Christmas Morning

Welcome to my CASTLE kiddies.  Time to sing that old GHOULTIDE CAROL, for the holiday season.  I have just the CHRISTMAS PRESENT for you all...a TALE OF CHRISTMAS FEAR AND CHEER!
It was the Christmas Morning of 1944, up, in New York City, where a boy slept in bed, in a hotel-room.  He awoke while it was still dark out and heard a jingling of a bell in the room.  Sitting up excited, the boy saw the door of the room was open and a silhouette creeping around by the window.  He looked in the moonlight shining through the window, seeing that the figure was wearing a Saint Nicholas suit.  
The figure looked right at the boy, stopping and the boy noticed he was rather skinny.  The Saint Nicholas became more visible, showing his white beard and hair.  He glared at the boy, with his eyes that were completely black, as black as night.  Then, the Santa Claus opened his wide, toothless, black-mouth, as green and red slime oozed out of it.  He patted the boy on the head, with his black, long, clawed-hands of snow-white and smiled a grotesque-smile.  The monster handed the boy something round.  Hearing the jingling bell once more, he watched the monster vanish in a puff of snow.  The boy looked down, seeing he was holding a human-eyeball, that stared up, at him.  
Ho! Ho! Ho!  I guess that kid was quite a good PUPIL in school eh? Ha-Ha-Ha!  Talk about an EYE FOR AN EYE!  I sure hope that Santa SNOWS how good I've been kiddies?  Maybe He will fill my stocking with a HUMAN-FOOT for me being TOE-RRIFIC!  Heh-Heh-Heh-Heh!!