You burst into childish tears and fall to your knees begging these costumed children for their protection against the Santa cult. This brings your throat to a too tempting level. The kid in the Chris Titan mask makes a quick slash with his little knife and your blood is fonting out. You gasp, unable to scream, your vocal cords are cut. you stumble backwards inside and they follow closing the door behind them. They take off their masks. They ARE the xmass cult in disguise! They all have blades and they attack like dogs. Slashing and jumping back while another slasher cuts a gash from a different angle. When you are a warm corpse on the bloody floor they all cut out a treat for themselves and move on. The only witnesses could not identify the masked little murderers.