It's the night before Hogwatch. And it's too quiet.There's snow, there are robins, there are trees covered with decorations, but there's a notable lack of the fat man who delivers the toys...He's gone.Susan the governess has to find him before morning, otherwise the sun won't rise. And unfortunately her only helpers are a raven with an eyeball fixation, the Death of Rats ("the grim squeaker"), and an oh god of hangovers. Worse still, someone is coming down the chimney. This time he's carrying a sack instead of a scythe, but there's something regrettably familiar...Ho. Ho. Ho.It's true what they say..."You'd better watch out..."Browse more novels of Discworld.