The Christmas Wars, Part 2

From out of the mirthless wastelands two travelers emerged. Wrapped in defensive garland and festive explosives, they grunted out "CHEER!" and "NOEL!" through cigar-clenched teeth. Humanity had found a tiny, twinkling train to ride among piles of smoldering stockings (and bodies). Each day brought us closer to those battle cries, in sight of genuine merriment. Each night The Krampus hooved us back to despair and spit firey bile on our dreams...