A Christmas Horror Story

It's Christmas Eve All who believe.

Santa is here But once a year.

All girls and boys Dream of new toys.

Soundly they sleep Wishes to keep.

Jing jing-a-ling, Come hear us sing.

Wreaths on the door, Stockings and more.

Magic is thrive Spells come alive.

Snow in the air, Laughter to share.

Family and friends Season to glens.

Joyful and dear End of the year

'Tis a very fun And special Christmas.

It's Christmas Eve All who believe.

Santa is here But once a year.

All girls and boys Dream of new toys.

Soundly they sleep, Wishes to keep.

Jing jing-a-ling, Come hear us sing.

Wreaths on the door, Stockings and more.

Magic is thrive Spells comes alive.

Snow in the air Laughter to share.

Spirits throughout.

Changelings.

It's Christmas Eve All who believe.

Santa is here But once a year.

All girls and boys Dream of new toys.

Soundly they sleep Wishes to keep.

Jing jing-a-ling Come hear us sing.

Wreaths on the door Stockings and more.

Magic is thrive Spells come alive.

Snow in the air Laughter to share.

Wreaths on the door Stockings and more.

Magic is thrive Spells come alive.

It's Christmas Eve All who believe.

Santa is here But once a year.

All girls and boys Dream of new toys.

Soundly they sleep Wishes to keep.

Easy there, Blitzen.

My old friend, Comet.

It's time.

Who's there?!

Merry Christmas, Bailey Downs!

It's Christmas Eve, the most

wonderful time of the year.

I'll tell you what, listeners.

"Dangerous Dan" is gonna tell you a secret.

I love Christmas!

There, I said it.

I don't care who knows it 'cause

I love tinsel, I love Rudolph,

I love cranberries, I love baby Jesus!

Before he went all hippy with the sandals and long hair.

What?

No no, no, no no, Susan, I'm gonna

talk about Jesus on the radio.

You know why?

Because it's his birthday tomorrow, am I right, folks?

Speaking of reminders, it's almost

time for the big charity food drive

at the mall this afternoon.

Our very own weatherman of action,

Stormin' Norman is gonna be

down there helping out like the

true Christmas angel he is.

Norman, is there any truth to the rumor

that a very special guest is gonna

be making an appearance at the food drive?

Norman?

Hmm, oh, hey Norman,

he's writing me a little Christmas card.

This is exciting.

What's it gonna say?

Wow, Norman.

Susan, did you see that?

You know who saw that?

Jesus saw that!

And his dad. He saw that.

All right folks, looks like...

Norman's hitting the trail,

so we'll just get this

Christmas party started without him!

Yes, sir!

We're gonna share the spirit.

We're gonna deck some halls!

I'm gonna get Susan under the mistletoe

and you, my little elves,

you're gonna listen to one of

my favorite songs.

So here's to the season!

Here's to you, Bailey Downs.

Favorite time of year is here.

Let's get this Christmas party started right.

I fill my cup with Some Christmas cheer.

Santa's coming to town.

Girlfriend's late.

Impossible, we use protection.

Made the mistake of watching

this alone last night,

but nobody can know I have this, okay?

December 25th.

Time, 13:26 hours.

Constable Scott Peters, conducting

a preliminary walkthrough.

I used to babysit his son, Will.

Handprints on the wall.

Make sure you get that.

A lot of blood in here.

Victim's a male, caucasian, late teens.

Possibly a student here.

Oh, boy.

Body showing signs of obvious staging suggesting

a ritualistic killing.

Time and cause of death to be

determined by autopsy.

Got some writing on the wall over here.

"For unto us a child is born.

Unto us a son is given."

Look at that.

Possible bible passage?

I don't know.

Me either.

What do you hear?

Scott, what are you hearing?

Poor baby wakes.

The little Lord Jesus.

No crying, he...

Fuck!

Christ!

Okay, why was that cop singing that song?

No one knows, he went

on stress leave after this

and doesn't talk about it.

Okay, and you still wanna go

down there just for some

stupid school assignment?

Man up, Dylan.

We obviously can't use the police video,

so we have to get our own footage.

Hey, babies.

You're late, bitch.

Sorry, dad pulled this family trip

out of his ass an hour ago.

Merry Christmas.

It'll get you through any door in the school.

I love you so much right now.

Wow Caprice, I can't believe you actually got them.

That's my honey.

Stickiest fingers in Bailey Downs.

Gotta go.

Don't get busted.

Come on, we got a long drive.

Christmas Eve and you wanna

drive to see your old aunt who,

as far as I know, doesn't even like you.

She doesn't like anyone.

Okay, fine, but you're dragging us along with you.

You know what, and I expect

everyone to be on their best behavior.

Okay, we're not in Saint Barth's for Christmas,

that's fine, or even Aspen, that's...

Okay, look, I just wanted to have some bonding time.

You hear that, I want this

to be a happy, loving family.

So you want a Christmas miracle.

All right, son, let's get that tree.

It's cold out here, huh?

I want the new Morph Machine.

The Morph Machine with the motorcycle

and the guy has a green vest.

Not the blue one, the other guy

with the Morph Machine.

You Okay?

We can go back if you want.

- I'm okay. - He'll be fine, he'll be fine.

Not here.

What do you mean not here?

Baby, look at those, huh?

Tell me you will find the perfect Christmas tree.

Look, we can go right through here.

Great, nice example for a cop, Scott.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

No one's gonna even know we're here.

Go on.

Come on!

Right behind you, son.

Come on, don't be scared.

Quit groping her,

let's get on with it.

Thanks.

Five, four, three...

Christmas, usually a time of joy

and celebration, but for Saint Joseph's Academy,

a time of mourning.

Exactly one year ago last Christmas Eve

this school was the scene of an

unimaginable crime when two

of its students, Connor and Jenna,

seen here, were found murdered in cold blood.

With the killer still at large,

the atmosphere here in Bailey Downs

is truly grim this holiday season.

I'm Molly Simon, and this is Horror in the Hallways.