"Ugh..." Santa utters, searching through the rotten body and finding nothing, the miasma strong due to the indoor location. Upon hearing the loud stamping above him him he slowly backs against the wall to prevent an ambush. His ears follow the movements of the monsters, are they heading towards him or somewhere else? He holds his old Pip-Boy 2000 in one deft hand, eying the motion sensor to gauge their movement, Rudolf his old rifle in the other to ...stop their movement.  He checks for vents, knowing that if they were after him he could funnel them through a single small opening, plucking them off one by one as they are forced single file.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>