Your name is Elliot, you were 31 years old, and you were not having a happy time during the night before Christmas Eve, while you were in your car, and driving home from work while shedding tears at the same time. You lost your wife to a disease, which was making you so upset that you decided to skip something.
You arrive, and parked in front of the mall just as you were on your way back to your house from work, and got out as you saw a bench out front while the snow in the sky covers the place up. You cried by yourself on the bench, while not noticing a familiar presence come out of the mall wearing a red trench coat, a matching fedora, had a long white beard, and was being followed by a woman who was much shorter than you, and him while she was carrying shopping bags full of bows, and wrapping paper.