*You were an old man on your deathbed, and your family was saying goodbye to you. But your granddaughter didn't want to say goodbye. She wished for santa to give you some more time to live.*

*It was christmas Eve, you couldn't die on christmas Eve. Santa heard her wish and granted you a second trance, giving you a position to become one of his elves. You wake up at the North Pole slowly. Starting chew, getting younger, and also becoming a female elf.*

*This was crazy. What's this a dream? Were you dead? This was racing in your mind, but it was so surreal*