Is it time yet? Oh good. I'm glad this program was able to be funded, some of us countries have been through a lot of crazy shit over the years we've been alive... You know...?
I guess I should say who I am huh? My name is Ludwig; I represent the country of Germany and I am here to tell you about the beast known as Krumpus. Krumpus is the bad counterpart of St. Nicholas, he comes on December 6th the same night as St. Nicholas and punishes children for being bad. He will take the children, whip them with chains and switches then drag them to hell with him. He is usually described as a classical devil with horns, cloven hooves and a monstrous tongue but he has also been reported to be spotted as a sinister gentleman dressed in black or a hairy man-beast...
Now let me tell you I was skeptical at first as well, the legend has always been around in my country, especially in the alpine area.

I didn't believe the stories, I didn't believe them until I saw the beast with my very eyes.

I remember it like it was yesterday.. It was December sixth and I was visiting a couple of friends for a Christmas dinner party...


Snow was falling freshly across the alpine landscape causing most of the road ways to be blocked off for the night, I had been at a dinner party when it was announced that the roads were closed. The hosts were kind, they made us all guest bedrooms in their giant house.
Now these hosts had two young children, a sweet little girl named Monica and a rambunctious young boy named Peter. Peter was a troubled child, always finding himself in trouble. I remember during the dinner party the boy threw cranberry sauce all over his mother, screaming how wicked she was and how he wouldn't be put down to bed, I remember thinking +This kid is a monster+ while watching him be carried away by his humiliated mother to be spanked and put to bed. I thought the kid was a little devil, but boy was I wrong. I was about to meet an actual monster.

We all said good night and around eleven at night we all went to bed; now I had gotten the short stick and was placed in a guest room in the same hallway as the children who shared a room. I remember laying in bed listening to the sounds of the snow outside, I was amused with myself because I thought I had heard hoof steps on the roof. +I must be extremely drunk to be hearing horses on the roof+ I distinctively remember thinking, I had downed down a few cups of beer and wine during the party so I ruled that as the solution. The hoof sounds had stopped after a few moments so I just rolled over and fell asleep.

Maybe about an hour later I remember waking up to screaming, I leaped up from my bed and ran across the hall to the children's room where the scared cries of Peter were coming from, and I wasn't prepared for what I witnessed..
The beast was tall and covered with fur, a black cloak covering the buff body. I looked down and saw that he had hooves instead of feet. I was completely frozen as I watched the beast raise up what looked like a chain and bring it down on Peter's bottom causing him to scream out again, Monica was in the corner of the room quivering and crying into her hands. When the beast turned to look at me I knew who it was, the horns gave it away. It was Krumpus. I ran over to Monica and scooped her into my arm watching as the beast threw the screaming Peter over his shoulder and went to the window. By the time the hosts came in both the boy and the beast were gone, I stood there cradling Monica who was probably scarred for life.


I told the hosts when they asked me what happened that I arrived just in time to save Monica from an intruder, and that the intruder had taken Peter. I knew they wouldn't believe me if I told them some beast took their son!
Monica spent the rest of her poor life in fear, I still go visit the now adult often and she still tells me in perfect detail every time what she remembers about that night. She tries her hardest to be an angel, in fear of Krumpus coming back for her.

Thank you for letting me say this, I needed to get this off my chest. Maybe I can tell you guys more of my stories one day.. Hehe..

[Ludwig starts to stand to leave but then stops]

Wait! Before you go i have one more thing to say! One thing that will haunt me was what the children's grandmother, a sweet old lady who I had spoken to a few times throughout the night, said that following morning; she said, and I quote. "Krumpus finally got sick of that wicked boy, Hallelujah."

[Ludwig leaves the room looking visibly shaken]


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