Creepy cryptids, cursed cannibalistic creatures and more are said to roam within the woods of the Midwest. Whether you believe or not, "don't look in the trees."
As your tending to your deep wounds the Eagle circles for the kill. It lands on your back and quickly begins to grab the side of your neck and throat, the powerful grip of its talons begins to squeeze the breath out of you causing your veins and blood vessels to burst.
Yes, this is a question that I'm sure runs through your mind especially if you own a cat or two, but why do they love to ruin the Christmas tree every year?