I know what you're thinking- twas the night before christmas, a grouchy man, and three ghosts come for marcus, right? WRONG! Something else was coming for Marcus, something somewhat unpleasant. Marcus heard something (or someone) at the door. He opened the door to see....nothing. Marcus stuck his head out the door to look for any one, but nobody was to be found. When he closed the door and turned back around, he came face to face with a beastly devil-like creature! Standing about a foot taller than marcus-the ugly, petrified demon monster narrowed its eyes on him. The monster let out an ear defening roar! "I-i-it's a Jersey devil!" Marcus screamed as he reached for the doorknob and turned it. Marcus dashed out of the cabin and into the blistering snow! The Jersey Devil had intentions of Marcus' fate.....It flew after Him! He had gotten more than halfway to te village-where he would seek refuge! In an instant the devil landed in front of Marcus, stopping him in his tracks! The last thing he saw, were those terrifying, soul bitting, red blood-shot eyes.