“Never talk to santa.” The little boy had nodded at the words of his mother.

“Don’t worry mother, I won’t, I don’t even know this santa!”

“Ok, just don’t talk to strangers”

“Ok mommy” he had replied, now, exploring the outdoors he encountered a man. The man had white hair, and was wearing a red outfit, chains connected his arms to the rock below.

“Hello little boy.”

“Mommy says I’m not allowed to talk to strangers.” The guy smiled and beckoned at him, tempting him with the thought of a story,

“There once was a little boy,” he began “Always loved exploring, until one day when he met Santa, Santa calmed him down after his waryness and gobbled the boy up whole.” The little boys eyes widened in fear,

“Old man, what is your name?” The man smiled,

“Im Santa.”