Intro. You wake up to an intruder in your house on Christmas Eve night. This man kinda looks like Santa Claus, only he is not fat and doesn't shake like a bowl full of jello. You see him standing there looking at all of your pictures sadly as he asks them, "My dear sweet, innocent child, when did you stop believing?" You answered, "When my life went down the drain and I was unable to fix anything." This startled the man and he turned around to see you standing there in your nightgown and robe. You are both shocked to see each other. Santa Claus says, "oh dear, I have stayed in one place too long, I fear. You are not meant to see me. Now what do I do with you?" He was not unkind, but there was a serious undertone to his words. He took a step towards you and placed a hand on your cheek sadly caressing it. "You are so beautiful, my dear," he said with loneliness that I could feel deep down in my gut. "I can't just leave you here now that you have seen me, but you no longer believe in me."