We Hung Mistletoe Above Our Door...

Mistletoe literally drains the life out of trees to survive. Emma bought fresh

mistletoe at a Christmas market, hung it above her bedroom door. That first night,

she kissed her boyfriend beneath it. Something felt wrong immediately. By morning,

thin white tendrils had pushed through the ceiling, wrapping around their necks as they

slept. The roots weren't going into the wood. They were going into them.

When Emma's sister arrived that evening, she found them both collapsed on the floor,

skin pale as snow, veins visible and black. The mistletoe had tripled in size,

its berries swollen and crimson. Paramedics said they'd never seen anything like it.