Door bell rings
She opens the door, a weird Santa Claus stands there motionless with a serious face. She welcomes him with a smile, he didn’t responded, She notices a gift box wrapped.
She asks the Santa Claus ‘Is that for me?’
Santa Claus smiles with a nod
She bents down adjusting her skirt and picks up the box. Santa Claus disappeared.
‘How weird? Where is he?’ she checks around the bushes and walks in her door and locks the door with her tiny fingers.
She places the box on the table, opens her fridge, a beautiful small cake she takes and sits on her sofa and takes a bite. She stares at the box, her curious mind wants to open up, at the same time she fears too.
As soon the cake cup gets empty, she walks to the box, she tries to unwrap it. She struggles as the box is hard at the top and bottom and soft at sides, her curiosity rises up, she finds a small hole and uses her knife to pull the small pin that peeps in corner.
A click sound of a trigger she hears, the moment she least realises and before she could react the blades are heavy, it chops her head and she drops dead, her head neatly falls inside the box and it seals itself.
The soft part of the box starts to melt, Weird Santa Claus walks in, picks the box and places a small card with a message ‘Happy Christmas’ with a small fire on its top. As soon he walks out, fire spreads across the house.
Weird Santa, walks next street, places a new gift box, knocks the door…