In a small
town on Christmas Eve, what one family thinks is the North Star turns out to be
a fiery comet that smashes into a Christmas Tree Farm, igniting the small
forest. Disgruntled police officers
investigate the fire on Christmas day, and are baffled by the clawing marks
that the tree-farmer made as he was apparently dragged into the flames.
Only
moments after they leave the scene, they get another call about a house fire
less than a mile away. They head to the
house and learn that here to, a tree ignited, bringing down the house, and the
homeowner who barely escaped swears that no, there weren’t any candles by the
tree, and she insists that the flames tried to grab her. And the only things in the house completely
untouched by the flames: the coal box for the space heater, and a couple of
stockings stuffed with coal as a gag gift.
Another
smoky line on the horizon and the officers realize that they are combating a
small army of small flaming creatures, who, whether they are aliens that came
with the comet, or demons released in the blast, are intent on destroying the
Christmas spirit and burning the city to the ground. So, our officers enlist the aid of some young
carolers and race against time to collect Christmas trees and build a path to
the old coal mine, in the hopes that coal really is the one weakness of this
naughty spirit.
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