Yule Be Mine

It was the annual Krampusnacht Festival in my little, snow-covered, European village. But this year, things were different. They took a dark turn, where I was the prey to a very dangerous predator.

And that villain is a towering figure clad in horns, fur, and chains. His crimson eyes gleamed from behind the Krampus mask.

He stalked me through the festival, his shadow merging with the eerie glow of lanterns. I feared him… but there was also something obscene that called out to my deepest desir...