Okay, this is old. Actually back in about 1997 is when this surfaced and at the time I thought it was brilliant! Mulder and Scully were the rage on the tube, UFOs were still fun now and again and just prior to Christmas this surfaced on the web ... such as it was then. I just dug this out for all you surviving X-Files fans for a touch of nostalgia. Enjoy ...
57 ELM STREET
BETHLEHEM PA
11:51 P.M.
We're too late It's already been here.
Mulder, I hope you know what you're doing.
Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir truncated,
mounted, transformed into a shrine;halls decked with bows of holly;
stocking hung by the chimney with care.
You really think someone's been here?
Someone, or something.
Mulder over here, It's fruitcake
Don't touch it Those things can be lethal
It's O.K. There's a note attached: "gonna find out who's naughty and
nice.
It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list.
Who What are you talking about?
Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could travel
at great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants. Once each year
near the winter solstice, this creature is said to decend from the
heavens to reward its followers and punish disbelievers with jagged
chunks of anthracite.
But that's legend Mulder, a story told by parents to frighten
children. Surely you don't belive it?
Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on this
gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies was
massive -- and in a hurry.
It left crumbs everwhere. And look, Mulder this milk glass has been
completely drained.
It gorged itself, Scully It fed without remorse.
But why would they leave it milk and cookies?
Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its wilding.
But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and
windows were locked. There's not sign of forced entry.
Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace.
Wait a minute, Mulder, If you're saying some huge creature landed on the
roof and came down this chimney, you're crazy. The flue is barely six
inches wide, nothing could get through there.
But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions at once?
You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?
Exactly. Scully, I've never told anyone this but when I was a child my
home was visited . I saw the creature. It had long white shanks of fur
surrounding it ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated torso was red and
white. Ill never forget the horror. I turned away,and when I looked
back it had somehow taken on the facial features of my father.
Impossible.
I know what I saw. And that night, it read my mind it brought me a
Mr. Potato Head, Scully, It knew that I wanted a Mr. Potato Head
I'm Sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of
physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who soars
across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys.
Listen to what you're saying. Do you understand the repercussions?
If this gets out they'll close the X-files.
Scully, listen to me: It knows when you're sleeping. It knows when
you're awake.
But we have no proof.
Last year on this exact date, SETI radio telescopes detected a bogey
in the airspace aver twenty seven states. The white House ordered a
condition red.
But that was a meteor shower.
Officially. Two days ago eight prized Scandinavian reindeer vanished
from the National Zoo in Washington D.C. Nobody --not even the zoo
keeper was told about it. The government doesn't want people to know
about Project Kringle. They fear that if this thing is proved to exist
the public will stop spending half it annual income in a holiday
shopping frenzy. Retail markets will collapse. Scully, They cannot let
the world believe this creature lives. There's too much at stake.
They'll do what ever it takes to insure another silent night.
Mulder,I...
Sh-h-h Do you hear what I hear?
On the roof. It sounds like..a clatter
The truth is up there. Lets's see what's the matter.........
Merry Christmas !!!
Decker
57 ELM STREET
BETHLEHEM PA
11:51 P.M.
We're too late It's already been here.
Mulder, I hope you know what you're doing.
Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir truncated,
mounted, transformed into a shrine;halls decked with bows of holly;
stocking hung by the chimney with care.
You really think someone's been here?
Someone, or something.
Mulder over here, It's fruitcake
Don't touch it Those things can be lethal
It's O.K. There's a note attached: "gonna find out who's naughty and
nice.
It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list.
Who What are you talking about?
Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could travel
at great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants. Once each year
near the winter solstice, this creature is said to decend from the
heavens to reward its followers and punish disbelievers with jagged
chunks of anthracite.
But that's legend Mulder, a story told by parents to frighten
children. Surely you don't belive it?
Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on this
gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies was
massive -- and in a hurry.
It left crumbs everwhere. And look, Mulder this milk glass has been
completely drained.
It gorged itself, Scully It fed without remorse.
But why would they leave it milk and cookies?
Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its wilding.
But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and
windows were locked. There's not sign of forced entry.
Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace.
Wait a minute, Mulder, If you're saying some huge creature landed on the
roof and came down this chimney, you're crazy. The flue is barely six
inches wide, nothing could get through there.
But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions at once?
You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?
Exactly. Scully, I've never told anyone this but when I was a child my
home was visited . I saw the creature. It had long white shanks of fur
surrounding it ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated torso was red and
white. Ill never forget the horror. I turned away,and when I looked
back it had somehow taken on the facial features of my father.
Impossible.
I know what I saw. And that night, it read my mind it brought me a
Mr. Potato Head, Scully, It knew that I wanted a Mr. Potato Head
I'm Sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of
physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who soars
across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys.
Listen to what you're saying. Do you understand the repercussions?
If this gets out they'll close the X-files.
Scully, listen to me: It knows when you're sleeping. It knows when
you're awake.
But we have no proof.
Last year on this exact date, SETI radio telescopes detected a bogey
in the airspace aver twenty seven states. The white House ordered a
condition red.
But that was a meteor shower.
Officially. Two days ago eight prized Scandinavian reindeer vanished
from the National Zoo in Washington D.C. Nobody --not even the zoo
keeper was told about it. The government doesn't want people to know
about Project Kringle. They fear that if this thing is proved to exist
the public will stop spending half it annual income in a holiday
shopping frenzy. Retail markets will collapse. Scully, They cannot let
the world believe this creature lives. There's too much at stake.
They'll do what ever it takes to insure another silent night.
Mulder,I...
Sh-h-h Do you hear what I hear?
On the roof. It sounds like..a clatter
The truth is up there. Lets's see what's the matter.........
Merry Christmas !!!
Decker