Subham Dutta

The Chimney's Curse: A Christmas Eve Nightmare

'Twas the night before Christmas, and the Thompson house lay bathed in the soft glow of holiday lights. The aroma of freshly baked cookies and the piney scent of the Christmas tree filled the air. Mr. Thompson dozed in his favorite armchair, while Mrs. Thompson bustled about, preparing for the festivities of the next day. Little did they know, a shadow lurked in the periphery of their joyful celebration.