Savio: *looking for me* Mom? Mom?
Blowhole: *reading a comic* She's not here.
Savio: Where is she?
Blowhole: The vet.
Savio: Why?
Blowhole: Don't worry about it. Just introduce the chapter!
Savio: Fine. *turns to readers* Enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 4: Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come
"Spirit! Spirit! Please! What's going to happen to mom? You've got to tell me!" Savio called out, looking for the ghost.
Suddenly smoke went around his face. He started coughing and covered his mouth. He looked up through the smoke to see a hooded figure. His eyes were watering. He continued coughing as he looked up.
"Wh-who are you?" he coughed.
The hooded ghost didn't answer.
"A-are you the ghost of Christmas future?"
The hooded ghost nodded. He took a puff of his pipe and started coughing. His hood flipped over to reveal Clemson.
"Clemson! You idiot! Where's Hans at?" Savio demanded.
"His time it up. So it's my turn to show you what will happen in the future if you don't change your ways."
"What do you mean?" The boa asked.
Clemson didn't answer and waved his hand to show him that they were in Cemetery. Savio looked over at him. The red lemur nodded. Savio looked over to see the penguins, Crystal, Blowhole and the lobsters were at a small headstone. The others had walked off. Crystal was clinging onto a spike collar. She looked up, tears in her eyes. She sat the collar down and walked off.
"Mom…" he whimpered.
Suddenly he heard laughter. He turned his head to see two weasels with shovels digging a grave.
"Can you believe this guy? No friends, no family, no one came to his funeral!"
"Ha! Guess no one cares,"
The two weasels started laughing. They picked their shovels up and walked out, laughing. Savio went up to the grave and looked in it.
"Cl-Clemson… wh-who's lonely grave is th-this?" Savio asked.
Clemson stoked a match across the headstone, revealing Savio's name. The boa gasped.
"Why it's yours Savio." Clemson replied. He slapped him across the back and Savio toppled into the grave. "The fearest snake in the whole graveyard! Ahahahaha!"
"Ahh!" Savio screamed.
He grabbed a hold of a root that was sticking out. The coffin opened up to have a wall of fire climb up to where it almost touched the boa. Savio looked at the fire in horror. He looked at the branch, seeing that it was breaking.
"No, no, no, no, no…"
The twig snapped and he started falling towards the fire. The last thing he heard was his own screams.
Savio: No, no… I can't die… She can't die!
Blowhole: Too late.
Savio: *shakes head*
Blowhole: Well readers, review!