Ed Helms

These supplies belonged to companies who had permits to buy it legally for industrial purposes, but everyone knows that most of these companies are really just fronts for bootleggers. And all that alcohol is heading for the Holiday Punch Bowl.

These supplies belonged to companies who had permits to buy it legally for industrial purposes, but everyone knows that most of these companies are really just fronts for bootleggers. And all that alcohol is heading for the Holiday Punch Bowl.

The feds know how much tainted liquor is out there, and they know that it's destined for human consumption. In other words, one million gallons of poisoned liquor, practically a loaded gun pointed at the city of New York.

The feds know how much tainted liquor is out there, and they know that it's destined for human consumption. In other words, one million gallons of poisoned liquor, practically a loaded gun pointed at the city of New York.

But for the moment, since it's categorized as industrial, it's legal. So in the minds of the Prohibition Bureau officials, well, there's nothing they can do. It's like, gee, we'd really love to do something about all that liquor we poisoned, but gosh darn it, it's perfectly legal and privately owned. Our hands are tied.

But for the moment, since it's categorized as industrial, it's legal. So in the minds of the Prohibition Bureau officials, well, there's nothing they can do. It's like, gee, we'd really love to do something about all that liquor we poisoned, but gosh darn it, it's perfectly legal and privately owned. Our hands are tied.

As Christmas approaches, everyone from Gettler to James Duran knows what's about to happen. The only real question is, how many lives will Formula 6 claim?

As Christmas approaches, everyone from Gettler to James Duran knows what's about to happen. The only real question is, how many lives will Formula 6 claim?

Christmas Eve, New York is aglow with holiday lights as a soft rain falls over the city. The evening starts off as a normal holiday shift at Bellevue Hospital. Cheery music wafts through the halls. It's quiet. For now. Then the ER doors swing open. A man barges in, ranting and raving, gasping for air. He's terrified. He says Santa Claus is chasing him with a baseball bat.

Christmas Eve, New York is aglow with holiday lights as a soft rain falls over the city. The evening starts off as a normal holiday shift at Bellevue Hospital. Cheery music wafts through the halls. It's quiet. For now. Then the ER doors swing open. A man barges in, ranting and raving, gasping for air. He's terrified. He says Santa Claus is chasing him with a baseball bat.

The doctors are well aware that, spoiler alert kids, Santa isn't real. But the man who just burst into the ER seems pretty damn convinced. This isn't your normal holiday drunk. This guy is straight up hallucinating. And he's not the only one. As Christmas morning approaches, over 60 more people crash through the ER doors, drunk, sweating, and vomiting. Like the guy being chased by a St.

The doctors are well aware that, spoiler alert kids, Santa isn't real. But the man who just burst into the ER seems pretty damn convinced. This isn't your normal holiday drunk. This guy is straight up hallucinating. And he's not the only one. As Christmas morning approaches, over 60 more people crash through the ER doors, drunk, sweating, and vomiting. Like the guy being chased by a St.

Nick, many of them are seeing things that aren't there. But others are already blind by the time they get to the hospital. That night, eight of them die. Returning to his basement lab after the holiday, Alexander Gettler finds his Boxing Day surprise. Eight new dead bodies, not to mention the dozens more people elsewhere in the hospital, blinded or hallucinating.

Nick, many of them are seeing things that aren't there. But others are already blind by the time they get to the hospital. That night, eight of them die. Returning to his basement lab after the holiday, Alexander Gettler finds his Boxing Day surprise. Eight new dead bodies, not to mention the dozens more people elsewhere in the hospital, blinded or hallucinating.

He gets to work examining the man who spent his final hours raving about being stalked by old Kris Kringle.

He gets to work examining the man who spent his final hours raving about being stalked by old Kris Kringle.

Nothing out of the ordinary, just taking a peek at the organs of the recently deceased. And on first glance, Gettler sees the hallmarks of death by alcohol poisoning. The ordinary kind. But that doesn't explain the hallucinations or the blindness. Gettler knows full well that alcohol impairs vision, but it can't blind you on its own, nor can it make you see things that aren't there.

Nothing out of the ordinary, just taking a peek at the organs of the recently deceased. And on first glance, Gettler sees the hallmarks of death by alcohol poisoning. The ordinary kind. But that doesn't explain the hallucinations or the blindness. Gettler knows full well that alcohol impairs vision, but it can't blind you on its own, nor can it make you see things that aren't there.

Whatever killed these eight people and poisoned dozens more, it contained some especially nasty chemicals. Gettler turns to his tried-and-true method. He takes biopsies of the body's liver, brain, and blood. He blends them into a sludge... He repeats the same process with each of the fresh bodies. Eight livers, eight brains, eight blood samples, 24 beakers of human chemical slurry.

Whatever killed these eight people and poisoned dozens more, it contained some especially nasty chemicals. Gettler turns to his tried-and-true method. He takes biopsies of the body's liver, brain, and blood. He blends them into a sludge... He repeats the same process with each of the fresh bodies. Eight livers, eight brains, eight blood samples, 24 beakers of human chemical slurry.