Krumpus At 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue

The snow falls softly on the Ellipse, but inside the White House, the festive cheer is brittle. It's Christmas Eve, and a sense of unease hangs over the West Wing. President Elias Callahan-a man known for his harsh judgments and unforgiving nature-is about to face a verdict of his own. Generations ago, a dark secret was buried in the snow of Klausberg, Austria: a encounter with a true engine of judgment, a memory that defined the Callahan bloodline.
Now, that judgment has crossed an ocean. The President brushes off the ancient legend, but the Secret Service is on high alert. Security systems are failing; lights flicker; a deep, unnatural cold permeates the historic halls. Something is hunting within the corridors of power. St. Nicholas rewards the good. The Krampus punishes the wicked. Through the most secure house in the world, a shadow moves-too tall, too dark, cloaked in the scent of wet earth and ancient consequence.
This entity has come for the man who believed he was above the law, a man whose family history is stained with a need for balance. The President never believed in consequences. Now, he's about to discover what happens when you make the real naughty list.