As The Raven Dreams Podcast - Saint Nick Is Sick | A Christmas Creepypasta By Raven Adams

Starting point is 00:00:00 Hey there, friends. I wanted to do something a little different this year before Christmas as we head into said Christmas holiday. This story is one that I actually wrote several years ago, probably two or three. I don't remember the exact date, but it's been quite a while. It's just a fun story. I don't remember how I came up with the idea, but basically my brain went something, something zombie Santa. I don't know. I do scary stories, and Christmas is a very jolly time of year, and it's probably something to do with, like, what would Santa be like as a zombie? I don't know. It was just a fun idea that I decided to work with a few years ago, so. I just wanted to go ahead and do it for, like, a Christmas special. I know it's a shorter story, but it's still a fun one, and I still quite enjoyed reading it, because, again, it's one I wrote, and it's just a fun concept.

Starting point is 00:00:51 So, hopefully you all enjoy it. It's a zombie story, just keep that in mind, I guess. And, yeah. I hope you all have a lovely Christmas, happy holidays, and I'll see you again here very soon. But until then, my friends, much love and enjoy. It started on Christmas Eve, somewhere around 10 p.m. on the East Coast.

Starting point is 00:01:18 It was a cool 34 degrees near the coast of Maryland. A light snow was falling, though the mile her air would promise that the flakes would never actually hit the ground. The night was practically silent. Even the sounds of the city had calmed on this holiday evening. Most families were enjoying a comfortable and quiet night. The children were cuddled up in their beds and sleeping as much as the anticipation and excitement as the morning gifts would allow.

Starting point is 00:01:48 The first reports that something had gone wrong were broadcast live on a local news station. during a segment that no one was paying attention to at this point in time. The, quote, Santa Tracker. Throughout the night, the local news team had been updating their tracker and informing those that were listening on the whereabouts of the Jolly Man himself. This was something they had done each year at this time, and had done for well over a few decades.

Starting point is 00:02:20 This year was no exception. At around 7 p.m. local time, they had started reporting sightings of Santa over parts of Europe, and each half hour they would move further and further west. At around 9.58, the team was about to come back from a commercial break and update the tracker. They were all in place and ready for the cameras to start rolling, when a message from the studio's head anchor played in their ears. There's a situation that's developing. Delay the tracker update.

Starting point is 00:02:55 The statement made very little sense to the crew. The Santa tracker was just for fun. It had no bearings on reality. Why would a developing situation require the tracker to be delayed? The camera started rolling on the chief meteorologist, the man that had been assigned to the annual tradition. He paused and stared at the flashing light for a moment, before snapping back to reality, and moving forward with his job.

Starting point is 00:03:25 Hey, welcome back. We will have an update on the Santa Tracker here in a few moments, but until then, let's take a look at the weather for the next week. Overnight tonight, we will continue to see a few flurries with little to no accumulation, and the temperature will be around. He paused, and once again stared back at the camera. After a second, he nodded and shifted his focus. Ladies and gentlemen, my apologies,

Starting point is 00:03:52 we're going to be shifting to the street crew for a breaking development. He stood by for a moment and waited, the focus of the station switching over to an image of Kara standing near the beach. Thank you, Mark. Kara took a deep breath and stepped slightly to the side. The camera focused on what looked like wreckage on the beach. We're currently on the scene of a developing situation. authorities are reporting that no more than 10 minutes ago,

Starting point is 00:04:22 something crash landed out here. Based on the wreckage, and as you can see, it appears to be a private aircraft, and witnesses reported that the craft was floating along and then suddenly fell at a significant rate of speed. There are police on the scene, as well as medics, just in case there are injuries, but we're unsure if anyone other than the pilot of the craft was involved.

Starting point is 00:04:45 Kara paused as she turned back to the scene behind her. The chatter of the police filled the silent winter air. The camera focused on the wreckage. From where the news crew stood and recorded the footage, the vivid colors of the aircraft, the cheerful reds and greens, contrasted against the frozen sand. For a moment the news crew let the situation speak for itself. The red and blue lights of the cop cars,

Starting point is 00:05:14 the moonlight penetrating a thin fog that seemed to roll out from the ocean, and the overall confusion that seemed to emanate from the emergency crews, attempting to take control of the commotion. As the stillness hovered over the situation for an uncomfortable amount of time, Kara stepped back in front of the camera in preparation to return the focus to the main crew. Well, Mark, I think we're going to... Her words trailed off and merged with the chatter. coming from the emergency service workers.

Starting point is 00:05:47 The cameraman stepped past Kara and attempted to focus on the chaos as it started to unfold. The brightly colored wreckage started to shift. The splinters of wood being pushed to the side, as what appeared to be a survivor attempted to escape from the detritus. Kara started to say something, but the camera didn't pan. The operator kept his attention on the destruction and on the new situation as it unraveled. He zoomed in as a gloved hand shoved some of the wood out of the way, followed by an arm that was covered in a bright red suit.

Starting point is 00:06:25 Get the medics, they're a survivor! One of the officers could be heard shouting a command, and the man continued to push his way from the wreckage. The night was almost filled with a sense of relief. Even one survivor could be spun into a happy ending of this whole situation, something to label a Christmas miracle even. The thoughts of miracles and optimism were ripped from the minds of those watching. As the oversized man, the one presumed to be a survivor,

Starting point is 00:06:59 grabbed the paramedic attempting to aid him and ripped into the flesh of his throat. The paramedic grabbed at his neck and fell forward. The survivor grabbed him and latched his teeth onto his shoulder. The entire crowd stood in a frozen panic as they watched jolly old St. Nicholas tear into the flesh of the paramedic. The blood spraying him, coating his fluffy red outfit and staining his beard. After processing the situation, the police officers all lifted their weapons and started firing on the newly undead icon of Christmas. The bullets pierced his skin but seemed to do nothing beyond anger him.

Starting point is 00:07:40 He threw the paramedic's body to the ground and sprung into action, grabbing the closest officer and wrapping his maw around his neck. He continued his murderous rampage with as many officers as he could grab. Within moments, the paramedic's body reanimated and followed suit, attacking the officers and others within the crowd. The attackers grew in number with each assault, the officers, the crowd members, and St. Nick himself, all ripping in to as many people as they could get their hands on.

Starting point is 00:08:13 The cameraman tried to keep focus on the hellish scene as long as he could. Kara screech as one of the reanimated police officers leapt at her and tackled her to the ground. Her screeched dying quickly as this zombie sank his teeth into heresophagus. The focus switched back to the main newsroom. All of the anchors were pale and looked like they were about to be sick. The silence, as they watched, the screen was heavy. None of them knew what to say.

Starting point is 00:08:44 One of the newscasters behind the desk cleared his throat and adjusted his tie as he turned to face the camera. His female co-host fell into tears and ran off screen. The immediate sound of her vomiting was audible as the other anchors attempted to regain their composure. I... Mark, the chief meteorologist, and the man in charge of the Santa Tracker attempted to speak.

Starting point is 00:09:09 to say anything that could calm the situation. We'll be following this developing situation as it happens. Please stay tuned. He then motioned for the show to be cut. After a few moments, the screen faded to black, leaving only the vividly colored overlay of Santa Claus waving, the words, Merry Christmas, illuminating the top of the screen.

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As The Raven Dreams Podcast - Saint Nick Is Sick | A Christmas Creepypasta By Raven Adams

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