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Once upon a time long, long ago,

there lived a powerful witch

whose name was Ruth Hallow.

Ruth then had a child,

a beautiful daughter called Belle.

Who at the age of 18,

her mother's magical powers befell.

Then so it came to pass

that every Hallow daughter

will be taught the traditions and lore.

But only one of these daughters

will be passed down the magic of the Hallows before.

When this young Hallow became of age,

an amulet will be bestowed.

But what one does with such mystical powers

can never be foretold.

Through the generations,

as witches were shunned for their dark powers,

and magic was no longer renowned,

mystical amulet soon became a curse

to the Hallow bloodline

and was feared to be passed down.

Still, there must be a high witch

as it always has bound.

Now, that is our story,

so let us begin.

-Eve! Wake up and happy birthday!

Okay, this year, for my birthday,

I wanna sleep for another five minutes, okay?

Eve, you sleep too much as it is.

It's not healthy.

Plus, Dad says you have to wake up

and make breakfast.

Seriously?

Why do I have to be the responsible one all the time?

Because Zack still trips on his shoelaces

and I'm too short to reach the top shelf in the pantry.

Dad picked it out. Zack and I just signed.

There's 40 buck in there, so don't lose it.

Thank you.

I'll crack some eggs. You get ready.

-Okay.

And why didn't you sign my card?

No Happy Halloween, no happy birthday, no nothing?

-All right. Come on.

Come on, Barnaby.

Our fans await.

Good morning. Thanks for the card.

Yup. Happy Halloween and stuff.

-Did Dad already leave? -Yup. Just us unsupervised youth.

That's okay. I got this!

As a fully mature 18-year-old,

I can be held responsible for nourishing

-her hungry siblings. -Zack already had cereal.

-Two bowls. -Zack, that isn't a real breakfast.

TV commercials beg to differ.

-Dad says he needs help at the store today.

-As soon as you can, head over there. -Seriously?

Not on my birthday.

He knows the midnight show is tonight.

I'll come with.

I can help things

get done faster so you're free.

-No, Jessa, that's okay. -But I want to!

What am I gonna do here, watch myself lose at life?

Well, you can carve a pumpkin or something.

Mom used to love doing that.

We're far too old for such nonsense.

Maybe I'll just join you instead.

Jess, I have some big kid stuff

to do today, okay?

I promised Sarah

we'd go to the play and--

Plus, we need someone to stay here

for trick-or-treating, right?

-Zack can do it. -I can't. Got lacrosse practice.

-See you. -Fine. I'll stay.

-We'll do something later, okay? -Yeah. Sure. Whatever.

Hey! Aw, thanks!

This is in mint condition.

You can see there's no scratches.

The bottom still looks good.

Exactly, and it's good quality.

-So, what do you think, five, six dollars? -That works for me.

Oh, there's the birthday girl!

And she's only ten minutes late for work.

-I can finally stop holding my breath. -I'd prefer if you didn't.

-Cut her some slack. It's her birthday. -Right.

She's allowed to be a little late.

Cutting me some slack would mean

I didn't have to come in to work at all.

You're looking a little old

for it to only be your 18th birthday.

-Are you sure? -How'd you like to stop

having birthdays?

You know what, it is her birthday,

so I'm thinking maybe we should let her go.

-Aw, thanks, Wade. -Oh, no, I'm sorry,

I meant, like, let her go forever.

Like, fire her

because we don't really need her.

She's a terrible worker.

Come on, Wade. Don't say that.

Eve is essential to this operation.

Mainly because, well, she's my daughter

and I don't have to pay her.

Nothing says family togetherness

-like unpaid labor. -Come on, honey.

You gotta learn the ropes

if you're ever gonna take over

the family business someday.

Aw, Dad, sometimes it seems like

you never want me to leave.

Honey, it's not a family business if--

it is not run by the family.

-Right? That's crazy. -Mm-hmm.

First thing, a stranger buys the place

then we slip into obscurity.

No one knows where we are. The city crumbles.

Pandemonium breaks out, and the dead rise from the grave.

Dad, okay, okay. I'll stay.

-We're gonna get you therapy, but I'll stay. -Okay. Deal.

But, first, would you mind

boxing up that stuff over there?

-Sure. -And we will finish packing the brass pieces.

Does anyone read these books?

You mean those books in particular

or just, like, books in general?

-Probably not lately. -Yeah.

It's too bad because I am sure

that there is

some kind of lost treasure

in there somewhere.

A key?

It's to your mother's old trunk downstairs.

-Really? But when I was a kid you never let me-- -I know. I know.

But you're not a kid anymore.

I think you're old enough to handle it.

Happy birthday, Evie.

You didn't really need me for work today, did you?

Go!

You've only been waiting your whole life.

Thanks, Dad. Come on, Barnaby.

Come on.

She reminds me so much of her mother.

Yeah, I know, right?

Ambitious, graceful

stubborn, yet somehow, still beauti--

-Ah! -Cute. She's cute.

She's kinda cute. Sometimes. Um...

When she's not being mean to me, she's, um--

Wanna-- uh-- the books.

Wanna see what's in Mom's old trunk?

Come on.

This thing is rusty.

Wow! Got it open.

-It's my mom as a little girl.

"Hallow?"

I thought her last name was Smith.

Let's see what else is in here.

My mom must've gone

to some pretty crazy costume parties.

Oh, wow! Look at this.

What else is in here?

Look.

It seems so familiar.

Your mother used to wear that

when you were a baby.

You loved it.

You were always holding onto it.

Playing with it. You were amazed by that thing.

-I was almost jealous of it.

But I still do not know why she was so adamant

about you not having it before your 18th birthday.

Hey, hey!

What's wrong, honey?

I just worry that I'm starting

to forget her.

You know, the little things, like

how she used to wear her hair and, uh,

like what she used to drink when she was hot outside or--

what she used to do with her hands

when she was thinking.

Do you still remember that lullaby

the two of you always sang?

She would sing it to you when you couldn't sleep.

Then you would both start humming it.

And before you knew it, you were sleeping like a baby.

You know what?

Now that I think about it,

that was probably just an excuse

to get out of helping me clean up after dinner.

It still smells like her.

I mean, if she'd been stuck in a trunk for ten years.

Honey, listen to me.

I never want you to worry about...

forgetting her.

Your mother's unforgettable.

Dad, do you mind if I borrow some of these dresses?

It might be fun to wear tonight.

Take whatever you'd like. They're all yours.

Thanks, Dad.

-I love you. -I love you, too.

Hey, Dad?

I thought Mom's name was Smith.

It was.

Well, this photo says, "Hallow."

Well, that's strange.

Maybe it was

your grandmother's maiden name.

I don't remember.

Hey.

Wait a second! Let me see these.

-Eve, these are incredible. -And they're not yours.

We seriously could've used these

for the show.

Our costumer's exclusively

pulling from the dollar store, basically.

Look, I'm just saying, what do you really need these for?

You don't dress up for Halloween

or for your birthday anymore.

-So, maybe this year I will. -Come on.

Fine, I'll come by the theater later

and see what you can use.

Seriously? Oh! Thank you! Thank you so much.

But they were my mother's, so if you ruin them, I ruin you.

-Got it? -I-- totally gotten. Thank you.

And, Eve! Um...

I have a gift for you.

It's at my house though, so I

-don't have it here. -Yeah. Sure, Wade.

Bye, Dad.

-Bye, Sweetie. I love you. -Love you, too.

Come on.

Now, don't make a sound when we go inside the restaurant

and I'll give you a French fry or two.

Got a deal? Good boy.

Sorry, we don't allow dogs here.

Oh, he's a service dog.

What does he do?

H-He relieves my anxiety

-so I don't get stressed and barf.

Mm-hmm.

Happy birthday!

Yeah, sorry, you were ten minutes late and I got hungry.

Make a wish!

-Did you make that wish for me? -Well, there's no guys

-that I'm interested in these days. -Because you're weird.

So, what are the plans for tonight?

I was thinking

that maybe after the play we could

-throw you a little party. -Sarah, no.

-I told you, no parties. -Okay, Eve, why do you dissuade my genuine

interest in making you a more well-rounded

and extroverted individual?

Why do I have to be the party all the time?

It is exhausting being this fun.

Can we just, this once, have a party

for your 18th -birthday/ -Halloween?

Please?

Take a look at this. I think that's my mom.

So, are you saying we can have a party

if I invite your mother who passed away a year ago?

-No. -Thank goodness,

'cause I don't know the first thing about a séance.

Although, I could learn.

I could totally add it to my planning services.

Sarah Ettles, party planner, does love a challenge.

-So-- -Can you focus?

-Yes. -Okay. Look at this.

This is my mom when she was little.

It says "Haidy and Didi Hallow."

My parents used to always say that her last name was Smith

-but is says "Hallow" here. -Wait, "Haidy Hallow,"

like the woman that everyone says

is related to Delayna in the play?

Yes! That was Haidy Hallow

and people used to claim that she was a witch, too.

Maybe she's your grandma or something?

What's the big deal?

-Now look at this. -Wow!

-That's insane. -I know, it's beautiful, right?

And apparently, it belonged to my mother.

Oh, oh, and, then, look.

-Then there's this. Okay, um--

-Nathan's coming. -Hide this, hide this. Act cool.

-Act cool. Hide that. Thank you. -Hey, ladies.

-Hi, Nathan! How are you? -How's it going?

I'm pretty good, except having to work on Halloween.

Would rather be anywhere else but here.

Well, it could always be a school day,

so at least it's a weekend.

So, uh,

are you going to the play tonight?

I thought about it

but Allison's having that party too.

Oh, yeah! That's right.

We're going to that too. We're going to both.

Really? I never see you at parties.

I thought you guys just went to go see movies and plays and stuff.

Well, we changed our mind.

So, maybe you can come with us

if you'd like.

Ow! Sorry, my arthritis

it always acts up this time of year.

Ow-- 'Kay.

So, what are you dressing up as?

Prince Charming.

How original.

And let me guess,

Allison is going to be a fairy princess?

You know, I actually don't know.

Well, spoiler alert, she's always a fairy princess.

-What about you guys?

-Well-- -Witches.

-Yup. We're going as witches. -Fun.

-So, whose birthday is it? -That'd be me.

-Your birthday's on Halloween? Yes.

-It's kinda weird, right? -Yeah, but I like it.

No! It's great. It's fantastic. It's awesome.

How about some pizza on the house?

-That would be amazing. -Extra pepperoni, please.

He's so cute!

Okay, now that I helped you, you need to help me.

-Sarah, over here. Sarah! -Yes.

-Sorry. What? -So. What do you think of this?

Well, I think when we get back to your place

we should like, Google translate this

and see what we've gotten ourselves into.

-But after the pizza. -Okay.

-Hey, we're you going? -Soccer practice. See ya!

Okay. Have fun.

-What are you up to? -You're lookin' at it.

-Oh! Sad. -But now that Sarah Ettles, party planner is here

-maybe we should throw ourselves a little party. -Hmm?

-Come on. -Hey, where you guys going now?

-To my room. -Can I come?

-Okay. -Maybe in a little while.

We have some big kid things to discuss first.

Guys!

I'm thinking about running around on the streets

while playing with matches

-and a gas can now! -Okay, have fun!

Unbelievable.

Well, their definitely spells and incantations.

-I guess the stories are true. -What stories?

That Haidy Hallow was a witch.

Who knows? Maybe your mom was too.

Come on, Sarah.

I'm just kidding!

All that junk is probably just

stuff she kept from your family inheritance.

Who knows, maybe your ancestors

were a bunch of Wiccan wackos or whatever.

Yeah, but see, my mom would've told me.

And if she's been wearing this

since I was a kid then she must've known.

Lying and not telling somebody something

are two completely different things.

What's the big deal? It's kinda cool.

I mean,

your birthday falls on Halloween

and you have a family ancestry of witchery?

I'm jealous.

Oh, and these dresses. I mean, come on.

You've gotta try one of these on.

The first couple of spells in this book

are about some sort of protection.

-Protection? -Yeah, like a witch's protection.

Maybe the amulet?

No, see, in this one, it's depicted by a man.

It's like a guardian of some sort.

I think it says something like, "Bring to life my protector."

"Bring to life my protector?"

Yeah. See, it says,

-Eve, what was that? -I don't know!

-It was the amulet! -Um--

That wasn't the amulet. That was you.

-Hey, guy.

There's a creepy man in your room!

Oh! And an overly dramatic party planner, Sarah Ettles.

-He knows my name? We're goners!

-What happened?

-Jessa, call the--

-What is it? -He's gone.

-Who's gone? -No one.

Eve, you know you're not allowed

to have boys over in your room.

-It wasn't a boy. It was a...

-A beetle. -Yeah, yeah. A really big beetle.

Yeah, I suppose you guys are a bit too...

boring to have boys over.

But...

-Okay, I swear, I thought your dog was a--

-Person?

Thank you.

That would've got old real quick.

I may look like this, but I still hear like a dog.

-Barnaby, is that you? -It's me. Wanna pet my head?

Ooh, you became an aggressive little witch.

Hey, watch your mouth!

Wait, what did you just call me?

What did ya think ya heard?

Did you just call me a "witch"?

If I say yes, you gonna zap me again?

-No. -Then yes.

-You've gotta be kidding.

-We just talked about this.

No, no, no! -Sarah, wait!

Ooh!

Sarah, are you okay? Did I hit you?

No! You didn't hit me with your crazy

finger-wand-lightsaber thingies.

Seriously? This cannot be happening!

-Oh, it's happening.

-Sarah, why don't you sit down for a minute?

Okay.

Can you please explain to me

what exactly is going on here?

And how you went from being my dog

-to a man? -Oh. Yeah, that.

Well, you see, normally, I could change into any form I want

but I got stuck in that darn dog body.

I've been on all fours for decades now.

And I've seen some things.

Simply put, you're a witch.

Which-- happy birthday, by the way.

We're happy about that, right?

Okay, not sure yet? It's cool.

What do you mean I'm a witch?

You don't just become a witch.

Witches practice witchcraft. I don't!

And even those

who do practice the Dark Arts

-are-- are not magic for real! -Says who?

You or the little zap-you-wand thingies from your fingers?

Look, you come from a very old line

of witches known as "The Hallows."

And in every generation, someone inherits

the Hallow family amulet.

Which makes the grand high witch of this generation...

Eve Hallow.

And what does that make you?

Her magic black cat except in cute puppy form?

I could've been a cat

but that whole bathing yourself with your tongue thing

always kinda weirded me out.

No, you see, I'm your familiar.

-My familiar? -Yup.

It's my job to protect the possessor of the amulet.

In fact, I've been protecting your family lineage for generations

as the amulet has been passed down.

That's why no one can remember how old you are.

Yup. It's all part of the magic package.

-So, you knew my mother. Was she a witch too? -She sure was.

Well, a fairly nonpracticing one

after your grandma was nearly shunned for it.

Did she have magical finger-wand thingies too?

She did, and she was a wiz with that amulet.

So, wait.

What does the amulet do exactly?

Oh, that old thing? Could do pretty much anything.

It possesses all the magic of all the Hallows before.

-How does it work? -Well,

since the magic is already inside you,

the amulet just boost what you have

when you tell it what to do.

You just have to be very specific

and know exactly what spell you wanna cast.

If you're too vague, it'll fill in the blanks.

That can be funny

or sometimes, not so much.

I can't believe my mom never told me.

Well, because you weren't old enough to know

and even then, I'm not sure she wanted you to know.

Your grandma Haidy had a very hard life.

Because people realized she was a witch?

She helped a child once who fell over a bridge during a boat parade.

She caught him with her magic.

The people didn't understand.

Or wouldn't.

-I smell birthday cake.

I'm home!

Well, I guess you're gonna need

a new costume for tonight.

-What? -Well--

you can't dress up like a witch

if you are a witch.

It's not really a costume, right?

Too soon. Okay.

-Hey, kiddo. -Hey.

-What do you think? You think she'll like it? -Mm-hmm.

-Hmm. -Oh, hi Sarah.

What are you--?

-Hope you like carrot cake. -I like cake!

That is all. Yes.

So, what are you kids' plans this evening?

The town play and Allison Stone's

stupid soiree since Eve won't let me throw her

a far more fabulous affair instead.

I'll go to Allison's stupid soiree with Eve

-if you don't wanna go. -Oh, no, no, no.

No, I'm still going.

I can't leave Nathan alone

with grody little Allison Stone.

Come on, kiddo, wouldn't you rather go

trick-or-treating?

You mean running around all night in costumes

that make it difficult to identify

kidnappers clearly?

Whoo. Can't you just see me now?

"Hey, Jessa, I love your costume!

What is it?"

"Oh, I call this my Amber Alert

Waiting To Happen.

But don't worry, I have my chocolate bar here

with a razor blade in its nougat."

Isn't she cute?

-Mm-hmm. -Jessa, sweetie, I wish you'd cut back

-on the crime dramas. -So do the criminals.

Eve?

Carrot cake, huh?

-Your favorite. -Um...

sorry, Dad, I'm really not hungry right now.

This was really sweet of you though.

Maybe I'll have a piece later?

-Is she okay? -Yeah.

Yeah, um...

she just needs to have a little talk with Barnaby.

-A-A talk? -Yes!

He pee-- peed on her floor.

So, bad dog.

Bad dog.

Can I just-- I don't wanna waste that.

Bye.

-With Barnaby? -Don't look at me. She's Eve's friend.

Nope! Mm-mm. Get your own, you mangy mutt.

So, what happened to my mother then?

Well, when Didi was 12,

she and I were shipped off to her great aunt's.

That's where the name changed.

-Why did my dad lie to me? -Well, he didn't.

You see, when your mom got sick,

she was afraid what might happen

if she wasn't around to teach you all the things

your grandma tried to hide from her.

So, she locked it all in that trunk and then cast a spell on your father

so he wouldn't remember any of your ancestry.

Wow. That's heavy.

But, wait, if the magic

wasn't passed down to me what would've happened to it?

Nothing. Anyone opening that trunk

it would've just been a bunch of junk.

It's in Latin. Who knows Latin?

Is this my mother's handwriting?

I suppose it could be.

Guys, I think I understand this.

Wait. No. There's no way you can read Latin.

You barely got an "A" in Spanish.

Yeah, but now she possesses

all the knowledge of the amulet.

She should be able to read everything just fine.

-He's right. I am reading it. -Okay, so, what does it say?

Okay, so, for example, this one...

I think it's a spell to light a flame.

Should we try it?

-Please don't. -Come on, if it it's one of my mom's,

it can't be bad, right?

Okay.

-Concentrate on the match.

Okay, um...

It didn't work.

-I did it? -You did it.

-Cool! -Hi, could we just stop while we're ahead?

This one is to multiply your hearts' desires.

-Oh, I love this one. -Candy, that should be safe, right?

Okay.

Okay? Really?

So many things wrong with this picture.

-Can you make this stop? -Barnaby, how do I stop this?

I don't remember. It's been awhile.

Oh, here it is!

Okay, "How to recant one's own spells."

Oh, cool. I'm starting to get really good at this.

-Mm-hmm. -For sure.

You'll be able to destroy cities

-in no time. -Oh, how to turn your enemy

to stone.

Maybe we can turn Allison Stone into stone.

Okay, Eve, I think you're getting

way ahead of yourself here.

Your mother wanted to protect you

from all of this.

-My mother? -Yeah.

My mother.

Barnaby, earlier you said

my mother was a wiz with the amulet.

What could she do?

Well, she could conjure up just about anybody in that mirror.

One time, she even conjured up Joan of Arc!

Very interesting young lady.

Then that's what I want to do.

I wanna conjure my mom and talk to her.

Okay, Eve.

Are you sure you're ready for that?

Of course. Why wouldn't I be?

Oh, I don't know, maybe because

it's the hardest thing you've ever had to go through

and it's turned you into the shell

of my former friend.

Look, I just, I don't want you

to be disappointed if something goes wrong.

-You don't even know your powers yet. Maybe-- -Sarah.

Move your hand.

Now.

Okay.

Would you mind?

I'd kinda like to do this alone.

Fine.

Here it is! "To conjure a family member past."

Wow! It's in the same handwriting

as my mother's.

What if it was meant to be, Barnaby?

I think Sarah might be right.

It's not an easy spell for a beginner to do

and I don't think you should--

You're here to protect me, right?

Then I'll be fine.

-But Eve, there's consequences when-- -Barnaby.

-Sit.

Mom, is that you?

-Barnaby?

Some protector you are.

Well, hello darling!

Who are you? You're not my mother.

Ha! I should think not.

I'm barely old enough to be your big sister.

-What is that?

The question is not "What."

-It's who.

Oh, Delayna.

I should've known that whiff of lavender

laced with cyanide was you.

Oh, Barnaby. Lovely to see you.

Where are we anyhow?

Is this some

sort of two-sided torture chamber?

'Cause I could be ready.

I just need to take off my shoes.

-Pardon me. -It's not a torture chamber.

-It's my bedroom.

Oh, you are diabolical.

I like you.

And look!

Wearing my amulet, I see.

-Ha! -She's a Hallow too.

And it's not yours, it's hers now.

Oh, really? So, where is this?

-The future? -I don't understand.

I was trying to summon my mother.

Oh! So, that's what this is?

What a treat.

Magic is tricky.

It doesn't always work out the way you want it to.

Especially when your dear, sweet Auntie Delayna

has changed the spellbook

so that when her pea-brained descendent

does exactly that,

the new spell simply brings back

precious me instead.

Then that wasn't my mother's spell,

it was yours?

Oh, don't be so offended, darling.

It's nothing personal.

-Now, I'll take that amulet please.

You just stay right there

on the other side of that mirror, Delayna.

We don't want any trouble out of you this century.

She's not to be trusted.

Don't let that rotten little apple peel

tear our family apart.

We're the same blood.

I only want to help you see your mother.

Oh!

Sweet Didi, is it?

-You know my mother? -Of course, angel.

We all know each other here...

on the other side.

Don't listen to her, Eve.

Your mother would never

consort with such a dark-hearted temptress.

Delayna is the most diabolical

of the Hallow witches.

She's the real reason

why people loathe witches today.

Oh, Barnaby. Don't be so dramatic.

Immortality sure has turned you

into a boring little ham!

I know who she is.

The town puts a play on every Hallows' Eve

at midnight and you're in it.

You're the villain.

A play? About me?

How lovely!

And what happens in this play? Do tell.

You try to enslave the town.

Try to take the townspeople's souls.

Why would I ever want to do that?

I have no interest in others.

I'm the one with magic.

She's just messing with your head, Eve.

-Don't listen to her anymore. -Are you going to this play, dear?

I'm supposed to. I don't usually go though.

But I promised my friend Sarah that we would.

Everyone goes, except for the cool kids.

Who go to Allison Stone's party,

of course.

A party? With kids, you say?

-What year is it, anyhow? -2016.

2016.

I really do think I should see this 2016.

Don't you?

How 'bout I come over for a cup of "teen"?

I mean, tea!

You know what, Aunt Delayna?

I think this has just been one huge misunderstanding.

And I think it's time you go back to your time, so--

Oh, there's no misunderstanding,

darling.

And if you do that,

you can forget about seeing your mother.

I'll tell you what,

let's make a little deal.

You give me that amulet,

I give you your mother.

-No, she's lying to you, Eve. -Fine.

You conjure me to the other side,

I give you your mother.

You can keep the amulet.

-Fair? -Don't listen to her!

-She just--

-Don't listen to him.

Trust the magic inside you, dear.

Your mother's magic?

What do I do?

I'll take that amulet now, dear.

You said you didn't want it. Now, where's my mother?

Well, I need the amulet

to bring her here, of course.

-That's all. -She's lying.

She told her sister the same thing.

-What are you talking about, Barnaby? -He's right.

In the play, you betray your sister's trust

and you take the amulet from her.

That's so silly.

I loved my sister.

She wanted me to have it.

I don't believe you.

If you ever want to see your mother again

you should reconsider.

It's "All Hallows' Eve," remember?

You only have till midnight to conjure her spirit

and, by then, I'll have an army of followers.

You won't stand a chance.

Strike a bargain with me now...

and I'll leave your silly little town

in peace.

We'll never trust you.

You have until midnight to decide.

-What now? -She'll do what she promised.

She'll recruit help. We have to stop her.

Where would she recruit help from?

I don't know, somewhere where there's lots of people.

Oh, no. The town play. That's where everyone will be tonight.

Then we have to get there first.

We'll need a cover. Those disguises!

Do you think she'd come back?

Trick or treat!

Jessa, what are you supposed to be?

I call it Boredom.

Don't take any shortcuts through dark alleys alone tonight.

You could be mugged or worse, killed.

-Don't eat your feelings. -Hmm.

Who was that? Jessa, are you okay?

I'm fine. Who are you?

-Barnaby. -That's our dog's name.

I told you to go into your other form.

He's, uh-- he goes to school with us.

-He's actually who I named Barnaby after. -Yeah, well.

-You look alike. -Sarah, are you still mad at me?

No.

Yes.

Can I have more chocolate while I think about it?

Look, I'm really sorry, but, uh,

we kinda have some bigger problems here, okay?

I know. I know. How'd it go?

It didn't work this time.

What didn't work this time?

Our efforts to get invited to the cool kids party.

But we still have the play.

-Right. -Wait, what about Nathan?

Sarah, I will take you there

after the play if we have time.

-But, first-- -Well, first

I think you girls should take some

of those dresses over to the theater for Wade.

-You promised. -Oh, Dad!

I didn't know you were-- This is Barnaby.

You're still talking to the dog.

-Hey, where did-- -No! Ha-ha!

It's just a little joke that we have.

-Uh-uh. -All right.

Well, you girls have a good time.

-But be safe.

-Yeah.

-Really? -Where'd he go? Back into your room?

No, I-- he must be waiting for us out front.

-Which means we need to get ready. -Okay.

-Yeah. -I wanna go to the play with you too.

Jessa, we have a couple of things

we have to take care of beforehand.

But, if it all goes well,

-we'll come back and get you, okay? -Fine.

-Yeah, okay. Come on. -Okay.

Trick or treat!

So, she's your long-lost aunt

and she wants to steal your amulet?

I guess so. But she's a Hallow.

And apparently, the worst of our kind.

But Eve can't just, like, send her back

since she's the one who has the amulet now?

Not without the proper spell.

And Delayna changed the spell so she could come back.

But there's not another spell in the book that can fix this.

Wow. That's spooky stuff.

How do we even know she's here, though?

Oh, she's here. I can smell her.

She's hiding behind one of these mirrors.

But if we're lucky, she'll stay hiding.

Especially if she hears that Eve's arrived.

And if not?

Then we fight back the best we can.

We have three hours till midnight, people,

which translates to three hours

until your life expectancy is determined by my fist

if you don't kill it before curtain call.

Where would she be?

You, Delayna.

Wade, watch out.

Hey, you guys made it!

How's it going? Ooh, hello.

She's not here.

Not anymore, but she was.

Well, where else could she be?

-I don't know. -Hey. What are you guys looking for?

Oh, just the actress playing the good witch.

-I really like her. -No, she is great.

Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling well,

so we had to replace her last minute.

-And who is this? -Oh, it's Barnaby.

-Would you believe it? -Barnaby.

Like your dog, Barnaby. That's good.

Yeah, don't ask. We actually need to leave.

-Right, Barnaby? -Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, wait!

I thought-- weren't we gonna use

-those dresses for tonight? -Oh, yeah, we will.

We just need them for right now

and we'll bring them before the town play.

Because, what, you're going trick-or-treating in them?

Because I know that Eve Moreland's

not going to some party, right?

Nope. Yup.

Just trick-or-treating with my little sister

which, actually, we'll be late for

if we don't leave now.

-Mm-hmm. -Okay.

-Okay. Fun, fun, fun, fun.

Hmm. Fun indeed.

Whoa! Cool!

-Who are you? -Who are you?

-I asked you first. -I'm older than you.

-Slightly. -I'm Jessa Moreland.

I'm Delayna Hallow.

Where are you, anyway?

Is that a two-sided mirror?

It is.

They put me here to make people

feel better about their reflections.

-Couldn't you tell? -I do like your dress, but.

Hmm. Yes.

It would look even better if I had my lovely amulet

that girl who just left was wearing.

Who? My sister?

Your sister? Who? Which one?

-Eve Moreland. -Eve is your sister?

Yup.

You must be the fun one of the two.

Eve can be fun. Well, she used to be anyway.

But you,

you seem like the one

with the real magic touch

like me.

-Ha! -Whoa! How did you do that?

Come closer

and I'll show you.

So, what do we do?

Just stakeout here and wait for her?

No, I bet she got something else planned

by now.

Besides, there's not enough people

here yet, anyway.

My bet, she's off recruiting

somewhere else by now, anyway.

Yeah, but where else in town are people

dumb enough to be following Delayna's will?

Allison Stone's party.

Mm-hmm.

-Name. -Okay, look.

When we get inside, make sure you guys stay close

'cause we have to browse in that book and find a spell

that's gonna help protect your friends.

Security. Nice touch.

Yeah, 'cause so many people wanna kill her.

Security shows an unnecessary use of force.

I like her style.

Great. Now how are we gonna get in?

Allow me.

Come on in.

-Name. -Eve Moreland.

Plus two guests.

I don't have an Eve Moreland on my list.

-I'm sorry. Could you check again?

Oh, look.

-Here it isn't. -You wanna move along now?

I'm sorry could you check one more time for "Eve Hallow"?

Oh. It's here. Come on in.

-Ha. -Ha.

Name?

Wow, this place is really cool.

Cool? No, no. Try amateur.

And not even trying.

There's Nathan.

-And there's that witch.

See? What'd I tell you? Fairy princess.

Can you, like, cast a spell

and turn her into a fly or something?

Hey! Magic is not for selfish agendas.

Well, I mean, it won't be selfish

if she's doing it for her best friend, right?

Can't I just, like, get him to notice her or something?

Do I have a spell for that?

I guess you could use the practice

for when Delayna does show up.

This is how it goes.

Witches use incantations and chantings

and things like that

in order to focus on what they really want to happen.

Pretty much anything goes.

Latin, hand signals,

-rhyming. -Oh! That's good. Rhyming.

-I like that. -Great! You can just

rhyme Nathan into my arms.

Whoa! Gnarly effects, yo.

Nope! Mm-mm. She's incanting.

Get out of here. Go. Thank you. Bye.

Perfect Prince Charming.

So near, yet so far.

Come show Sarah your true feelings.

-Whatever they are? -"Whatever they are!"

Oh. Okay. Here.

-Um. -Hey, guys.

Thank you so much for coming to my party.

Of course. You invited us, right?

Duh, of course. I always invite a couple lesser thans

to keep some street cred with the freaks and geeks.

All righty, then.

I think she's telling us her true feelings.

Oh. Okay.

You wanna know my true feelings?

-I think your party sucks. Ooh!

And I could've planned one ten times better-- Hi, Nathan!

I'm Prince Charming tonight, remember?

Of course! Prince Charming. Hi.

-Oh, could you excuse me?

And don't forget your one-way tickets

back to Loserville

-on your way out the door.

Okay! Somebody clip her wings.

-Hi! -Hi.

So, we're gonna go find

some magical refreshments inside.

Will you keep an eye on things out here?

Kee-- yeah. Yeah, for sure. Thank you. Okay.

-Hey. Hi. -Hi.

You have no idea.

After being a dog for 50 years

and not being able to eat chocolate...

without keeling over.

This party is totes the most.

-Barnaby. -Yeah?

Don't totes the most.

Oh, okay.

So, how much time do we have?

-It's 10:30 now.

There's got to be something in here to protect these people

-and stop Delayna from-- -From what?

Taking your little sister

to the other side?

Jessa? What are you talking about?

What have you done with my little sister?

Check the mirror in your locket.

-Jessa! Are you okay?

Sorry. She can't talk right now.

-I gave her a little

silent treatment.

-Barnaby, we have to give it back to her. -No.

Well, if you don't hand it over...

I'm going to turn her into an egg

-and hard-boil her. -Don't believe her, Eve. She's lying.

Besides, Jessa could never fit

through that locket, anyway.

Fine. I'll give you the amulet

but not here.

Somewhere where Jessa can pass through safely.

Fine. Meet me at the mirror

in the theater in one hour.

11:30.

Or she's a deviled egg.

-Delayna, don't you dare lay a hand on--

What are we gonna do now? She has Jessa.

We need find somebody who knows that book as well as Delayna.

Hey, maybe your grandmother Haidy.

She was a wise white witch back in her day.

Maybe we could conjure her spirit up

and she could tell us the spell

that'll bring Jessa back here safely.

But how, though, the last time we used

a conjuring spell we just brought back Delayna.

Do you have anything that might've belonged to her

that you're aware of?

Yeah! My locket.

It was my mother's but it was passed down

-from my grandmother. -Perfect!

Now we need a protected place where Delayna can't get to us.

But your family didn't move into that house

till after your mother passed away, though, so--

The antique shop.

It's been in my family forever.

Yes, I'm sure your mother must've put a protective spell

-over that. -It's worth a try.

-Let's go. -Okay.

That guy? No!

No, no, no, he's not-- he's not my boyfriend.

I don't-- I don't have a boyfriend.

Not that I don't want a boyfriend.

I do want a boyfriend, of course, I just--

I'm not trying to get you to be my boyfriend.

I mean, you're cute and all.

I just-- as if you'd even want

a boyfriend-- girlfriend!

A girlfriend.

I-- not that you can't have

a boyfriend, 'cause you can, I just--

-Hello, blondie. Ready to party?

If I were your girlfriend it would be awkward.

You know, like, this-- Well, then, hi, guys.

-Sarah, we have to go now. -What? The play isn't for, like, ever.

-She has Jessa. -What?

Yeah, she has Jessa.

We have to find a way to stop her.

-We have to go. -Sorry, I--

Leaving so soon?

Run!

-What do we do now?

Eve, recite one of those spells

-you did earlier. -I don't remember any--

-Hurry, hurry. -Okay,

-Did they all disappear? -No, but we can.

-Come on! Duck! -Okay.

Thanks for the killer party!

Wow, you're getting good at this.

-I'm impressed. -Yeah, good job stopping

the zombie brigade.

Do you think what she did to those kids is permanent?

No, no spells permanent when there's

another witch powerful enough to recant it.

Now let's go.

Yup. We're safe here.

What, do you smell some kind of, like,

magical elixir Eve's mother left behind

-to protect the place? -No, it's just a feeling I've got.

-So then, what do you smell?

Moth balls. Potent!

-You guys ready? -Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Hearken my words.

Spirits, hear my cry.

I call upon Haidy Hallow, the owner of this locket

to join us from the other side.

Hi, Haidy.

Barnaby! You rascal!

How old are you now, anyway?

Oh, you know age is just a number.

Hmm. In your case, a very long one.

And you two. What are your names?

Eve. I'm Eve Moreland and this is my friend, Sarah.

Eve.

You have the same eyes as my daughter.

Because I'm your granddaughter.

You are, aren't you?

The sweet daughter of my Didi.

What a vision.

My mom said she doesn't remember

much about you when she was alive.

Well.

It was kind of hard being a witch.

The magic,

the hunger for power, it was a struggle every day.

I didn't want her to grow up like me.

So, I put a hex on her.

I wanted her to have the very best chance

at a normal life.

So, you took away her memories of you?

Most of them. Yes.

And I made her forget the powers of the amulet

and hexed Barnaby to stay a dog.

To be a sweet, loyal companion.

To help her so that she would never harm herself.

I don't think he did a very good job

-looking at the two of you. -How could I?

The magic is bursting from the seams in this one!

Yeah, so much so that I've brought back

the evil witch from our family tree.

-Is that so? -Yeah. Delayna.

-Oh, my goodness. -That's why we called you.

'Cause she changed the book

and I don't know what to do now.

Can you help us change it back?

The spellbook

doesn't create magic, dear, you do.

And the magic only grows stronger

as the generations go by.

That's why it burns so deeply inside of you.

With that amulet, you can create

all the desires of your heart.

But she has my little sister and now she wants

to exchange the amulet for her.

And I don't know what to do.

Can't you come over from the other side and help us?

Unfortunately, I cannot.

I'm fading here now. I have to go.

But-- but wait, isn't there a spell or something?

Anything!

No spell that I could conjure

would be as powerful as the vision

that is standing before you right now.

Good luck, sweet child.

-Great!

Wade?

No, uh-uh. Mm-mm.

No, no, no. Uh-uh. I don't think so, guys.

But it's true. I'm a witch, see?

-Denial is a perfectly normal first approach.

-Don't worry. -It's a good thing you found out now.

-We need your help. -I'm sorry. Who is this again?

-It's Barnaby. -Barnaby?

Like your dog, Barnaby?

Only with opposable thumbs now.

Wow. Okay. And-and then, what about the witch inside the mirror

when there was no one on the other side?

My dead Grandma Haidy.

Right. Okay, you know what, I came to get some stuff for the show

and I did not sign up for whatever

-you guys are doing here. -Look.

You would've found out sooner or later.

Eve's evil Aunt Delayna is about to plague the theater

with her devilish whims.

Delayna? Like the Delayna?

The same witch who torches villages to the ground

-in our midnight show? -Yeah, that's the one,

and tonight she's planning to make the play very real.

Wait, she's gonna torch our town play?

Unless Eve is powerful enough to stop her.

I mean, it is her birthday, so she definitely

has that going for her.

-Well, she has us, too. -And us too, yeah.

And you too if you're willing to help us.

Does your dad know about this?

Evie, it's me.

I'm getting ready to leave the house

and I'm heading over to the store.

I know it's a little late, but I got a bunch of stuff

that I need to take care of before the shipment

goes out tomorrow morning.

And I also wanted to make sure

that you had Jessa with you.

I haven't seen her anywhere.

Anyway. Gimme a call. Love you.

Jess! There you are.

Hey. Guys, what about this?

-Is, uh, is this gonna work? -I dunno. Barnaby?

It's not what you use, it's how you use it.

-Go ahead, try. -Okay.

-Sorry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I just...

can't believe this is all happening.

You better start believing

because it's almost magic hour.

I used to rub your belly.

Fond memories I'll always cherish.

And you used to lick my face.

-You taste like salty potato chips. -Touché.

-Go ahead and practice. -Okay, let's try a real spell.

Okay, this one.

Okay, see, yeah, that's not fun for me, okay?

-Can we be a little bit more careful? -Try this one!

Can you not do that in our direction

'cause I don't think--

You turned him to stone. Nice!

You have no idea how many times

-I wanted to do just that.

-Okay, yeah, just 'cause you turn me to stone

doesn't mean you turn me deaf, by the way, okay?

Can I not be the guinea pig for this one?

Okay, then try me.

Can you give me, like, a superpower or something?

Can I disappear then reappear somewhere else?

-Maybe.

No! Okay, it's just your dad.

I think I need to find a hydrant.

Okay, guys, don't say a word about Jessa.

If he asks, we'll just say we left her at the theater.

-Hey, Dad. -Hey, sweetie.

Eve, get back!

Delayna's got him under a spell!

Sarah, grab the book!

What are we gonna do now? She has the amulet.

-Okay, I'm guessing that's a bad thing, right? -It doesn't get any worse.

What is she gonna do with Jessa or my father?

I don't know but we still have the book!

No, we don't. She's controlling it.

Don't you remember any of the spells you learned?

No, I don't.

Jessa would have.

I can't believe I wasn't there to protect her or my dad.

I should've known better.

Why did they pick me anyway?

Jessa's way smarter than I am.

Or even Zack. He's at least athletic.

He'd make a great warlock.

I'm the boring one.

I'm the one who...

doesn't date or socialize.

I don't even get good grades.

I can't do this, Barnaby.

I'm not a witch.

Eve, you're not boring.

You're kind and creative

-and-- -And beautiful.

No, I'm not. This was all my fault.

I ruined everything.

I couldn't save them just like

I couldn't save my mom.

You think your mom was boring?

No, she's one of the most fascinating,

strongest people I ever knew.

-I wish I was more like her. -Exactly.

And that's why she chose you

to be the next High Witch

'cause you are just like her.

And when you lost her, it was hard for you to accept it.

We stopped livin' a little.

But you gotta remember

magic isn't in some stupid book

and it's not in that amulet.

Remember what Haidy said?

It comes from inside you.

Barnaby, you're a dog. What do you know?

I know your sister's counting on you

-and so is this town. -And so are we.

Come on, Eve, you got this.

All right? Just remember.

Remember.

-What? -I remember "Remember!"

-What? -She remembers what?

-Memento.

Wait, what just happened?

Eve just remembered everything

-she read in the book. -Mm-hmm.

Oh, awesome!

Oh, Eve, you're my hero-- heroine, heroine!

Oh, so, how about those powers that we talked--

-Oh, right. Yeah.

Thank you!

Guys, it's almost midnight, so we gotta fly.

-Okay. -Okay.

Whoa! You startled me.

What is this place?

What have you done to my home?

-Your home? -This is where my house used to be.

Oh! You must be the big, bad witch.

-Sorry, they burned your house down

decades ago and built this diner here instead.

Oh. That's too bad.

I was hoping to take some knives

and torture devices over to the midnight show.

Well, we've got a kitchen full of sharp utensils.

-You can take whatever you like. -Oh!

In the meantime, I'm Ned. I'll be serving you.

Wow.

It usually takes days of torture

or kidnapping someone's relative

for me to receive this kind of servitude.

I like 2016.

It's nearly 11:30.

Aren't you going to be late for the show?

Well, they certainly can't start without me.

And a girl's gotta eat.

If it's your first time here, I highly recommend

-the baby back ribs. -Ooh!

Sounds yummy.

Do they come with the hands and feet as well?

You are a riot and I love your costume.

Thanks. I like that you have a pulse

and are built for hard labor.

Now, go get me those ribs. To go, please.

I've got a town to take.

-Guys, look out! -Whoa!

That's the real Delayna.

How I love teenagers!

A bit chewy and often hard to catch

but you slap up a gingerbread house

and they come right to your doorstep!

-Eve, not to freak you out

but I think that was blood on her face

so I'm pretty sure she may have eaten your sister.

What? Come on.

-You have some barbecue sauce. -Oh.

Ooh. May want to get some more of that

to use on one of them later.

So, tell me more about this play.

-Does Delayna win? -Didn't you read your script?

Of course not.

She's defeated by her beautiful sis--

Tonight, she wins!

Come, children!

I mean, we can still, I guess, go in a try to get good seats.

-Wade! -Sorry. You're right.

Okay, what are we going to do now?

I guess we could just go in there

and bite the rawhide and take on the old broad.

Oh. Okay, that's it. That's the plan. Cool.

-Oh! Okay.

What if Eve goes on stage in a cloak

and surprises her?

I mean, Delayna will just think

it's another actress, right?

She's never gonna know it's Eve.

Yeah, no, no, that's perfect.

Then I could run in and I could grab the amulet.

No, Wade, that's too risky.

-Hey, guys, we're in this together, right? -Yeah.

I need you to go in and turn off the lights.

Buy me some time so I can get the amulet back.

And Sarah, make sure you get the people out safely.

Escape plan, that I can do. Yes.

-And me? -Barnaby, I need you to try and find Jessa.

She must be hiding somewhere behind the mirrors.

I can do that. Anything for you, boo.

Barnaby, don't "boo."

-Don't-- no, that's-- -No?

Okay, then. Are we ready for this?

Show must go on, right?

-Let's do this. -All right. Come on.

Did you really think you could stop me?

I already stopped my sister.

What makes you think I won't stop you too?

No, Delayna, I am a mere apprentice

and a fool to think I could ever overpower

-your dark arts. -That's right.

No one can stop me!

-Hey, how do you think it's going?

Pretty good right?

We're off by just about every line

but this new actress, she's quite convincing.

We're nearing the end, so, hopefully,

nothing else will go wrong.

Yeah, wouldn't count on that just yet, but, um...

And now,

it's time for the final act

where I steal your magic,

torch this town,

and turn you all into the bunch of

pork rinds you are!

Seize her!

Ha!

Did you really think

I couldn't hear you all plotting?

Through the mirror, my hearing is even better

-than your little mouse. -All right.

You're right, Delayna. You got us.

Ha!

You!

Where is she?

-Where is she? Right here.

See ya.

Don't let them get away.

Mm-hmm. And after all that,

she locked her keys in the car.

No. And I didn't even get my chili dog.

I smell a little loser.

-Loser smells bad.

And that's what it looks like when losers

-are winning.

-Give up, Delayna. -Or what? You have no magic.

-That's where you're wrong.

Oh, really?

And what is that?

This is the locket of Duchess "BootieKicka."

Ha! I've never heard of such a duchess.

Of course not.

That was her greatest weapon,

operating in secrecy.

But she was one of the most powerful

and feared witches of all time.

-Is that so? -You don't believe me?

Then perhaps, a showing of my true powers.

By all means.

I summon The Fog of Despair.

What is that?

Only the beginning.

I summon upon The Light of Judgment!

-And finally, the wind of-- -Enough!

Did you really think I was gonna fall

for all your theatrics?

Just long enough for Barnaby to deliver this to me.

But don't forget

I still have your sister.

-Jessa! -Eve, no.

Delayna, let her go.

Give me the amulet

-and you can have her. -You have the amulet.

You now have the power to stop her.

What is it you really want, Delayna?

Why do you want to hurt people so badly?

What happened that made you so hungry for power

that you would choose that over love?

If you must know...

I wasn't chosen for magic...

my sister was.

But she couldn't do it on her own.

I was smarter than she,

so I taught her everything she knew.

But she only wanted to help others.

People who used us

and gave us nothing in return.

But you were the witches, though.

You were the ones with the power.

But, you see

everyone has a little magic inside them.

That's where...

love comes from.

So, when I realized

that I could actually take back something

from those we helped,

I did!

It doesn't make me anymore selfish

than anyone else around her, does it?

It makes you worse because you had the power

and we're told not to use it for personal gain.

Your sister was right. Power isn't everything.

I mean, just because you can do something

doesn't mean you should.

Actions have consequences.

Hmm.

Yes, I suppose they do.

And since you won't give me the amulet,

this one's on you.

A permanent sleep.

Isn't it lovely?

Sounds perfect.

♪ There's a place in our dreams ♪

♪ Where magic dwells

♪ Good little children

♪ Know it well

♪ So close your eyes

♪ Be not afraid

♪ Evil will be at bay

♪ The power of Hallow

♪ The power is deep within ♪

♪ The power is yours

♪ To hold.

Good night Delayna.

Eve!

I don't know about you guys,

but I just woke up from the best nap.

-It was crazy. -Eve, what happened?

Delayna had you guys all under a spell.

But I stopped her. We stopped her.

-Is she gone? -She is.

-You okay? -Yeah. I just--

Now I know why my grandmother

wanted my mom to be protected from magic.

I mean, this is a lot of power to hold.

It's too bad you can't, like, put it someplace

where no one else would find it.

Sarah, you're brilliant.

Hmm?

-Eve, you're a genius. Okay, but wait, doesn't that mean

that you're not gonna have your powers anymore?

Well, mostly, but she'll still be able

to do the smaller ones

like heal a small wound or bake a cake with a wand.

-Yes. -Stuff like that.

Wait. How are you gonna stay strong

against the forces of darkness?

I'll be fine. I have you guys.

Um, guys?

What?

What do we do now?

Yo, Sarah.

-Hey. -It was pretty amazing

what you guys did up there on stage tonight.

-Yeah. -I was majorly impressed.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Well, see me throw a party.

Well, my birthday's comin' up.

-If you're game. -I am.

I am totally game. Wow! Those arms!

Are you kidding me?

Hey! Dad!

-Are you okay?

-I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?

I found him passed out in the car in the driveway.

Someone had a little too much candy?

I was, uh--

I was just tired.

Anyway, we just wanted to check and make sure that Jessa was with you.

Oh, yeah. She's here.

Hey, Dad!

Zack, I thought you had practice tonight.

-What are you doing here? -Oh, I ditched it

for a costume party.

But, I don't know,

tonight felt like a family night.

Yeah. I know what you mean.

So, how was the play?

It was enchanting

to say the least.

-Well,

Zack and I, we're gonna go to the store.

Got a bunch of stuff that needs to get done. Shippers are coming in early.

-So, we're gonna get a head start. -If you guys need any help

you know I'm always down for some "mantiquing," right?

Absolutely.

Eve, what about you?

Actually, this one and I

have some major pumpkin carving to do.

So, we're good.

Hey, Dad, can I talk to you for a second?

Of course.

Do you remember

anything from earlier tonight at the antique shop?

Anything at all?

-What, you mean, like this afternoon? -Okay.

-Never mind. No, we're fine. Honey, what's going on?

What if I told you I was different?

Like really, really different,

and I don't know what that type of different

will make me as a person?

And I wanna be a good person.

I wanna try to be a good person,

but I'm afraid.

Sweetie, listen to me.

I'm gonna love you no matter what.

Whatever kind of different

you think you are,

I know you're a good person

and that's never gonna change.

Nothing will ever change the way I love you.

Okay?

Thanks, Dad. I love you too.

-Hey. -Hey.

Do you have any plans tomorrow?

Tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm free-ish.

I'm gonna let the freer side of things, um--

Unless, of course, I'm working.

-Take the day off.

You two go have some fun.

I'm free. -Hey.

Where is your friend?

Will you guys excuse us for a minute?

Jessa, stay with Dad. I'll be right back, okay?

"Excusie."

Be right back. Right back.

What's wrong, Barnaby?

Oh, nothing.

It's just now that the magic is over,

it's probably time I bid farewell too.

My work here is done.

No, Barnaby, where are you going?

Just back to the belly rubs and fire hydrants.

Oh, and Eve,

don't forget to feed me by 8:00.

I get really angry.

Thank you, Barnaby.

Thank you,

and you know I'll always be looking out for you.

Always remember that.

I will.

-Hey. -See you, Barnaby.

Bye, belly rubs.

Bye, guys.

Now, I'm sorry that I was so hard on you

that I allowed myself to be taken by that witch.

I just wanted you to self-reflect

and recognize how important I am to you

because we're sisters.

And I hear you,

loud and clear.

I knew it was never really about me

and more...

about Mom.

I can't help that I look so much like her

but you should love that about me.

I do.

-I love you, Jess.

And you too, Barnaby.

-Do you hear that?

-Hear what? -That sound.

It sounds like it's coming from upstairs.

-Barnaby, what are you up to?

-Something for me?

Maybe we should go check it out.

No! I am not investigating

any more creepy sounds in this lifetime.

-You're on your own, sister. -Okay, fine.

One horror movie cliché coming up.

-Happy birthday, Eve. -Mom?

You're about an hour late.

Stop it, silly.

Barnaby said you needed me

but it seems like you did just fine without me.

Mom, I've missed you so much.

I'm never fine without you.

I miss you too, sweetheart.

But just holding you and talking to you

because I'm always with you.

You may not see me, but I'm always here.

I'm always watching you.

And what I saw tonight,

I'm so proud of you.

Mom, I'm so lost without you.

I've missed you so much, I can't even focus.

And now I have this new responsibility

and I don't even know if I can handle it.

I don't wanna end up like the others.

I don't wanna hurt people or--

Darling, just know, follow your heart

and it will hold you steady.

Just go and live your life.

Don't worry about trying to stay in control

and figure things out

before you take a chance on them.

-Take chances.

Be afraid

and conquer those fears with bravery and compassion

Above all...

use your magic.

Not the magic in your amulet.

The magic in you

to be good to those you love

and always do good things.

I wanted to tell you that before I was gone, but,

I kinda had to leave quickly.

I'm really glad I was able to tell you that.

Me too.

Will you visit me again?

Any time you need me, I'll be here.

I love you, Evie.

I love you too, Mom.

-Shh. -Are you still alive?

-Yup. I'm still here. -Who were you talking to?

-My reflection. Weirdo.

You're weird. Come here.

-Have you been crying? -No. Yeah, maybe a little.

Barnaby left me a surprise he forgot to tell me about.

Okay, well, when you're done crying,

can you go clean up the other surprise

Barnaby left behind the couch?

It's stinking up the whole living room.

-What? Barnaby!

And so completes our tale.

Eve did completely accept

the responsibilities and honor

of the Hallow high witchdom

and everything went on as normal.

Well...

for a time at least.

But that's another story.