36.960 --> 01:23:42.800
and I apologize for ending your entire existence, el Gore said, sarcastically,

937
01:23:43.600 --> 01:23:47.520
standing as he finished securing the chains to the chair.

938
01:23:48.680 --> 01:23:54.600
Fair enough, the human said, laughing. Christmas is tomorrow, so

939
01:23:55.159 --> 01:23:58.239
be sure to spread some love and cheer, he said,

940
01:23:58.840 --> 01:24:02.800
with a twinkle in his eye. Sure, and maybe I'll

941
01:24:02.800 --> 01:24:06.760
get a red fire truck for Christmas. El Gore snapped back,

942
01:24:08.199 --> 01:24:12.880
don't you remember I already gave you one for your

943
01:24:12.880 --> 01:24:17.960
eighth Christmas, the human replied. El Gore stared at the

944
01:24:18.000 --> 01:24:23.119
portly man sitting on an oversized stone chair. He didn't

945
01:24:23.239 --> 01:24:29.279
have any memory of his human life, but this felt right.

946
01:24:30.399 --> 01:24:33.039
It was like an itch in the back of his mind.

947
01:24:33.720 --> 01:24:37.079
He couldn't scratch it, but he knew it was there.

948
01:24:38.159 --> 01:24:43.079
Tharn finally snapped elgre out of his trance. Move. We

949
01:24:43.199 --> 01:24:46.840
need to get this over with, he said, giving the

950
01:24:46.920 --> 01:24:51.600
other guard a small push towards the door. El Gore

951
01:24:51.680 --> 01:24:55.439
and Tharn both walked out of the furnace, leaving the

952
01:24:55.520 --> 01:24:59.279
man swinging his legs like a child sitting in his

953
01:24:59.399 --> 01:25:03.960
daddy's chair. Once in the hall, el Gore grabbed a

954
01:25:03.960 --> 01:25:09.079
clipboard and started filling out the paperwork while Tharn closed

955
01:25:09.119 --> 01:25:15.920
the furnace door. Once the door was shut and sealed,

956
01:25:16.560 --> 01:25:20.239
they both stood at their control panels and flipped a

957
01:25:20.359 --> 01:25:26.439
switch to activate the furnace once again. They nodded at

958
01:25:26.439 --> 01:25:30.439
each other before flipping the switch to ignite the furnace.

959
01:25:31.359 --> 01:25:35.239
The sudden roar surprised both of them. They had to

960
01:25:35.279 --> 01:25:39.079
cover their ears and take a few steps back. The

961
01:25:39.119 --> 01:25:44.800
green light on each panel turned red. The walls and

962
01:25:44.960 --> 01:25:49.479
floor shook, causing some loose stones to fall from the ceiling.

963
01:25:50.239 --> 01:25:54.600
The two demons winced in pain as the roaring got louder.

964
01:25:55.439 --> 01:26:00.319
Just as suddenly as it started, the furnace stopped and

965
01:26:00.399 --> 01:26:05.399
the lights on the panel went back to green. A loud,

966
01:26:05.600 --> 01:26:10.119
grinding noise echoed in the wide hallway. As the demons

967
01:26:10.159 --> 01:26:14.279
worked the control panel, they stepped back as the door

968
01:26:14.479 --> 01:26:19.880
slowly opened. The smell of burnt ozone filled up the corridor.

969
01:26:20.680 --> 01:26:24.840
As a small amount of smoke streamed out into the hall,

970
01:26:25.840 --> 01:26:31.640
the guards stepped forward, their eyes wide with shock. The

971
01:26:31.640 --> 01:26:41.600
furnace room was awash in bright holiday lights. The green

972
01:26:41.720 --> 01:26:46.159
and red danced happily on the stone walls. There were

973
01:26:46.239 --> 01:26:51.239
life sized toy soldiers flanking the doorway, garland and tinsel

974
01:26:51.319 --> 01:26:56.880
on all the walls, and Christmas decorations sitting everywhere. The

975
01:26:56.920 --> 01:27:01.920
centerpiece of the display was the Christmas tree. It was

976
01:27:02.000 --> 01:27:07.359
decorated in hundreds of ornaments, thousands of blinking lights, and

977
01:27:07.560 --> 01:27:17.680
yards of garland. Hanging from the tree was an envelope.

978
01:27:17.880 --> 01:27:23.720
Grolith almost walked into Brackmore's office without knocking, which may

979
01:27:23.840 --> 01:27:29.439
have been fatal. He knocked frantically until he heard Brackmore's

980
01:27:29.520 --> 01:27:35.000
voice say enter. Filled with rage, Brackmore looked at the

981
01:27:35.000 --> 01:27:40.439
frazzled demon and knew that something went wrong. What happened,

982
01:27:40.920 --> 01:27:47.680
he said, trying to keep his voice even. Grolith swallowed hard.

983
01:27:48.720 --> 01:27:55.199
The human is gone vanished. Seeing Brackmore begin to open

984
01:27:55.279 --> 01:27:59.960
his mouth, the terrified demon went on faster. We don't think.

985
01:28:00.000 --> 01:28:03.279
I think he disappeared in the fire. He left behind

986
01:28:03.680 --> 01:28:10.399
decorations and this. Growith handed a Christmas card to Brackmore.

987
01:28:11.720 --> 01:28:15.680
He read the handwritten card out loud in a flat,

988
01:28:16.079 --> 01:28:25.760
tight voice. Every soul deserves love, Every memory matters. Merry Christmas. PS.

989
01:28:26.520 --> 01:28:29.880
If you try to lock Santa up, don't leave him

990
01:28:29.920 --> 01:28:34.439
in a room with a chimney. Brockmore laid the card

991
01:28:34.520 --> 01:28:38.560
on the table with care, suppressing the anger that boiled

992
01:28:39.000 --> 01:28:42.720
under the surface. So you're telling me that a human

993
01:28:42.880 --> 01:28:46.560
escaped one of the most powerful artifacts dating back to

994
01:28:46.640 --> 01:28:52.960
the creation of Hell itself. Well, there is something else,

995
01:28:53.800 --> 01:29:02.920
Grawith interjected. Carmel Indiana. Santa Claus, now dressed in his

996
01:29:03.079 --> 01:29:07.079
traditional red and white suit, helped a haggard man in

997
01:29:07.119 --> 01:29:11.319
his late twenties to his feet. The man looked around

998
01:29:11.439 --> 01:29:16.960
fearfully flinching at every sound. Come now, Corey, you're safe.

999
01:29:17.439 --> 01:29:22.319
No worries about demons or eternal damnation here. Taking another

1000
01:29:22.439 --> 01:29:26.960
look into Corey's eyes, Santa said, let me take some

1001
01:29:27.079 --> 01:29:30.800
of the pain away. Santa placed his hands on the

1002
01:29:30.840 --> 01:29:35.399
sides of Corey's face and both were bathed in a warm,

1003
01:29:35.840 --> 01:29:39.840
soft light. Most of the haunted look that filled the

1004
01:29:39.920 --> 01:29:45.760
young man's eyes slowly disappeared, but if you look close enough,

1005
01:29:46.479 --> 01:29:50.640
you can still see the seeds of pain and madness.

1006
01:29:51.640 --> 01:29:59.640
What what happened? Corey croaked, his voice raw and tender well.

1007
01:30:00.279 --> 01:30:03.920
Santa said, I got a letter from a little girl

1008
01:30:04.600 --> 01:30:08.359
saying that her daddy died and she wanted him back

1009
01:30:08.479 --> 01:30:15.239
for Christmas. I get these all the time, heartbreaking. Santa

1010
01:30:15.359 --> 01:30:20.199
shook his head sadly, but normally there's nothing I can

1011
01:30:20.239 --> 01:30:25.560
do about it. However, in this case, it seems like

1012
01:30:25.600 --> 01:30:29.159
a mistake was made and I was able to fulfill

1013
01:30:29.279 --> 01:30:32.720
her Christmas request. I was able to have a bit

1014
01:30:32.760 --> 01:30:36.960
of fun in the process too. The man still looked

1015
01:30:37.119 --> 01:30:42.560
confused and overwhelmed. Santa gently turned him to face a

1016
01:30:42.600 --> 01:30:47.279
modest ranch house decorated in Christmas lights and to blow

1017
01:30:47.359 --> 01:30:52.680
up frosty that was swaying gently in the wind. All

1018
01:30:52.800 --> 01:30:57.000
you need to do, Santa whispered in the man's ear,

1019
01:30:58.000 --> 01:31:01.479
is go in there and see your wife and daughter.

1020
01:31:02.720 --> 01:31:07.520
Go on, scoot. The man started moving after a gentle

1021
01:31:07.640 --> 01:31:12.479
push from Santa. The man slowly walked up the path

1022
01:31:12.600 --> 01:31:17.279
to the front door, then hesitated. After a moment, he

1023
01:31:17.359 --> 01:31:22.600
turned the knob and went inside. Santa's head felt like

1024
01:31:22.720 --> 01:31:26.239
it was about to split when his grin became even

1025
01:31:26.359 --> 01:31:31.680
wider upon hearing the cries of relief and joy coming

1026
01:31:31.760 --> 01:31:35.760
from the house. With a little spring in his step,

1027
01:31:36.359 --> 01:31:47.520
Santa walked away into the darkness. Brackmore led out a

1028
01:31:47.560 --> 01:31:51.560
deep growl and slammed his fist into the desk again.

1029
01:31:52.560 --> 01:31:56.479
How could this happen? He thought? I had planned this

1030
01:31:56.600 --> 01:32:01.680
for centuries and had every contingency work a way to

1031
01:32:01.800 --> 01:32:09.119
counter anything that Jack Scratch did, anything except this. He

1032
01:32:09.239 --> 01:32:13.399
slammed his fist again. The blue light on his map

1033
01:32:13.920 --> 01:32:18.880
started to blink, indicating that there was a message from Jack.

1034
01:32:19.960 --> 01:32:23.600
Brackmore stared at it for a few seconds before reaching

1035
01:32:23.640 --> 01:32:27.600
out with a razor sharp claw to the control panel

1036
01:32:28.359 --> 01:32:31.520
and tapping the button next to Jack's name.

1037
01:32:32.439 --> 01:32:35.159
Hey, Bracky, how are the wings hanging.

1038
01:32:35.960 --> 01:32:39.439
Jack's voice echoed throughout the office.

1039
01:32:39.520 --> 01:32:43.119
There are reports that two souls were lost in your sector.

1040
01:32:43.840 --> 01:32:47.039
I have also heard rumors of a demon going crazy

1041
01:32:47.119 --> 01:32:51.800
and allowing some other souls to escape to heaven. I

1042
01:32:51.840 --> 01:32:54.760
don't believe it, not even for a minute, knowing how

1043
01:32:55.199 --> 01:33:01.680
responsible and dedicated you are. But others are talking. The

1044
01:33:01.720 --> 01:33:07.640
big guy downstairs has opened an investigation. Anyway, just wanted

1045
01:33:07.680 --> 01:33:10.840
to let you know. Stay gruesome toodles.

1046
01:33:11.960 --> 01:33:15.359
The red light next to Jack's name went out, but

1047
01:33:15.920 --> 01:33:21.560
before Brackmore could do anything, the whole map started blinking red.

1048
01:33:22.359 --> 01:33:26.279
Brackmore's eyes shot to the control panel and saw what

1049
01:33:26.399 --> 01:33:31.239
he knew would be there, a blinking red light next

1050
01:33:31.279 --> 01:33:35.560
to the dark One's name. Trying to control his panic,

1051
01:33:36.319 --> 01:33:42.920
he reached out slowly and pressed the glowing button. Jack

1052
01:33:43.000 --> 01:33:48.119
Scratch stood alone in his office. The decorations were gone,

1053
01:33:48.800 --> 01:33:53.880
no ornaments, no tinsel, just neat stacks of parchments on

1054
01:33:53.960 --> 01:33:57.880
the desk and a faint hum in the air, like

1055
01:33:57.920 --> 01:34:04.239
a machine idling somewhere far below. Jack straightened his cuffs

1056
01:34:04.279 --> 01:34:13.239
and smiled to himself. Well, he said, softly, that was educational.

1057
01:34:14.079 --> 01:34:19.439
He lifted the top parchment scanned it and clicked his tongue.

1058
01:34:19.680 --> 01:34:24.920
Such a shame, really, all that planning, centuries of contingencies.

1059
01:34:25.600 --> 01:34:31.680
He flipped the page and undone by something so very unexpected.

1060
01:34:32.560 --> 01:34:36.119
Jack set the paper down and leaned on his own cane,

1061
01:34:36.600 --> 01:34:42.920
gazing at nothing in particular. You see, Brackmore always believed

1062
01:34:43.000 --> 01:34:49.239
power came from control, he said, lightly, from locking every door,

1063
01:34:49.640 --> 01:34:56.079
double checking every form, keeping everything neat, predictable. He tapped

1064
01:34:56.079 --> 01:35:02.439
his cane once somewhere far away. Thing answered, But control

1065
01:35:02.640 --> 01:35:07.640
is a funny thing, Jack continued. The harder you squeeze,

1066
01:35:08.319 --> 01:35:14.119
he smiled, the more that slips through your fingers. Jack

1067
01:35:14.199 --> 01:35:18.800
turned slightly and bowed. Thank you for coming, he said,

1068
01:35:19.399 --> 01:35:25.560
his voice almost sincere. Almost the powers that be could

1069
01:35:25.640 --> 01:35:29.560
sense your presence, but they couldn't place you, and in

1070
01:35:29.680 --> 01:35:35.560
trying to do so, he shrunk. Well. They noticed other things,

1071
01:35:36.479 --> 01:35:41.279
Jack peered at another document, Things that shouldn't happen in

1072
01:35:41.319 --> 01:35:46.800
a well run sector. He went on, Escapes, irregularities, a

1073
01:35:46.840 --> 01:35:52.800
certain mountain, allowing souls into heaven. He clicked his tongue

1074
01:35:52.960 --> 01:35:56.159
In case you can't guess, that's a big no no,

1075
01:35:57.000 --> 01:36:01.000
he chuckled. Brackmore will spend the next few centuries trying

1076
01:36:01.039 --> 01:36:04.119
to figure out how a soul slipped through a system

1077
01:36:04.159 --> 01:36:09.960
that never fails. He'll audit logs, rewrite procedures, blame subordinates.

1078
01:36:10.680 --> 01:36:16.520
Jack shook his head almost kindly. He'll blame everyone but himself,

1079
01:36:17.359 --> 01:36:24.680
especially me. A pause, Ah, the good times ahead. Jack

1080
01:36:24.720 --> 01:36:29.560
straightened and gave a small wave downward. He'll always lose,

1081
01:36:30.239 --> 01:36:35.840
Jack said, because he's always looking down. He tipped his

1082
01:36:35.880 --> 01:36:40.760
head back, gazing upward. I, on the other hand, prefer

1083
01:36:41.119 --> 01:36:47.199
to look up toward the mortal world. A grin occupational

1084
01:36:47.279 --> 01:36:51.880
hazard of a talent scout. Really, his tone softened just

1085
01:36:51.960 --> 01:36:57.199
a fraction. I've grown rather fond of the living, especially

1086
01:36:57.319 --> 01:37:03.760
when they're dyeing another beat, sentimental, I know. Jack adjusted

1087
01:37:03.760 --> 01:37:07.880
his hat, careful not to tip it too far. He

1088
01:37:07.960 --> 01:37:11.680
gathered a small stack of parchments and tucked them neatly

1089
01:37:12.039 --> 01:37:15.880
under his arm. I should get back to work, he

1090
01:37:15.960 --> 01:37:21.119
said lightly. But don't worry. You didn't do anything wrong.

1091
01:37:22.039 --> 01:37:27.000
A wink you could hear. You are simply in the

1092
01:37:27.079 --> 01:37:32.279
right place at the right time, and sometimes that's more

1093
01:37:32.399 --> 01:37:37.840
than enough. The air around him began to shimmer. Oh

1094
01:37:37.880 --> 01:37:43.600
and if anyone asks, Jack said over his shoulder, you

1095
01:37:43.680 --> 01:37:50.119
were never here, a smile crept into his voice, Merry Christmas,

1096
01:37:50.800 --> 01:37:56.720
I'll be seeing you soon. Laughter followed, the office collapsed

1097
01:37:57.079 --> 01:38:03.359
into darkness, somewhere deep in hell, a legend erased itself,

1098
01:38:04.359 --> 01:38:14.359
and Jack scratch smile. Well, my spookys, that's tonight's little

1099
01:38:14.439 --> 01:38:18.399
holiday trip, straight through the slush and into the furnace.

1100
01:38:18.880 --> 01:38:20.800
If you made it to the end, please do me

1101
01:38:20.840 --> 01:38:24.520
a favor and subscribe on your favorite podcasting app. Drop

1102
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a rating while you're at it, and tell a friend

1103
01:38:26.840 --> 01:38:30.600
who thinks Christmas horror means one killer Santa movie in

1104
01:38:30.640 --> 01:38:33.720
a mug of coca, Because we are out here proving

1105
01:38:33.800 --> 01:38:39.439
the season can be cozy, creepy, and absolutely unhinged all

1106
01:38:39.479 --> 01:38:44.239
at once, and speaking of unhinged, tomorrow on Christmas Eve.

1107
01:38:44.600 --> 01:38:48.479
It's our final holiday horror story of the year, well

1108
01:38:48.600 --> 01:38:52.079
not including New Year's next week, and it is mean

1109
01:38:52.359 --> 01:38:55.640
in the best way. Imagine a small town in nineteen

1110
01:38:55.720 --> 01:38:59.239
ninety six, a big k kmart packed with last minute

1111
01:38:59.279 --> 01:39:02.880
shoppers and a lonely guy who thinks a cashier's small

1112
01:39:02.960 --> 01:39:07.520
talk is secret love language. It becomes a holiday plan

1113
01:39:07.640 --> 01:39:13.640
that goes from romantic to full sleigh ride slay real fast.

1114
01:39:14.199 --> 01:39:16.960
The snow comes down, the lights go out, and a

1115
01:39:17.000 --> 01:39:21.159
man in a red suit starts handing out very different

1116
01:39:21.640 --> 01:39:24.039
kinds of gifts. And I want to say an extra

1117
01:39:24.079 --> 01:39:27.319
special thank you to our Patreon podcast boosters, folks who

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Karen Wee, met Jack Ker, and Craig Cohen. And if

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1128
01:39:55.479 --> 01:39:56.920
for me to get back to work. We have one

1129
01:39:57.000 --> 01:40:00.479
more holiday horror novella to drop on you before the

1130
01:40:00.520 --> 01:40:04.119
big Christmas Day. So for myself, for my executive producers

1131
01:40:04.199 --> 01:40:08.000
Rob Fields and Bubbletopia dot Com, my producer Dan Wilder,

1132
01:40:08.039 --> 01:40:11.199
and of course my creepy composer Ray Maddis, I will

1133
01:40:11.239 --> 01:40:14.760
talk at you tomorrow, So stay festive out there.

1134
01:40:15.560 --> 01:40:16.600
Thank you for listening.

1135
01:40:17.680 --> 01:40:20.439
Make sure to find your way back next week.

1136
01:40:20.359 --> 01:40:26.279
Week, but for now you are safe. Trust me.