It's the most wonderful time of the year

I got out of bed and walked to the refrigerator, opened it, and grabbed a Red Light beer. I opened it and chugged it. I gasped with a sigh of relief.

I closed the fridge door and walked to the desk. There lay two files. In one file was a man by the name of Cole Wilson, and the other was Samantha Roxie. Both were husband and wife, and the reason they were there was child abuse. I got a wicked smile across my face.

I sat down and opened up the composition notebook and took the pen to write what would happen to these poor souls. They would be locked in a dark room measuring six feet by six feet, standing on hundreds of keys that burn to the touch. Christmas music would be playing softly in the background.

They would be given the information that one key allows them to escape, but only one of them would be allowed out once they found the right one. They would get hungrier and thirstier by the second, and every move they made would make it worse. One single Christmas song would repeat over and over again, constantly increasing in volume. But the twist is that no key that can unlock the door.

I closed the book and hopped on to my bed. Suddenly, a TV screen appeared over the desk and turned on. I heard a familiar voice come through the speakers. It was Igor. He said, "Come, come, it's Cruciatus time! I'm host Igor. Today we have two curs. You tell names."

"Fmmph!" Before Cole could finish his sentence, his jaw snapped up, biting his tongue off. "MMMMHHH!" cried Cole.

"Ahh," said Igor, "welcome to show, Mr. Fmmph Mmmhhh. And you, Miss?"

In a panicked voice, Samantha replied, "Samantha Roxie." Igor responded, "Welcome to show, Slug Rot. Now you been named you be gamed. You be locked in room full of key. One key open door. One escape other stay room. Room very dark, good luck. START!"

A room morphed around them. The TV showed them struggling in the dark in pain, fighting each other for the keys with their mouths because their hands were covering their ears. "It's the most wonderful time of the year," blared the speakers. The music was making their ears bleed.

The TV suddenly shut off and I started to cackle like a wild man. The black door suddenly swung open. I looked down to see Igor smile crookedly . He suddenly said, "Fun, no?"

I said to Igor, "That was amazing." Igor did a little happy dance and said, "Igor have fun, too. Your profit." He gave me a brown satchel and a small trophy of a closet door one inch tall. I opened the satchel just a little bit to look at what was inside. it was a beautiful, blinding blue. I closed the satchel and put the trophy and the satchel onto the desk.

I turned back to see that Igor had dissapeared and the black door had closed. I disregarded it and went to the baths. I spent a long time in the bathroom, letting the hot water soothe my body. I left the bathroom smelling of lemons and roses again.

The TV had disappeared, and I hopped onto my bed to finally fall asleep. In my dream, I was at a park with my daughter and my wife. My wife smelled of roses and my daughter smelled of lemons. I awoke the next day with a smile crossed my face.

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