Mr. Burns sits wrapped in a brown cape and red pants on a wooden floor of a blue-lit log cabin, with a pale blue ghostly figure beside him

What happens

Mr. Burns, the frail, stooped old man with a hooked nose and grey hair at the sides, sits wrapped in a brown cape and red pants on a wooden floor of a blue-lit log cabin, with a pale blue ghostly figure beside him. Homer, bald and heavy with stubble, sits in the foreground wrapped in a green blanket, clutching it at his chest and wincing, then squinting and scowling with narrowed eyes as he looks toward Burns. Burns stares forward with wide eyes and a worried expression, and a small purple object sits in the bottom-left corner beside a window with frosted panes.

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