This happened to us a couple of years ago.
Looked everywhere. Couldn’t find it. Had to buy a new one. 🤬
One afternoon, I’m in the kitchen and I hear blood curdling screams coming from the living room where DD and friend are. Adrenaline coursing through my veins - I assumed one of them had lost a limb or possibly even actually died.
Appear in living room to see two girls white as a sheet, and an elf in the tree.
Friend had a stocking in their hand - apparently they’d felt something in it, reached in, and the elf had flown out of its own volition causing the screams.
DD is now 12 and is still semi-convinced the elf actually flew out, and can’t get her head around what actually happened.
Now we have two, and every time November rolls around, I have a mild panic that I’m not going to be able to locate the mofos and have to buy two more….. 😑