There must’ve been some magic in that old top hat we found. Dark magic. It brought a snowman to life, briefly. We pulled trinkets from it out of nowhere. It did small favors for us. Kids stuff.
As we grew up, the Hat still gave us what we wanted. But it took a higher and higher toll.
I tried to get away. I disappeared into the woods, got off the grid, and put up wards. But I can’t escape forever.
It’s Christmas Day, and I hear pounding outside the cabin door.
Thumpity thump-thump! Thumpity thump-thump!
It’s getting closer.

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