Okay, so I know that the movie took place in 1939, but for me, it took place in 1989. It just seems right to me. I also updated the song style. Sorry if that makes it suck.
Chapter 1: 1989
Hell, 1989.
A charred cell.
Charlie thought about the revenge, greed and carelessness he had previously done.
A demon-like pig sat beside him.
"I heard they give you one wish before death is official." it said.
"Is that so?" asked Charlie believing it was lying.
"Yes." said the pig.
One of the "king's" demons unlocked Charlie's cell.
"Oh no, not more whips!" thought Charlie and went with them.
He'd already had 50 cuts on the back from whips.
"Don't worry, it'll sting." said the demon.
"Stop reading my thoughts." said Charlie.
"I told you once before, you're not the boss here, the king is." said the demon.
Once in front of the throne, the demon electrocuted Charlie and he screamed in agony.
As Charlie tried to make his move, the demon hit him in the back of the head with a metal bat.
The next thing Charlie knows is that he's hanging upside down by one foot that had a shock collar around it over a pond of lava.
He screamed in horror.
"OH MY GOD!" he cried.
"I could've given you your wish, but you attacked." said the king, pacing by the pond.
"Please let me wish!" begged Charlie.
"Well, I don't have many people like you, so why not?" asked the king. "What is your wish?"
"I just wanna say goodbye to Anne-Marie." said Charlie.
"Very well." said the king and got a demon escort.
Anne-Marie's house.
Charlie stood by Anne-Marie's bed looking at her with a smile and a tear ran down his cheek. It was the first time in a long time he'd cried.
Anne-Marie opened her eyes.
"Hi, Charlie." said Anne-Marie.
"Hey, kiddo." said Charlie.
"Charlie will you stay?" asked Anne-Marie.
"No, I gotta go, Squeakers." said Charlie.
"Where are you going, Charlie?" asked Anne-Marie.
"I'm going on a little journey." said Charlie.
"Will I ever see you again?" asked Anne-Marie.
"I'm sure you will." said Charlie. "But in the meantime, will you take care of Itch? He needs someone to talk to every once in a while."
"I love you, Charlie." said Anne-Marie.
"I love you too, Squeakers." said Charlie. "How's about you get some rest for me?"
"Okay, Charlie." said Anne-Marie. "Goodbye, Charlie."
"Goodbye, Squeakers." said Charlie sadly.
"Charlie, it's time to come home now." said a soft voice from a blue orb.
"I thought you said I could never come back." said Charlie.
"You gave your life for hers." said the soft voice. "It's time to come home."
So he followed it to Heaven.
March 19, 1990.
It was a rainy day. There was a treehouse around Charlie's burned down gambling place. Itchy spent time there on Tuesdays. He felt bad all the time and it was the place he could go to forget the pain. He normally would look at what's below with a telescope.
"You looking for someone like me?" asked a familiar voice.
Itchy turned around and saw Charlie. He had a smile with shiny teeth and a happy look in his eyes. The watch that had been around his neck a year ago was gone.
"Charlie!" Itchy said happily.