“Spirit take me home!” Scrooge begged again.
The spirit reminded Scrooge, “These are the true events of the past.” And suddenly just like that scrooge was in his bed again.
No sooner had Scrooge placed his head on his pillow than a bright light filled the room. Scrooge saw many plants and a feast. There was a jolly giant of a man who bellowed, “I am the ghost of Christmas Present! Here grab my robe.”