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Mallory watched as Thomas finished setting up the white lights around the exterior trim of her house. "It looks great." she says, once he gets off the ladder and turns them on. Vivian eagerly agreed. "It's pretty!"

Along with the lights, the yard had an inflated snow globe, and Rudolph next to it. "I think this is Christmassy enough." Mallory tells them. "Yeah, me too." Sarah says.

They head inside the house, and Mallory takes a small indoor decoration off of the table, looking for a spot to put it, she pins the mistletoe on the ceiling next to the Christmas tree. Thomas comes over and picks her up, taking her off guard. She chuckled and her hands clutch onto his shoulders as he holds her by the waist. He brings her down slightly to kiss her underneath the mistletoe, she responds to it happily.

They separate from the kiss, and go to sit next to eachother on the couch. A few minutes later, Sarah enters the living room and closes the curtains, covering the windows, noticing it was starting to get dark outside. Vivian comes in, "Do any of you want to watch a Christmas movie?"

Sarah shrugged, "Why not?"

Mallory snuggled closer to Thomas, completely unaware that Art had been staring at her before Sarah shut the curtains. He wanted to come inside.

Halfway through the movie, they heard a crash sound from outside. Vivian paused the movie, going to look out the window. "I don't see anything." She looked for anything out of place, but all the decorations seemed fine.

"What if part of the lights fell? Thomas, will you go with me to check?" Mallory looked at her boyfriend, he seemed bored. "I'm sure it's probably nothing."

Useless again. "I'll check with you." Sarah offered, and went outside with Mallory. Sarah pressed the flashlight on her phone, facing it down at the grass. "Can you point it up? Okay, there..." They inspected the roof, but the lights were properly hung up. Sarah turned the light to the inflatable snow globe, which was also doing fine.

The light moved over to the reindeer, where Art had been attempting to sit on it, while he was wearing a full-on Santa Claus outfit. Obviously, Rudolph couldn't hold him up, since it was filled with air, so he kept making it sink each time he tried to get on it. He seemed frustrated because of this, so he kicked it, before his head snapped in their direction.

Noticing that Sarah seemed like a deer caught in headlights, Mallory spoke quietly. "You see him too, right?" When Sarah nods, they both scream and run back, the redhead turned, locking the door as soon as they get inside. Mallory slides the couch over in front of the door, adding an extra layer of protection. "What's going on?" Thomas asks.

"Art, the clown, is out there right now. Sarah and I saw him!" Mallory quickly explained.

Thomas didn't seem to believe her, he glanced at Sarah. "You've also got hallucinations? I mean, come on, that guy is dead!" After he says that, the door gets banged on repeatedly from the outside, he flinched. Mallory glared at him, "Are you getting hallucinations now?" she couldn't help but mock him now that he knew she wasn't crazy this whole time.

Vivian goes over to where they are, holding a bowl of popcorn that she had just made. "What's all of that noise?" They explained to her about Art coming back to terrorize them some more, she dropped the bowl in her hands, popcorn spilling out. "I-I don't wanna die! Please, Mallory, you have to stop him from killing us." Vivian grabbed onto her sleeve, standing close to her.

Mallory narrowed her eyes at the other. "I can't... stop him from doing anything. He almost killed me last time I saw him, before I beat him to it, or at least, I thought I did. He's definitely mad about that. Oh, fuck, he's going to torture me." Now Mallory was panicking even more, her hands flying up to clutch her hair as she paced around.

"Wait, do you hear that?" Sarah questioned, and everyone stopped what they were doing. Silence. He wasn't at the door anymore. They all stayed quiet, then a couple of minutes later they heard walking... it was coming from above them. On the roof.

"Who does he think he is? Santa Claus?" Thomas asked, joking in a serious tone as he was actually scared for his life now. "He's wearing a Santa outfit." Mallory informed him, she didn't know what he planned to do now, though. Find a way in?

They all found themselves huddling together. She didn't want to go through all of this again, but she knew it was going to happen. Except this time she had no shredder, and no good weapons to kill him.

"Shit, Mallory, do you have a chimney?" Sarah suddenly asked, which made her think about it. All of their eyes move over to the fireplace in the living room, it had a passageway that led to the roof connected to it. "Damn it!" She had completely forgotten that she had one. They didn't have time to block it, as he was already coming down it.

He slides out, standing up. Bits of the white beard of his Santa costume got stained from the charred wood that he fell on in the fireplace, he was a little upset about that, but was glad it was the Santa costume getting stained over his usual black and white one ─ it was a pain always having to go to the laundromat to clean it.

It became a hectic mess as soon as Art appeared in the living room. Mallory ran to her room the second she saw him, and Sarah followed her down the hallway. Thomas stood there as if he was going to try to fight him off, but second guessed himself as he also ran into another room. Vivian, unfortunately, had the stand and stare in surprise reaction, unable to move, he could help her with that! Art had his first victim in Mallory's new friend group already.

When he had been stalking Mallory and her friends, he noticed this one had a love for Christmas, so how else could he kill her then with the thing she loves most? It felt right as he shoved her against a wall with one hand, and plucked some of the ornaments off of the Christmas tree beside them with the other. Vivian clutched the hand holding her against the wall with both of her hands, trying to take his fingers off of her. "No! Stop, please! Sarah... Mallory! Help mhh...!" The end of her sentence turned muffled, as he began to shove the ornaments one by one into her mouth. It was a fun challenge!

He put a sparkly red ball ornament inside of her mouth first, then a miniature Christmas tree, and another small one in the shape of a Santa hat. He realized he couldn't fit any more inside, so he made a sad expression, but then he had an idea, putting his index finger in the air as he thought of it. He would make it work! She had muffled screams, struggling to breathe. He used his finger to stretch her mouth even more than it is supposed to, and grabbed a sparkly green ball this time.

Her eyes were wide, and she kept making muffled sounds of disapproval, before he managed to squeeze the ornament into her mouth with the rest of them. The tree ornament started to make its way down her throat, since it couldn't fit with the others. She started to choke, and he shook her body violently so the tree would finish going through, which it did.

He grinned, he couldn't have her die because of choking! It would be a total missed opportunity, especially because he had a better idea on how to kill her.

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