Quietly standing still on top of an abandoned building...
Is an amber-colored starlight, falling as it comforts you.
Nobody turns around to look at a town covered in grey.
A butterfly flies around like something burning down.
I hold up the frozen wings to the moon and shake them desperately.
I'm looking for a place of comfort, a blue evanescent flame.
Kazuo Umezz's Horror Theater
Mai Takahashi
Takamasa Suga
Yoko Mitsuya
Hitomi Kurihara
Kazuyuki Nishio
Sadayoshi Shimane
Kiyo Ohshiro
Noriko Sunami
Go Narumi
Miho Harita
Randell Himes
Original Story by Kazuo Umezz
Adapted by Tamio Hayashi
Directed by Yudai Yamaguchi
What a relief!
It's just a dream.
A nightmare?
I can't explain it.
But something very strange...
I didn't understand what it was.
I don't understand, either.
Me, neither.
When I woke up, I didn't know where I was.
You're at home, dear.
Right...
Has Santa come yet?
No, not yet.
He's waiting for you to go to sleep.
So go back to sleep.
Don't chew your nails.
Don't you worry.
If you have another nightmare, Santa will save you.
Is Santa strong?
He sure is.
He's such a big man with bright blue eyes.
But if you do anything wrong, he'll come and get you.
That's right. So be a good girl, Yuko.
THE PRESENT
Dear Ryosuke...
Merry Christmas My present to you is...
You're late, Yuko.
How come?
Sorry to keep you waiting.
That's okay.
Here, take her coat.
Sit here. I'll get a drink.
Merry Christmas.
I thought you'd never turn up.
Sorry.
Merry Christmas, Yuko.
Really?
Are you serious?
What's this?
Look! Yuko's Christmas card.
Stop it!
"Dear Ryosuke."
"Merry Christmas."
Will you stop that!
"My present to you is..." Will you stop that!
"...me."
Let's toast!
A toast to the holy night.
You're different from all your friends.
What?
I mean, you're so pure compared to them.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Hello!
What's wrong?
Three rooms, please.
She's paying for everything.
Yuko's the heroine today.
The receptionist was Santa.
That's just because it's Christmas.
But a female Santa, that's weird.
A woman?
No, it was a man with blue eyes.
What's wrong?
I'm going home.
Don't be silly.
You're acting so weird.
You can't just come and leave.
Grimm's Fairy Tales
Hey, wait...
Have fun, you two.
Nice room, isn't it?
Yes.
To be honest, I've loved you for a long time.
It can't be.
How come?
Thanks for the card today.
Yuko?
Yuko.
I've been here before...
That dream!
What's up?
Santa's revenge...
We've been desecrating Holy Christmas.
So this is Santa's revenge.
He said that he'll retrieve...
...the presents he gave us in the past.
What's going on?
Yuko?
Kanae...
Help me, Yuko.
Kanae.
We gotta get out of here!
Let's run.
Where is Nakata?
Leave him. Where is Nakata?
Nakata?
Ryosuke...
Help me.
He's your friend. Save him.
Nakata...
But if you do bad things, he'll come and get you.
Let's run.
Run!
Run faster!
Open it, quickly.
What the hell?
Wait!
He's coming!
What's going on?
That's Santa. He came for revenge.
No. That's my father.
Your father? Is he a foreigner?
Of course not.
So how come that's him?
It's a woman.
A woman?
No, that's a man.
With blue eyes.
Blue eyes?
Do we all see things differently?
Okay. Leave this to me.
I'll protect Yuko.
Move.
Hurry up. Run!
Yuko.
Let's run.
Hurry up.
Be quiet. He'll hear us.
I can't move my left leg.
Please don't...
...don't leave me behind.
Don't leave me here.
No!
Was it my fault?
Did I cause all this?
There's no Christmas atmosphere here.
I don't care about Christmas.
You're so cool, as always.
I adore you.
Let us enjoy Christmas together.
No.
It's not my fault.
You shouldn't have told him you're the present.
That is just so uncool.
Simple messages are best.
All men prefer pure girls.
We can certainly learn from this.
It's not my fault.
Merry Christmas.
It's not my fault.
You're different from all your friends.
I mean, you're so pure compared to them.
A man so easily fooled is stupid.
Am I a bad girl?
A nightmare?
Gimme a break.
Ryosuke, Merry Christmas. My present is...
What a horrible dream...
Damn it.
Hello, Yuko. It's Mom.
Damn, it's mom.
Home for Christmas this year? Damn, it's mom.
Dad is looking forward to seeing you.
We're waiting for you to call and confirm.
Why should I spend Christmas with my folks?
Hello?
Yuko, it's me.
Sorry for calling so late.
I had a weird dream.
Dream?
We all went to that hotel like we planned.
But some Santa woman tried to kill us all.
We managed to escape.
Only you got caught and had your brains scooped out.
Then you escaped, but didn't know you were hurt.
I dreamed the exact opposite.
So, how come Santa was a woman?
My mother was a feminist.
She told me Santa was a woman.
I guess everyone has a different image of Santa.
What are you on about?
About my silly dream.
Yuko?
What happened, Yuko?
A female Santa.
She's back again.
Are you all right, Yuko?
You had another nightmare.
Guess what? I beat the evil one.
So you became Santa, did you?
Yes.
I pulled out her rotten brain.
Rotten brain?
She's been watching splatter movies on TV again.
We shouldn't let her watch them.
Who on earth would make such films?
A present from Santa.
So he did come?
Yes, he came to you.
A stuffed Santa and a reindeer.
Hello, Mr. Santa.
Hello, Mr. Reindeer.
What shall we play today?
Well let's skip rope.
I hope she never changes.
Don't worry.
She'll grow up to be as gentle a woman as she is a child.
Let's play hide & seek together.
A soft voice that might be swept away by the waves at night.
Wind blows on you, and as you tremble and cry...
I touch your soft cheeks with my fingers...
I'll be here until you finish crying... I'll be by your side.
In order to lock away the sadness in a far away place...
We're still searching for a light that never fades...