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First, they’ll arrive.
Slowly, they’ll walk around, brushing their hands against everyone they see. 
They’ll tug on their arms and kick their legs. 
And suddenly, you’ll feel them kick you. 

The biggest one will come over and stare at you while hacking metal into your torso. 
Hack, hack, hack, until you fall to the ground. 
Your limbs bent, they’ll cover you up in a net and tie you to their ship. 
Taking you far away.

Then they stop.

They hoist you down and put your bottom into a plastic saucer,
stabbing nails into your lower body so you can’t run away. 
They’ll burn you with tiny flames all over your body and hang heavy orbs from your skin. 
Then finally, they’ll cover your head and keep you hostage until you die out.

Oh, Christmas Tree!