chapter 4 Christmas Future
Scrooge saw a shadowy figure standing before him. "Are you the spirit of Christmas future?' Scrooge asked.
The spirit nodded.
"I fear you more than the others but I am ready to learn so lead on spirit." Scrooge said.
Scrooge saw men talking. "I just know he's dead." one said.
"Don't know what will become of his money I bet no one will go to funeral." another said.
"I might go if lunch is served." another one said.
Scrooge saw man dealing with some people. "I got his blankets." the women said.
"It's warm still fetches a good price for that." the man said.
Scrooge was shocked. How can others be so disrespectful to the dead.
"Can you show me some tenderness?" Scrooge asked.
Scrooge now saw he was at the Crachit house but it was quiet. "It's normally so cheerful here why is it so quiet?" Scrooge asked.
The spirit pointed.
Scrooge looked inside. He saw the family crying. "Mommy okay?" Quickflight asked.
"I'm fine," Mrs. Crachit said.
"I think he walked a little slower the past few evenings." Brash said.
"Yes your father carried him on his shoulder he was easy to carry." Mrs. Crachit said.
Drift came in. "Hey sweetie how was the church yard?" she asked.
"It was nice you would have liked how green it was. I picked a nice place on the hill where you can see the rabbits eat the wild flowers." he said.
"Jetstorm loved those rabbits." She said.
The little family began to cry.
"Oh no!" Scrooge said.
Scrooge found himself in a grave yard. He saw a tombstone. "Who's grave is this?" Scrooge asked.
The spirit pointed. Scrooge wiped of the snow. He saw his name. "Tell me this might not happen I'll change I will keep the spirit of Christmas alive in my heart past present and future. Please," Scrooge said. He was crying but the spirit did not answer.
To be continued.