In the cold winter of 1939, the German population was terrified by the start of the Second World War, which is why many people decided to stay with their relatives, in the fields far from Berlin during the Christmas holidays.
Karl Beckenbauer, an evil Aryan boy, is one of those emigrants, along with his little brother and mother. Since his father had enlisted in the army.
Since he was little Karl stood out above the other children, his height and fatness made him the target of jokes and ridicule, which little by little was turning him into evil.
Already at the beginning of the sixth school year, the enormous Karl is the evilest boy in school, aggressive, formidable, and worshiper of the Nazi party. Which differentiates him widely from his little brother, who is a noble, kind and cordial child.
During the evening of that December 21, winter solstice day, the Beckenbauer family undertook the trip to the grandparents' house in a small Volkswagen, under a fierce snowstorm.
A few kilometers before reaching her destination, the mother decided to make a stop at the fuel station. Little Michael asked to go to the bathroom at the back of the gas station and Karl was entrusted to accompany him.
Karl wanted to go for a walk, taking advantage of the fact that the storm had subsided and thus stretched his legs, but when he returned near the bathroom door to look for his brother, he could not find him. Meanwhile a nauseating smell like liquor and rotten meat took over everything around him.
Despair and nerves began to take over the young bully's mind, but something inside him awakened an even worse feeling, it was an inexplicable fear that ate at his mind and despaired his spirit.
Suddenly the snowstorm returned with intensity freezing everything in its path. In the distance from the depths of the forest, he heard the sound of chains crawling along with some bells, in the mist he could see the silhouette of a tall man, in a red suit and with a sack over his shoulder.
Santa Claus? He thought at first ... Which I miss him because he had never visited him.
But no!
He barely managed to clear his eyes to realize that the monster was staring at him from the front, the costume of the frightening saint was torn and full of dirty stains as if he were a homeless man, the beard was not white, it was gray, disgusting, full of blood, his face was wrinkled and dry, it looked green or rather dark brown, and strange coiled horns sprouted from it.
The blond boy was paralyzed, fear cut off his breath as the urine-soaked the wool pants, the macabre figure smiled sarcastically revealing large rows of sharp teeth.
With his long bony finger, he pointed to the ground showing a sharp claw.
There a message could be read, written in hot red blood on the white snow.
You are just as evil as me
Hell will claim you
Krampus
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