A humongous figure stands in the room, dressed in all sorts of festive and colorful apparel, flickers of teal and golden cloth like candlelight and crimson hues like sparks dancing around his forest-green robe. His eyes twinkle with mischief, his face enveloped in dark, long dreadlocks tinged with streaks of gray and white. He chuckles to himself, transitioning into the voluminous tone of bells as he clangs merrily, "Get to know me better, man!" This figure, however, is not what he seems- he is not a physical entity, but is, instead, a ghost- the ghost of Christmas's present.

               The ghost of Christmas Present is a particularly jovial man, and has such a sonorous laugh that he almost shakes the room. After all, he is the embodiment of all Christmas cheer– one would expect him to be as such, since otherwise Christmas would not be merry! This ghost often takes delight in children’s games and stories, and shows his generous nature in the magic that he brings: filling people’s cups, furnishing feasts, and inspiring a joyous and forgiving spirit in all. However, the ghost himself is not forgiving– he takes little to no pity on Scrooge, responding to him, "If he had like to die, he better do it quick to decrease the surplus population,” when the miser asks him if Tiny Tim will die. He says this with a solemn air and a vindictive gesture, mocking Scrooge and putting forth his error in judgment. This shows that though he may seem kind and merciful, he has the power to harm, and will do so if he must.

               However, this jolly character is not all-powerful; two children, Ignorance and Want, plague him. Because of them, he ages as the night wanes, and at the stroke of twelve, he disappears off of the face of the earth. Before he goes, he warns Scrooge; “Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy (Ignorance), for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.” When Scrooge asks about whether or not they have any place to stay, the ghost replies, echoing the miser’s former words, “Are there no prisons? ...Are there no workhouses?” He disappears forever, not to be seen again on the face of the earth.