I have no use for fat old men who don't get me everything I want, so let that be a lesson to you. I have disposed of Santa, but not before I tormented him in my Dungeon West. I can't wait to tell you everything I did to him - and I laugh joyously the entire time. Now that he's over, you need to step into his place to fill my tree with presents. If you satisfy me, maybe you will survive long enough to bring me presents next year.