Chapter: Grandma's wool panties

Scrooge was lying in his bed and suddenly a fat, ugly, grim old grandma was standing in front of him. She held out her rigid, cold hand to take him with her into the future.

Geist: Come on, I don't have forever!

Scrooge: Oh, so I'm dealing with the spirit of Christmas to come? Thank you for taking your time for me.

Geist: Don't talk to me young, you don't think I'm here of my own free will. I have other things to do. My woolen panties are still waiting for me up there. I want to get it over with now.

And Scrooge was flung through and was now with the ghost in a market place.

A man and a woman stood there and talked.

Woman: ..... he handed in the spoon last night.

Man: The funeral will be super cheap, no one comes because of the old sack.

Woman: Maybe we should go.

Man: If I go there, then I want to have something really good between my teeth.Woman: You are right. If we're that nice, then we should be rewarded too.

Two poor women stood a little further on.

Woman1: We’re finally rid of the old miser.

Woman2: Yes, but it was about time.

The place changed again. this time Scrooge ended up in a pawnshop where he saw maids who looked a little familiar to him.

Cleaning lady: I ​​let go of a few things from the dead miser, he doesn't have any heirs anyway. I took off the corpse's clothes, let go of his super mobile phone and the plasma screen, what do I get for it?

Cook: And I took the deathbed sheets and his laptop with me, we'll be clearing the safe tomorrow, too.

Scrooge: Oh, the dead man was probably not very popular, I don't want to be in his skin.

Geist: You touch your own nose!

After this conversation Scrooge was taken to a death bed.

Scrooge: Is that the poor pig?

Geist: If you really want to know, then have a look and 'don't do it here, I don't have forever.It's bad enough that I have to play the guide here.

Scrooge: Eh, I'm not looking at someone like that, the sight of your feet is bad enough!

And again the world changed, this time it turned into a cemetery where Scrooge read the inscriptions on the tombstones.

Scrooge: Miezi, Bello, Waldi, Muschi ..... an animal cemetery, what are we doing here?

Geist: yes, then open your eyes!

Suddenly Scrooge saw an ugly wooden cross in the last corner.

Scrooge: Ebenezer <scrooge? Will I be buried here in a pet cemetery for Christmas in the future? Is this really my grave?
Was it really me that all the people were talking about and at whose deathbed we were?

Scrooge began to cry and sagged.

Scrooge: Oh please, Spirit, I'll do everything I can to avoid ending up like this.

Geist: Yes, then start washing your feet first!

And then Scrooge was back home in his bed, totally exhausted.