The Evil Elf on the Shelf (Molly)
Christmas was fast approaching. Jo still wasn't feeling back to normal and the realization that this would be her first Christmas without her mom was really starting to hit her.
There was nothing like a good hunt to take her mind off the holidays. Unfortunately, she didn't have a lead on anything at the moment. So she had taken her EMF, a gun, a silver knife, and a small bag of supplies (including salt, of course) and set off to wander around York. It was a Hellmouth, after all. Something was bound to happen.