While traveling through the north pole, one would notice a horrendous sight. A series of dark vortexs would begin swallowing up Santa's workshop. They progressively became more powerful, eventually enveloping the entire area and causing you to get sucked in against your will. You would end up falling into a dimension shrouded by darkness, with no natural light shining. After a moment of falling, you would find yourself landing on what would feel like a soft pillow or a hard rock, if you're unlucky. Purple flames would appear out of nowhere and illuminate the path to a bridge made of ice, forming the entrance into an entire fortress made solely out of snow and ice.
I would land on the pillow and I would enter the snow and ice and make a snow angel in the ground for fun and to mark my trail