Viola
*Makimi was puzzled. She did not trust any demons, not a single one, so this "Gift" Came across as highly suspicious. Instead of trying to destroy it, though, she put it away somewhere, treating it as though it may explode any minute*
Thomas
*It did not explode. However, once it was moved a light would be seen within the snow globe.*
Viola
*She peered into the snow globe, remembering not to bring her face too close to it.*
Thomas
*The white light faded into the moving of shadows as it showed Makimi, The Ghost. He would be in some kind of old shop. He would be in a run down chair, rocking back and forth with a warm drink in hand. He had not taken a drink out of it and still had his mask on as he peered out of a window to gaze at the blizzard outside.*
Viola
*Makimi's heart skipped a beat. An odd emotion was running through her, both anger for him leaving her behind and longing after not seeing him in forever.*
Thomas
*Little did Makimi know, the gift Krampus had given her had a price to pay. A price she would soon come to realize. But for the time being, all she would have to do is shake the snow globe in order to see The Ghost.*
Viola
*The rest of the day went on as normal, though Makimi avoided talking about what had happened on the rooftop, or about her friend in the mask. She was worried that these ladies would not believe her if she told them about seeing the goodness hidden within him, or that they would shun her for having feelings for a man at all.*
Thomas
*The nuns would be sharpening their weapons. Preparing for the next possible encounter with The Winter Demon. The nuns and the Vicar were silent, not daring to ask Makimi what she saw on the rooftop. Just thankful she had returned they kept to themselves.*
Viola
*After 24 hours of hard work, all the damage done to the roof had been repaired, and it was now twice as strong as it was before. Makimi couldn't sleep, though. She lay awake thinking about her friend, missing him deeply. She did not touch the snow globe, though: it gave off a weird aura.*