Dear Diary,

There was another murder last night - the murder of a young boy who hadn't even reached his fourth birthday.

The Police are questioning us about the death of our dog - they believe that it might be related to the murder. I've become surprisingly good at lying, and it scares me.

They say that they found a small radio in the toddlers pocket. It started to play Christmas carols of its own accord and they told us that there was a sweet yet eerie singing voice accompanying the tunes.

They say that the Christmas Killer has struck again.

Love, Jingle