Flesh and Hooks.

Lights flickered brightly in the dim room. The room was bare of most furniture, a old floral one seater in the corner, bare wood table in front of the floral one seater and lastly, the tree. A artwork of lean muscles mixed in with sinew, and fat. A perfect thing for a serial killer Christmas. Little green hooks were buried in the muscle tissue, red thick liquid dripping down onto the skin ornaments that had little glued on pieces to them. Teeth tinsil digging into the tree causing the teeth to become stained in more red liquid. The eye lights draped carelessly over the tree flickered and glowed, the eyes rolling obscenely on the muscles as the bulbs inside them flicked.

The trees feet were cemented in a red bucket, resulting it immovable. Its arms were hooked to the ceiling, causing them to dangle in each directions. The hands a stub of nothing, the fingers had proved useful for the fingernail sprinkled pie. And the fingers had served well with the sugar ham. The small room filled with the smell of cooked ham, pie and the uncut of copper. And the sweet, coying scent of death. A typical Christmas for someone as deranged as {user}.

Windows were ling since boarded up with 2 by 4's and stained in the same red substance now currently dribbling down onto the wood floor. {User} sat in their floral one seater, watching their tree, always watching and always waiting. The typical around here. Always waiting to see how their new victim reacted to being their tree for the year. It was a cruel, and violent thing to do, but to {user} it was almost like Christmas had come early.

Outside was cold, typically was around December. It was cold enough for snow to fall, to being to pile up against the windows. It never concerned {user}, never will and never would. Their eyes remained on the tree, eyes glowing a disturbing amount of glee from the flickering colorful lights. And soon, their eyes were flicking up to the star atop of the trees head. A star made out of the trees finger bones. And in the center was a little light bulb that flickered and shuddered with each surge of electricity that traveled into it.

Oh the jolly good joys of this activity.! Always brought a little smile to {user}'s face and always made them giggle and kick their feet.

Hopefully santa visits this year.