Chapter 3: Frost
The snow was falling down heavy all around me but I didn't feel the cold as I walked, the entire town seemed to be deserted not a single light was on or a single house full of people.
Deciding to get off the street I walked up to one of the house and glanced inside to see that it was empty, stepping back from the window I glancing around and spotted a rock covered in frost sitting on the ground and picking up I quickly smashed the window on the door and unlocked the door then quickly entered.
The inside of the house was decorated in the normal Christmas crap and looked pretty much the same as Tom and Sarah's house, I quickly started a fire just to get some light in the room and saw that there was a piano in one corner and deciding that since I have nothing better to do I pull put the stool and sit down then begin to play a sad melody that had been playing over and over again inside my mind for a long time.
In nightmares kiss and misery's games,
I had some hope in me.
My life forced in the shadow walls
I could not be me.
So I made a vow in sorrows gown.
That love would come to me.
But time is short and days grow long.
And I am still alone.
I played that song over and over again, my heart breaking a little more and more as I repeated it, outside the blizzard got even worse as ice filled the room and fire went out.
There was a loud thump on the roof and I stopped playing and tilted my head up and listened to the sound something big moving on the roof, my heart began to pound in my chest as the thumping stopped and seemed to pause for a second then there was a loud creaking sound as something huge came down the chimney, I stood up from the piano and watched as a huge set of horns appeared then two hooved feet…then he appeared.
Krampus was a huge dressed in a blood stained Santa suit and mask with chains dragging behind him like some kind of horror movie style wedding train with brass bells laced on them, I noticed that he had to walked hunched over slightly to avoided to banging his horns on the ceiling he was so big.
We stared at each other for a long moment, neither of us moved or making a sound, my heart was pounding but not in fear for some reason I wasn't scared of him or anything he could do to me.
Turning away from him I sat back down at the piano and began playing my sad song over and over again, allowing my sorrow to flow threw me and into the piano not noticing the snow beginning to howl in time with my music. I heard the sounds of his hooves clomping against the wooden floor until they stopped right behind me, two dark hands moved to hover over the keys and waited until I was done to start tapping the keys, and he played a song filled with both sadness and self-righteousness that started out soft but grew louder.
I watched his hands stroke the keys gently as the song came to end and we stood there in silent, his masculine arms caging me in and keeping me in place effectively trapping me. If he wanted to kill me then he could easily do it if he choose to and I would not fight him, I didn't have anything to live for so what was the point in fighting for life when I had none?
"Are you going to kill me?" I asked in German.
He said nothing just stood there silently…then picking up a lock of my hair started to twist it in around on one clawed nailed finger, I didn't pull away for tell him to stop.
I just sat there and felt myself drifting off to sleep as he stroked my hair gently.
