[ WP ] Santa is delivering presents down the chimney as usual , but discovers to his dismay that the house he 's delivering to has been designed to trap and kill him by his arch nemesis , the Grinch .

Santa first noticed the cold tinge of steel against his wrists, the cold of the air around him aroused his senses as he slowly struggled to consciousness. The Cringle opened his eyes, the barren, dank, empty room surrounded him. As he realized his hands were bound, and his mouth muffled as he shouted for help. All in vain. Santa's head throbbed in agony, he glanced around, only to notice... The Grinch's green body slumped over in the chair next to his, a bag covering his head as he was yet to awake. Again, Santa cried for help to no avail, his wrist's began to bleed as he fought the restraints. About this time, he noticed the television opposite him crackle to life. The staticy snow awoke the Grinch as he now began to stir, shout for help. Santa again failed to answer, his gag soaking in his own spit. The snow cut out, and Saw sat on the screen. Turning his head toward the camera. `` I want to play a game,'' the doll said...
