I am in charge of driving Santa's sleigh. The sleigh is a mile long, arranged as a series of cars chained together so that it can move fluidly like a snake. I'm racing across the globe at thousands of miles per hour and whenever I take the sleigh into a tight loop-the-loop, the end cracks like a bullwhip. The sound is unbearably loud. Windows shatter and car alarms go off in the snowy towns below whenever I do. I hope I'm not ruining Christmas but I can't stop doing stunts with the sleigh.

Although I was totally non-lucid, I wondered whether I was completing the "December Task of the Month".