Daral Scrooge hid under his covers. The second ghost was soon to come.
"SCROOGE! YAR HAR'!"
A pirate fox swung of a rope and popped out of the wall.
"Yar,you be walkin the plank if you don't be listenin to me,lad! I be the Ghost of Christmas Present,yar har!"
"I'm going nuts,"said Daral.
The ghost picked Daral up by the collar of his shirt with his hook and lifted him.
"Yar,lets be seeing how your underpaid worker Mikey has been doin!"

Daral and the ghost appeared at a beat up apartment downtown,abput 30 minutes away from the pizzeria.
"Ghost..is this actually..?"
"I be Foxy,you landblubber,and yes,this be the home of Mikey Crotchet."

Lauren set up the table,although there were only three chairs. A tiny Christmas goose sat on a plate in the middle of the table.
"Looks like a hummingbird,"said Daral.
"It's all they be affordin since Mikey's pay is $120 a week,"said Foxy.
Mike walked down the stairs with Tiny Tommy.
"Oh look at this great meal!"said Tiny Tommy.
Tommy held a wooden crutch under his arm and looked like he was in pain every time he put his foot down.
"What's wrong with the boy?"asked Daral.
"He be haven a life threatening disease that be curable,but again,low funds,"said Foxy.
Tiny Tommy finally got to the table and looked at his goose leg.
"Oh,parents,this is to much! Please,take half of it."
"Your heart is in the right place,but you need to eat,"said Mike.
"What will happen if they don't get his treatment?"asked Daral.
"I be see-in an empty chair where he once be sitting,"said Foxy.
"Oh no.."said Daral.
Foxy then disappeared.
"Foxy,where are you?"

Then Daral appeared in a cemetery.