A Holly Jolly Reaper

Santa Claus enjoys a few cold beers and mellow brandy? The jolly old man has me stumped. I'd always thought he had it good, working one night a year while I slaved away nonstop every minute of every hour collecting souls near and far. My envy is relieved when Death gets drunk on eggnog and mistakenly puts Santa on my list of souls to pick up. Preparing for the epic blizzard at the North Pole, I see sides of Santa that others never get to see. I'm left scratching my skull. There's more to him than meets the eye-and his highlight reel. Will I pick up Santa's soul, leaving no one with presents on Christmas morning? Find out when you journey with me to the top of the world in this spirited grim reaper holiday adventure!