“Leise rieselt der Schnee” at Area 52

(WTTQ Channel 10 Night Broadcast)

Leise rieselt der Schnee…
Except at Area 52, where it doesn’t fall, it hovers.

Snowflakes drift sideways, pause mid-air, then politely ask for clearance before landing. One alien applauds. Another files a report.

The caribou with antennas hum along to the melody, antlers blinking softly in time. They don’t know the words, but they feel the mood. One whispers:
“This song smells like nostalgia and hot beverages.”

Inside the Retreat:
Aliens sway gently, unsure whether this is a lullaby or a weather warning.

Anjelikka adjusts the snowfall like a lighting designer

Someone adds Glühwein to a mug labeled NOT FOR NON-HUMANS (ignored immediately)

Outside, the wolves stop pacing. Even security feels calm.
For exactly three minutes, no alarms sound. No portals open. No postcards arrive.
An alien intern asks:
“Is this song summoning something?”

A caribou replies:
“No. It’s telling the universe to be quiet.”

The snow continues to fall.
Soft. Silver. Slightly radioactive.

And for one strange, peaceful moment at Area 52,
everyone agrees:

Nothing needs to happen next.

Leise rieselt der Schnee – Area 52 Edition 

Leise rieselt der Schnee,
Lichter tanzen im Weh’n,
UFOs glühen so kalt
Freu dich, das Fest kommt bald!
In den Sims wird es warm,
Stumm verweht jeder Harm,
Lachen hallt durch den Wald
Freu dich, das Fest kommt bald!
Bald ist heilige Zeit,
Aliens singen bereit,
Hör nur, wie freundlich es schallt
Freu dich, das Fest kommt bald!