The children were mesmerized. They’d never seen so much candy before and could hardly believe such a magical place existed! Veruca ran off to taste the creamy spots on the toadstools and Violet shook gumballs loose from the gumball tree. Mr. Wonka stood proudly before his garden of edible treats while his freakish midget servants toiled away. Mr. Wonka tapped his cane twice to attract the children’s attention, but when he tried to speak, all that escaped his mouth was a muffled whimper. He fell to the ground with a thud and the children saw the gummi knife sticking up from his back. They were horrified. Charlie addressed the group:
“All right, friends,” he said cheerfully. “Let’s go see if those oompa loompas are made of chocolate also. If not, we’ll kill those dreadful mutant bastards too.”
And the children rejoiced.