Elder Rivers cautiously walked toward the broken escalators, making his way down while staring down the mall Santa from Hell. By then, Elder Rivers was too old to have believed in Santa Claus. Though the mall Santa responded, it wasn't in a way Elder Rivers was at all familiar with handling. Grunting. Elder Rivers backed away slightly, putting his gun behind his back so as not to come off as a threat, still gripping tightly just in case Santa Claus had turned.

The mall Santa was carrying some kind of reinforcing bar. "I don't suppose you're using that to decorate the tree?" Rivers asked. He stared at the nigh frightening decorations on the Christmas tree. Christmas was one of Elder River's favorite holidays, and seeing such a demented sight made Elder Rivers recoil back.

"I-it's a nice tree by the way." he commented.