Next was Samantha. He turned the doorknob. Much to his dismay, the door was locked.
Fueled by his rage, he jumped upon the rooftop and slid down the chimney. She was asleep on her bed.
"Naughty or nice?" He pronounced each syllable slowly and previsely in her ear.
"N-" she started, unable to finish as she fainted. He already knew the answer. He lifted her limp body and threw her into the sack.
