The Ticking of a Crocodile
Lady Midnight stood in the shadows, her gaze fixed on the warehouse. The cold winter air bit at her skin, but she didn't flinch. She was determined to stop Evil Santa's nefarious plan before it was too late. Suddenly, a loud click made her freeze. Her heart raced as she realized the trap had been sprung. Tinsel began to wrap around her ankles, binding her in place. She tried to move, but it was no use. The tinsel tightened, cutting off her breath. "No... this can't be happening," she whispered through the gag in her mouth. The superheroine struggled against the bindings, her muscles straining under the tight fabric. But it was no use. She was powerless against the relentless tape and ribbon that held her captive. Soon, she was completely wrapped, a human present waiting to be delivered. An evil grin spread across Evil Santa's face as he approached his helpless prey. "Merry Christmas, Lady Midnight," he chuckled darkly. The sound echoed in her ears as she was carried away, bound and gagged, destined to become his eternal plaything. As the box closed around her, she could only hope that one day she would find a way to break free from this twisted holiday nightmare...