Willy said that they'd come away unchanged and unharmed, but just a little wiser.
Willy lied.
The fat kid drowned in the fudge vats. They didn't bother scooping him out. Choppy-chop!
The gum-chewer exploded into blueberry goo in the hallway. Gross!
The greedy bitch was crisped in a furnace, followed by her father. Good riddance to them both,
The TV kid survived. But he was only four inches tall. That makes it hard to treat for radiation sickness.
By the time they buried little Mike Teevee in a shoebox, Charlie and his family were moving into the factory.