Conversation has drifted throughout the freehold today, mentioning a strange visitor the previous evening, the night of December 15th.
A skinny, malnourished figure had wriggled in from under the door to the garden, not unlike a sluagh. It stood up into a strange, boyish figure with sunken eyes and skin pulled back from his teeth – so, not a sluagh after all.
The childish creature… or creaturish child, crept into the Kitchen muttering about hunger. If it came out again, it was not seen, but when next someone had checked the kitchen, the person… thing… was not present.
Also conspicuously missing was each and every spoon. Tea spoon, soup spoon, serving spoons and ladles, fancy wooden salad spoons and even the workhorse stirrers – all missing.
Reference: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yule_Lads