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Ben, it wasn't that bad.

I tripped ten seconds into my juggling act and all my balls flew into the

audience and then they wouldn't give them back.

So why'd you start doing stand -up? Because when you give Ben Freeling five

minutes, he does five minutes.

Well, if the middle school talent show had a prize for not giving up... Oh,

look out!

Nathan,

I thought I killed someone.

Nope, already dead. What were you doing in the road?

I couldn't wait for you guys to come home.

Did you record Ben's act like I asked?

I see our principal is in the audience. Talk about being stupid.

And that's my time.

And she only hit record when she thought she was hitting stop. Probably for the

best. Dang it. I miss everything.

Hey, why is there a broken chair in the doorway?

Stay behind me.

Nathan, what happened here? I'm not sure.

I've been waiting outside for a while.

Guys, the elevator.

I made a nest.

Abaddon! Water delivery!

Whoa! You guys need help cleaning up, or... We're fine. Right, because I don't

know how to do anything but deliver water.

Abaddon, what the hell? There was a demon who looked just like me.

i had to assert dominance i think he means the mirror wait did you trash my

lobby because you saw your reflection well if i wasn't dead yet i would be now

life's funny

You, it looks like you threw your body at the wall. I did. Don't shoot the

messenger. Because the bullet would go straight through him. But it looks like

Abaddon also may have killed a deer on the back porch. That was not me.

The deer and I have a temporary alliance.

Against what?

Mothman. I always forget that his answers to questions will be bad. So

more about this talent show.

Did anyone beatbox? Were they better than me?

That's what you care about right now? Well, that's what you'd care about, too,

if you couldn't leave a hotel for all eternity.

I miss everything.

You know, no one ever says it, but being a ghost has its downsides. I gotta go

buy paint. You want a group activity?

Go clean up whatever Abaddon left of the deer. I left all of it because we have

an alliance!

Do we have to? I have a real fear of blood once it's outside of bodies.

Come on, it'll be fun.

Esther can be on mop, Ben can be on bone saw. Uh -huh.

Can I be on mop? Why are you making this difficult?

I'll be back soon. I'll be back in the vents. No, you've lost vent privileges.

You're coming with me. No, I'm going in the vents. You're going to town. Do you

want to walk to the car or be carried?

I want to go in the vents. Carried it is.

You're going to hurt your mouth.

In hell, I had five mouths. Fine, go nuts.

I can't or I'll get another ticket, because to everyone else in the world,

you're just a small child and not the immortal cause of at least a third of my

problems. And you are the cause of all of mine. I know that's not true. I just

heard you complain about a mothman.

The mothman.

Look, it's our first time in town together, and everyone already thinks of

the owner of that hotel with all the screaming. So let's set some ground

You don't glare, you don't attack anyone, and if someone smiles at you,

aren't trying to...

Siphon your wicked essence.

That's how it happens. Just keep your mouth closed and your hands in your

pockets.

I want the beach music.

Yep,

that's a dead deer, all right. Not just a dead deer.

Oh, God, there's something in there? Yeah, I'll say.

A mystery.

What did this? These bite marks are way too big to be Abaddon. And look at these

claw marks.

Abaddon's scratches don't break the skin because Mom cuts his nails.

Can we please focus on how to get this deer into a trash bag?

Why? Were you able to find something you don't want us to find?

Where were you when this deer died?

Uh, getting booed by the whole school.

Story checks out. But that means the killer's still on the loose.

Not if we stop him. Or her.

Or it.

I'll do a tracking spell.

Hey. I just feel like our task was to clean up this deer, and you both might

moving away from that.

Ben, why would we do that?

Because Esther loves hunting things, and I'm desperate for an adventure that

includes me? Come on, Ben.

Yeah, seriously, Ben.

Let's just get the legs in the bag. No, wait, I'm in ritual.

Happy now?

Uh, if I'm being honest, yes.

Then you can clean the blood.

It'll be fine. No one knows he's a demon.

He's just a little boy.

I ate all your chapsticks.

Yeah, I can't do this. But I also can't leave you alone in the car where someone

can see.

What are you doing?

It'll be so quick. I want to go back to the hotel.

And we will, in an hour. Maybe two.

Stop finding this. You might like it in there. Catherine?

Hi, Charlie.

Is that a boy in your trunk?

I am worth six, boys.

This is my nephew.

Yeah, I'm buying a plant that's his size and I wanted to see if it would fit in

the trunk.

Nope. So, how's my nemesis doing at the rival hotel?

Kidding! Can you imagine if we were like that? Instead of acquaintances quickly

becoming friends?

Do you still intend to trap me in the trunk?

Do I still?

Abaddon, go play!

Keep your hands in your pocket.

Oh, bed and breakfast looks good.

Oh, this old hunk of junk? Funny story. I painted the gutters last week.

Charlie, I've got errands, so... Hey, I get it. I'm busy, too. I mean, running a

hotel during leaf -peeping season and leaf -peeping central.

I can't make my famous cider fast enough for the guests to buy jugs to bring

home. You see my nephew?

You know, I had a couple drop by looking for a wedding venue, and I had to tell

them, guys, I'm fully booked. You don't have any space, do you? I, uh, yeah, I'd

have to check. I'll send them your way.

Bye, Charlie.

Someone in there took my shoes.

Abaddon, get out.

What did I say about your hands? That they are my grabbers for committing my

darkest deeds.

I said keep them to yourself.

Hey, that's the boy who jumps in my car at night. Oh, you're thinking of another

boy. Another boy dressed like he's from the 1700s? He ate all the...

He breaks into my kitchen and sits on the table. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. So

sorry.

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry. Sorry's all around.

I'll bring you that cider recipe.

You forgot to get paint.

Good old vinegar and baking soda.

What can't you clean?

What do you think? Dennis, make a year. There's a monster in the hotel.

Duh. There's lots of monsters in the hotel.

Dr. Coffin. The Bandersnatch. The Glob. The Gouger. The Mind Swallower. Screech.

Light Pass.

Little Big Face.

The Bog Boys.

There's a monster in the clock right now.

I mean a new monster. A dear and possibly Ben Killey monster. You guys

right. I just pulled this out of the front porch.

Hmm. Obsidian non -reflective.

Unnaturally sharp.

For God's sakes, it's school pictures next week.

I just remembered I heard howling in the upstairs hallway last night. Dead deer

howling in the hallway.

Supernatural claw.

Interesting. Interesting?

Like, we have a mystery?

Interesting? No, Uncle Nathan. We don't have a mystery.

We have a werewolf.

That's why we don't eat yogurt in the car.

And how long has he been breaking into homes at night? 200 years.

What? Because the night is my canvas and terror my paint.

I'd like PB &J for lunch.

Something funny? Same story, different decade.

Abaddon's been terrorizing this land and the people who own it for 300 years.

Any tips?

Only if you want to know what doesn't work. People have tried throwing him in

the lake, burying him alive, sending him to a boarding school with a bogus

-owned tough love.

Heck, they've even chained him up in the attic.

I reckon the chain's still up there.

I'm not chaining him up. Wouldn't work even if you did. A demon can't be

contained.

Then maybe I don't contain him. Like you said, people have tried and failed for

hundreds of years. Maybe I have to direct him, give him purpose, meaning,

objectives. Those are all synonyms.

Abaddon!

I was lurking. You're getting a job.

I didn't know we had a whiteboard.

Good for us.

I've pulled together everything I could find about werewolves. Known sightings,

known weaknesses.

I also watched all the Twilight movies. I see a lot of myself in Jacob.

Look, I know I said we had a monster, but are we sure it's a werewolf? Are

things even real?

Ben, do you want to be eaten?

You know I don't.

I know the signs. We got a werewolf. Technically a lycanthrope since it can

clearly transform at will. And now that it's here, we have to transform into

werewolf killers.

So how do we find this thing? By finding the human that hides the monster.

And I think I already did.

Our hotel's only current guest, Jeremy Laramie.

Oof. Bet he got teased for that in school.

I bet that that teasing cultivated inner strength.

According to my ghost contacts, Jeremy checked in two days ago in the middle of

the night, alone, wearing dirty clothes covered in fur. And his room is upstairs

where Uncle Nathan heard howling.

This is our werewolf.

It all connects. Because she drew lines connecting them. We cannot accuse a

guest of being a werewolf. Why not? gonna accuse him we're gonna attack him

incinerate him and spread his ashes on moving water your brother has a point

esther as the adult here i'm gonna have to insist that we prove this guest is a

werewolf before we attack him hey is that a picture of me it

sure is yeah we take pictures of all the guests you can buy them at the end like

a roller coaster

I don't want a job. Abaddon, jobs give people purpose and make them happy.

You don't seem happy. Because I'm busy finding jobs for demons.

Speaking of, I found a job that I think will be perfect for you. Since I'm

guessing demons like torturing things, I thought you could torture the hotel

dirt. The noise is pleasing.

And it comes with attachments, so you can also torture the stairs.

We'll find a different job.

Are you following me? Oh, no. We were just... Really?

Keep him busy. Don't let him eat you.

Uh, yes.

I was following you. To see if you would like a tour of the hotel.

Oh.

Sure. Wait, really? Yeah. Why not?

Uh, okay.

Great. And let's start in the parlor, which is a prime example of the neo

-gothic style.

Okay,

Jeremy. You can hide that you're a werewolf, but you can't hide the fur you

on the bed!

Surprisingly clean.

Shower drain pipes are clean, too. But all this proves is that he sleeps and

showers, human. And that he n - I knew he would search his room, so he hid all

the evidence that he's a werewolf. Ah, he would.

What's our move?

Toss the place.

Can't toss, but I'll match your energy.

Toss! Then you throw them into the washer to torture the stain.

Now you try.

Abaddon?

I was using that. What is your problem?

I'm an immortal evil bound to the body of a boy in a place I despise. So why

leave? Because hell might come for me.

Huh?

I had a job in hell, you know. I was a gatekeeper in the fifth ring of the

Sunless City. I determined who would enter for torture and who would fall

the abyss for different torture.

Then in my 10 ,000th year, I was sent to Earth to wreak havoc.

I was

safe,

but... Bound powerless to this form, doomed to wander the earth forever.

But I always hoped that my home would come for me. At this, the site of my

failure.

Did you say you were a gatekeeper?

Ugh, we must be missing something.

We tore apart his whole room. Who's cleaning that up, by the way? Maybe I

wrong. Maybe he isn't the werewolf.

Jeremy's the werewolf. I friggin' knew it!

How do you know?

Did you see him turn? Does it happen all at once, or does it start with his

hands turning into paws? Huh?

No, no. I was giving him a tour.

I had my whistle ready to go in case he tried anything, but he just kept talking

about how lonely he was. And when I changed the subject to how the wallpaper

an original because we had a sewage leak, he looked at me and asked if I

it's possible to transform into something completely different.

So I ran.

I don't get it.

Why would he ask you about transforming?

Oh, God, don't you see?

Jeremy wants to bite Ben and turn him into a werewolf friend. What? I can't be

werewolf. I already don't fit in. Enough looking for proof. No one turns Ben

into a monster but me.

Wait, are you going to do that? I don't know, Ben, but I know that no one else

gets to try. If we can't find proof Jeremy's a werewolf, we'll force it out

him.

It's sleeveless. It's called a vest. And as the bellhop slash gatekeeper of the

hotel, you are the only one who gets to wear it while you stand here and hold

the door for people. And destroy our enemies?

If you see any enemies, go nuts.

In the meantime, I'm going outside.

Okay, I'll leave you to it. And hey, I'm proud of you.

I'm actually going to my office, though.

Hello? If you're calling room service, we don't have deer. Or room service.

Help! Now!

Got him!

What is happening?

It's time for your early checkout.

Stop it!

I'll make you a werewolf! But I'm not!

Uh, Esther?

I don't think the silver coins are burning him. He seems a little scared of

wolf's pain on the bad.

I'm scared of the bad.

Did we attack a guest for no reason? Yes.

He wasn't asking you, werewolf. Felt like such a solid plan two minutes ago.

No one leaves until we figure this out.

Remember when you said the demon in Abaddon couldn't be contained?

Well, guess who just contained him?

Congratulations.

Hey, am I crazy or is there a little vibe here?

Oh, um...

Abaddon, how's my little gatekeeper doing? I need rope to find the great

He nearly entered the hotel, but I protected him.

Sorry, what great enemy?

Felta Breeze, is that the kidnapper?

Sorry, I don't want to label you if that's not how you see yourself. It's

show. Oh, God.

This is just preliminary. I lack the strength to hoist him by his nipples.

I thought he was your nemesis. Doesn't mean I want him tortured.

Where I come from, it does.

But you live on Earth now.

I really tried to meet you halfway, Abaddon, but that only works if you meet

halfway, too.

I'll be back when I figure this out.

Very well. And I'm taking back the vest.

No!

This is fixable. I'll get him off property. It's not a crime if the

person goes free, right?

Someone there?

I hear footsteps.

There's that breathe again.

FYI, there's a gap at the bottom of the sack so I can see feet.

Man, those are some memorable shoes.

This was all a big mistake.

I get it. Before I got knocked out, I was on my way to see a friend at her

to share an apple cider recipe.

And wouldn't you know it, I got all the way there before I realized I left the

recipe at home.

That's your big mistake?

Hello? That bell sounds familiar.

And that voice.

And still those shoes.

I'll be right back.

You should be burning his skin off. Get off me. He needs to eat it. Help!

I'm being attacked by kids and a ghost in a confusing way.

Esther, what are we doing here?

I don't know. I was pretty sure he was a werewolf. Pretty sure? You said he was

a werewolf. That you were an expert at new designs.

Designs can mean a lot of things. While we're confessing stuff, I'm not sure I

heard howling in the hallway. What?

I think it's more that I hoped I heard howling, because it would mean a hotel

adventure with you guys.

Just hard, you know, being trapped here, missing out on precious memories.

And I'm sorry that led to a crime, but I won't apologize for loving too much.

Yeah, we're going to jail. No, this is our guy.

If you're not a werewolf, why did you check in in the middle of the night?

Because my wife kicked me out. Why are your clothes covered in fur?

Because I breed huskies.

That's actually why my wife kicked me out. Why'd you talk to me about people

transforming? Because I want to change for my wife.

But I don't know if true change is possible.

I love breeding huskies.

Oh, metaphorical transformation.

Oh, this is my fault. I'm so used to everything that happens here having a

supernatural cause.

No, it's my fault. I was having too much fun bonding to be the adult and say you

can't attack a guest.

What? We both went.

Well, I don't think this is my fault. Ben, we both went.

Fine, fine. Okay.

It's my fault because I... Found a claw.

Hey, yeah, it is your fault. Wait, where'd Jeremy go?

If he goes to the police, we'll go to juvie, and you'll really never get to

spend time with us.

Jer -bear, let's talk, bud.

Can I help you? Oh, I hope so. My wedding is next month. Ah, 50 guests.

looking for a venue, and the man at the B &B in town said you might have space.

Charlie sent you.

Yes, Charlie. Curly, the nicest man.

So nice. What dates were you thinking about?

Well, we're looking at two dates, the beginning of March and the end of March.

We just don't know. Why don't you sit down over there, and I will be right

I told you not to move. I know.

But then I thought, maybe it would be a good idea to try to escape, since I

don't know your intentions.

Water delivery!

I delivered the wrong water last time. I think I got flustered when you made me

feel small.

Anyway, where do you want these? Is it about time?

It's a fantastic time.

Closet under the stairs.

Just one second.

Hang on.

Hartford Green?

Amber? Holy cow, how are you? I'm getting married.

Didn't you marry Alicia Shaw?

Sure did.

It's not going great. She's not sure she's done having fun.

What does that mean to you? I know what I think it means.

Oh!

Uh -oh, I see some new feet.

Are you all kidnappers? I can explain.

Let's hear her out.

Wait, I know that boy.

Amber, the soon -to -be bride. Did you ever check out the Underville?

Yeah, right now. No kidding.

Oh, hey, Catherine.

Hang on, your shoes.

Charlie, you know, this is a huge misunderstanding.

Nothing like this has ever happened before.

Grab them before I get you a ball!

Someone call the cops!

These people think I'm a werewolf! Not anymore!

I was blinded by adventure. I was just following orders and I'm willing to

testify. I am not having my wedding here. And I'm not delivering this water.

Everyone calm down.

I'm sure my good friend Catherine has an explanation for all of this.

I... Yes, I just, um... I'm sorry, everyone.

This is all my fault. I tied up Mr. Charlie. I was just trying to help my

Kathy. But I know it was wrong.

Here, take away my baseball glove.

And don't let me have ice cream for a month.

Aw! I forgive him! Let the boy eat ice cream! I was still attacked by these

three! I'll refund your stay, and you can take anything you want from the

as an apology.

I'm taking a lounge chair for my dogs.

Hey! I'm still bringing you that apple cider recipe.

Thank you, Charlie.

Are you sure your B &B doesn't have room for my wedding? Aw.

I think we can figure it out. I know the owner. You're the owner! I'm the owner

of the hotel!

Next time a water delivery guy offers to help you, let him.

Hey, Amber, wait up!

Abaddon? Get me a dead squirrel.

Abaddon, what was that?

That was me meeting you halfway.

May I have my vest?

I guess you've earned it.

Wait, how did you get free?

Oh, I cut my hand off. Oh, God.

I'll get the packing tape.

Can someone get the door?

Wait, if there wasn't a werewolf, what killed the deer and made those claw

marks?

Oh, good, a new Strange Fear. Who needs to go to a talent show? The real drama's

right here in the hotel.

And I have a feeling this old gal has a thousand stories left to tell.

It was a good little haunted hotel.

We've got to stay home more. Yeah, he's really losing it.