Cry for Krampus

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>I've been naughty... Like run a car over your abusive ex kind of naughty. But it's not the police coming to punish me. It's the Krampus.</em></strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It's the best time of the year in the mountain village I call home known for its Krampus lore and festive enthusiasm during the holidays.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>From the outside looking in my life is perfect. I live in a winter wonderland I'm engaged to the town's beloved honied ham man and I run the town's most precious flower shop.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No one would ever know my fiancé is an abusive psychopath who's threatened to kill me if I ever try to leave him. It's a secret I've always kept hidden my burden to bear.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The only person who sees right through the mask I wear is my Christmas tree vendor. He follows me watches me. He thinks he's keeping me safe. Too bad my fiancé gets the wrong idea and flies into a jealous rage. This time I fight back.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now I've done something bad. To escape justice I flee to a mountain cabin to drown myself in a bottle of eggnog and spend Christmas alone.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Only I'm not alone. Turns out the legends are true.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The Krampus is real. And he's come to punish me for murdering my fiancé.</strong></p><p></p>