It's Christmas Eve, 1926. New York City was adorned with the sparkle of snow and a festive glow. Families gathered in their homes, and the streets were bright with carols and holiday cheer.
But in the corridors of Bellevue Hospital, a nightmare was unfolding.
A man stumbled through the doors, his face flushed, eyes wide with an unexplainable terror. He claimed that Santa Claus… not jolly and kind, but a sinister version wielding a baseball bat… was chasing him through the streets of New York. He rambled on about the terrifying figure, unable to escape his alcohol-induced hallucination.
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