Cherry's Adventures of The Muppet Christmas Carol

chapter 7

Some thick fog soon appeared which startled Scrooge as he ran back from the sight of it.

"Erm... Mr. Dickens? Rizzo?" Cherry asked as she seemed to be alone with Scrooge and the third and final ghost. "Where'd you go?"

"Am I in the presence of the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come?" Scrooge asked the ghost.

The ghost didn't speak, but they just nodded.

"Spirit, I fear you more than any specter I have yet met." Scrooge said to the ghost.

"Oh, this is too scary," Rizzo shivered fearfully as he peeked out of the abandoned church with Gonzo. "I don't think I want to see any more."

"Oh, when you're right, you're right," Gonzo agreed with the rat. "You're on your own, folks. We'll meet you at the finale."

"Seriously?" Cherry asked them.

"Hey, Cherry, you like dark and gloomy, maybe you could tell us about it?" Gonzo suggested.

"You're just gonna leave me here?!" Cherry cried out.

"Glad ya understand." Rizzo said as he shut the doors behind them.

"Great." Cherry grumbled.

"I am prepared to follow and to learn with a thankful heart." Scrooge spoke to the ghost.

The ghost did not reply to him.

"Will you not speak to me?" Scrooge asked.

The ghost simply responded by taking a hold of Scrooge to lead him out as he pointed to the other way.

"Oh, yes, yes," Scrooge replied. "The night is waning fast. Lead on, Spirit."

The Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come soon lead the way. A huge swirl in the sky soon came out as the two walked through that way.

"This is pretty creepy..." Cherry had to admit.

They soon came into town as it was a bit dark and snowy with Scrooge and the ghost coming through.

"Whoa." Cherry said.

A foursome of men with umbrellas gathered around together as they looked almost like they just came back from a gloomy ceremony.

"No, I don't know much about it either way," One man spoke up to the others. "I only know he's dead."

"Yeah." The other three agreed as Scrooge came closer to find out who they were talking about.

"When?" One of the men asked.

"Last night, I believe." Another replied.

"Hmm... Wonder what he died of?" One man remarked.

"I thought he'd never go." The other said.

"Well, I don't know or care why he's gone," The other man said to his friends. "I'd just like to know what he's done with his money."

The others jeered from that. "That's right!" "Wouldn't we all?" "Well, he didn't give it to me."

"Well, it's mostly likely going to be a cheap funeral; I don't know a single soul that would go to it," One man said. "Well, except his apprentice."

"Why do I have a bad feeling after he mentioned Atticus?" Cherry asked herself.

"I wouldn't mind goin'." One man spoke up.

The others looked at him curiously.

"If lunch is provided!" The man then said.

All of the men shared a laugh from that before they decided to leave.