Christmas Blood

What if those things that go bump in the night were real?

Do we really know who walks among us?

Are things really as they seem?

What happens when you wake up as the creature nightmares are made of?
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Alone, weak, afraid…

Unable to feed yourself….with an uncontrollable hunger

Then as if things couldn’t get any worse, you meet your soul mate…
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While you lie dying in the Christmas snow…