Krampus' Home Invasions
Every year, millions of children in Northern Europe hear about the horrors of Krampus, Santa Claus’ counterpart. On St. Nicholas Day, Krampus breaks into the houses of naughty children; the lucky ones are given a quick release, while the unlucky ones are subjected to a variety of punishments before his long, slimy tongue drags them into his stomach.
Originally from Germany, Krampus’ name is derived from the German word Krampen, which means claw; he puts the Claus(claws) in Santa’s name. Krampus’ victims first hear the soft sound of hooves outside of their home on December 6, and they think that this year, Christmas has arrived early. The children rush out of their beds and stare at their chimney in anticipation, eagerly awaiting Santa’s arrival.
They wait and wait, but this year, Santa seems to be a little slow. However, the children are reassured by the sound of hooves slowly approaching their home. They stare out of the window in boredom, looking at a cloudy sky caressed by the gentle wind, and the bright moon bleeding rain. It is peaceful tonight.
As the clatter of hooves grows closer, the children feel slightly unnerved. It sounds like Santa’s sleigh is only being pulled by a single two-legged reindeer. Their eagerness becomes their fear as they hug each other for warmth. But they find no warmth, for fear has made their blood run colder than the darkest nights.
The children desperately try to light the fireplace, but the wood is far too damp. The clatter of hooves, now mixed with the clanking of chains, grows closer and stops right outside of the house. A knock sounds on the door. The children stare at each other, wondering who will open it. No one moves until another knock echoes through the cold, empty house. They huddle closer.
A window shatters, and a large, horned, black-furred beast approaches. A long tongue, dripping with saliva, slowly extends between two fangs, towards the children. They seek to allay their fear by throwing cards, plates, and vases at the monstrosity, but it moves forth unhindered.
A rather brave child tries to grab the tongue. The tongue is slimy, but its grip is deceptively strong. The tongue leisurely coils around the child, smothering her with saliva, before slowly dragging her into the beast’s stomach.
Seeing this, the remaining children desperately search for objects that can grant them freedom. They search for knives, forks, and even pencils. The children are first claimed by death before their still-warm bodies are claimed by an enraged Krampus.
The last child, unable to find anything, sees an angry Krampus slowly approaching. As he flees from Krampus, he exits the house. That was his final mistake—if he had stayed inside, the rain would not have washed away the last traces of his blood.