*Entering clad in blackest robes, accented with crimson swirls around the sleevecuffs and hems of the robe, scythe/walking staff in hand.
Sorry I'm late... Those other ghosts just wouldn't stop arguing.
*In graveous voice: Father Moppet... Come if you wish to survey the future in which you were never born. The visages before you will assault your senses. The scenes you witness will chill you to your very heart. Eh, it's voise than you think.
The ominous Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come But Never to Be guides Beauregard Parker Moppet out of DanDan's parlor, steering Father off to what will most undoubtedly be his ruination.