Then, two other Pokémon entered.  There was a Raticate and a Sandshrew.
“Welcome, I like late costumers.”, Ebenezer greeted.  “What can I do for you two?”
“We are raising money for people in need, for people without resources.”, the Raticate explained.
“For who?”
“It’s a collection for poor people.”, the Sandshrew simplified.
“Yes, but, if I give money to poor people, they won’t be poor anymore, have you thought about that?  …and if they’re not poor, this
means you won’t have to raise money for them!”
“Yes, indeed…”, the Raticate said.
“If you stop to raise money for them, YOU WON’T WORK ANYMORE!  No, I don’t want to leave you with no work!”
“Sure. Sorry, Mr. Scrooge.”
“Now go away!”
He kicked them out.
“Phew, we live in a strange period of time, Cratchit.  All my life to work to get money and they want to take it away from me!”
 
Hours later…
 
“I’m done working, can I go, now, Mr. Scrooge?”, Cratchit asked.
“You still have to stay two minutes, but I’ll be generous today, you can leave…”
“Oh, thanks a lot sir, that’s very generous!”
“Yes, but, at the 26th, you’ll have to come an hour before the usual time!”
“Sure, I’ll do it!  And merry Christmas!”
He left the office happily.
Scrooge left too and arrived home after five minutes of walking.  He opened the door and heard a voice calling him.
“SCRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOGE!”
“Jacob Marley?  I can’t be!  I must be dreaming!”
He tried not to care and entered in his house.  All the way to his bedroom, Scrooge had the feeling that someone was following him…
He entered his room and sat on a chair and heard a the strange voice again, calling… him!
“EBEEEEEENEEEZZZZZZEEEEEERRRRR SCRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOGEEE!”
“Go away!”
“EBENEZERRRRR SCRRRRROOOOOOOOOGEE!”
Ebenezer Farfetch’d saw it.  A ghost.  Jacob Mightyena Marley’s!
“Scroooooge, I have something important to tell you!  I’m Jacob Mightyena Marley and I died seven years ago.  Remember, when
I was alive, I wasn’t good with the poor people and because of that, I have to bear these chains for eternity!  I’m cursed!  Cursed
forever!  And you’ll be cursed too! Scrrroooooooge!”
“Oh, no!  Jacob, please, help me!”
“You’ll have a chance to be saved from this curse.  This night, you’ll have a visit from three spirits.  Listen to them and do what
they ask you to do or else your chains will be heavier than mine!”
Scrooge was afraid.  Marley disappeared.
“I don’t believe in spirits anyway!”