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-["Cashmere" by Tents playing] -Ugh, how could you?

This is so good it makes me like you more. [chuckles]

Well, next time I'll dial down the effort to impress you.

[chuckling]

You been up to anything exciting?

Um....

[shrieking]

[grunting]

Uh, I-I did help a friend with a...

spider situation.

You do spiders?

I'll take out every fly in your orbit

-if I never have to face another arachnid. -[chuckles]

-Done. -[chuckles]

But, uh, really,

what have you been up to?

I'm thinking about running for town council.

You'd be great for that open spot.

Do you know why Brie Fortfield resigned?

No. No.

No. No, I have... I haven't

heard anything.

[knocking]

Excuse me.

♪ If all this is over, let's get back to our ways...♪

I walked in on Nancy dancing with Tristan.

But I can't be upset because I called it off.

♪ ♪

Shoes off. I just washed the floor.

Hello.

Breakups suck.

-You can't control how you feel, -[door closes]

just what you do

-with those feelings. -What I did was release Chunky.

It's the ferret that Nancy was looking for.

'Cause I wanted to be free, like him.

Wait, you trapped and released

-Chunky after all that? -Yes.

Does Nancy know?

No.

And I think that's the only thing

that could make me feel worse now.

[knocking]

Hi, good morning.

We need to find the black door

that Brie's dad used to cover up

Jim Stanley's death and "make it all go away."

[quietly]: I can't do this right now.

Is it because of Ace?

[quietly]: Did he see me dance with Tristan?

Is he upset? Is he in here?

I'm on a date.

Hi. Jade.

I'm Nancy. Nice to meet you.

Jade. Which you know.

Were you talking about former Councilwoman Brie?

Is this for Nick's campaign?

No, no.

Nancy and Ace are leaving.

I mean, it's a kind of an emergency.

I'll just make coffee. Ace?

Nick, I want to get to know you, but, um,

not if you're involved in something shady.

It's not shady the way you're thinking.

It's j-it's just...

[clears throat] ...complicated.

That's a shame.

[sighs]

NANCY: How was your night?

Uneventful.

[door closes]

Sorry I barged in.

We need to act now if we're gonna find the black door.

I couldn't sleep last night and I realized that

the creature from the woods

has to be responsible for the supernatural cover-ups.

It was dripping the same black sludge

that the corpses regurgitated.

[growling]

The sludge that allows people to remember erased crimes.

At least you didn't say that in front of Jade.

What if the creature

stored its erased-crime sludge

inside the Late Eight and then killed them?

All their deaths are 20-something years apart.

And India, the last victim, died in '98.

You're saying it's time for a new victim.

NANCY: Right. Not to mention,

the creature is still erasing crimes.

Once it covers something up,

there's no way for us to get justice.

Uh, we can't let that happen again.

ACE: Do you think the black door

is how Brie's dad and Judge Abbott

-summoned the creature? -Yes.

Find the door, stop the creature.

Abbott's MIA, so we need to talk to Brie's dad, Ron,

who died recently.

Well, that smells like a séance.

Sounds like a Bess problem.

According to Bess, the moon is in prime orbit

for communing with the dead tonight.

So we need something that Ron touched before he died

in order to make contact.

-You know Brie the best. -[Nick chuckles]

No, I can't ask her. I made her resign.

But if anyone can win her over, it's you.

You're the calm and collected one.

No, I'm not.

Not always.

We are on the 10-yard line of this case.

-It's time for us to send in our MVP. -[clicks tongue]

[chanting]: Nick-er-son.

-Nick-er-son! -Really?

-That's you. Feels good. -Nick-er-son! -Stop,

stop, stop. Okay, fine, I'll do it.

♪ ♪

CARSON: Okay, defense for breaking into

the historical society. Go.

Okay. [clears throat]

So... the truth is it all started

with a portal to a ghost prom in the 1970s...

Okay, stop.

I can only know the truth that I can say in court...

that does not reference the supernatural.

Especially with the Families For Truth in History

coming after you.

Right? Yes. So,

-try again. -Uh,

-there was a spider bite. -Yes!

-Yes. -Yes.

We had to break into the historical society

to save a life from a supern...

...super big spider.

Okay. Okay.

Deadly spider bite is good. It's a necessity defense.

Okay, what's on the board, George?

Voilà.

Oh...

That's a lot.

So good.

Let's start fresh.

Wh...

-I... Well, I'll-I'll just... -[door opens]

-[shutter clicks] -...text it you, just in case.

Hey.

What'd I miss?

BESS: Question.

The Families for Truth in History

got the historical society locked up pretty quickly.

-Is that normally a speedy process? -No.

It isn't. It usually takes a few days.

They greased some wheels.

Sounds like a move my dad would make.

You know, Chief Lovett has been on my back.

You think she's working with the FFTH?

-[mumbles] -Look, I've been sharpening my investigative skills

with my relic hunting. I can

-dig into her next. -Great. -CARSON: Well, just

be careful, okay?

Don't worry, they gave me napkins.

No salsa? What?! Come on.

-I got to talk to Tim about this. -Oh, that's tragic.

♪ ♪

[clears throat]

Brie's dad, Ron Fortfield,

died of cardiac arrest.

When she found him, he had some books out and this.

He loved vintage board games.

See? Nickerson comes through again.

BESS: Hey, Darlene Fowler lent us

her extinct carrier pigeon feather.

It's like a cell phone tower for human spirits.

It'll assure we talk to Ron

and not to something else.

Come a long way since our first séance.

GEORGE: Yeah, and now you got a group

of angry parents coming after you.

Bess, are you sure that you should be doing this today?

Yeah. No, I'm not backing down.

GEORGE: Okay.

BESS: We summon the spirit

of Ron Fortfield to commune.

We sense you, Ron. Come forth.

Tell us the location of the black door.

[voice speaks indistinctly]

We've made contact.

What you got, Ron?

BESS: What?

No, feather, come on.

Okay, something is-is holding Ron back.

He can't communicate.

Well, we did our best.

I'm gonna find Jade, try to save our relationship

-and return this game to Brie. -NANCY: No, no, wait.

What if there's a clue in here

as to why we can't reach Ron?

Well, I'm out. It's been real, though.

GEORGE: I hate board games.

There's always so many rules.

[Bess sighs, sputters] Not this one.

The instruction manual is...

blank pages.

GEORGE: Nice.

NANCY: Hey.

Last night, I heard Florence outside.

I know you were here when I was dancing with Tristan.

I'm good.

Tristan and I went through

an intense experience, and I don't know

what that means or how I-I feel about it,

but I wanted to be honest.

I'm sorry.

This is what we agreed to do.

Move on. So, it's fine.

[sinister voice cackling]

-Welcome to Grim Night. -Hello?

Uh, who said that?

[board pieces clattering]

[gasps]

Uh, the board just set itself up.

Also, it added our names to the pieces.

-[thunder claps] -Don't...

SINISTER VOICE: The Grims are awakening.

Are those things coming for us?

NANCY: I guess it wants us to play?

I should have just left and taken the game with me.

That would have been the responsible move.

Agreed. Bess has to be at the station in an hour.

Okay, everyone, the instructions have arrived.

"Grims and their legion of Shades have descended

"on the town of Hollow Oak

to reap souls."

It's no Monopoly.

"Roll the dice and draw cards

"to get to the graveyard first.

"But beware, the Grims will come to collect the souls

"of those who don't prevail.

Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha."

Hmm?

No, it actually says "mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha."

The '80s were a little extra.

Aah!

What is it, Nancy, what do you see?

No, watch out, watch out, watch out. It just wants me.

Wh-What wants you?

[shrieking]

[grunting]

[bell chimes]

That's one way to eat your words.

Really leaning into the '80s vibe, huh?

Okay, what just happened?

That th...

that thing just attacked me.

It was one of the-the Shades

in the instructions came to life.

I hit it with some books and it vanished and left behind

-this token? -BESS: Okay,

the manual says, "Grims have existed

"for thousands of years.

Their sole purpose is to collect souls."

[chuckles] Wordplay. So '80s.

"Shades are their lackeys.

They hunt the souls for the Grims to take."

NICK: I'm gonna go out on a limb

and guess Ron didn't just happen to die

-while playing this game. -ACE: Yeah.

I cosign that the game killed Ron.

So, what, did the Grims collect his soul?

What did they... what did they do with it?

Well, Ron's soul is-is probably trapped somewhere,

tethered to this game.

We need to focus on finding Ron's soul

and free it so he can tell us about the black door.

We need to focus on getting through this alive.

GEORGE: And finishing in time for Bess

to get back and give her statement.

Well, there is no statement if she's dead.

Do the-do the rules say anything about

why we could all see the Grims?

Only Nancy can see the Shade.

It only came after her.

It says Grim visions are shared by all players.

"However, Shades appear only to those

"who draw a Shade card.

Uh, "solve the riddle to banish the Shade

"and receive one token.

Fail, and your game is over." Fun.

Makes sense the instructions only reveal themselves

after you started playing, otherwise, who would play this?

I got a token, but I didn't solve a riddle.

I'll check.

-[whooshing sound] -What's that noise?

-What noise? -Do you hear it?

-[ticking] -No.

-[gasping] -Nick?

Nick, what's going on?!

What's happening? Quick!

-Um... -[straining]: I'm wrapped some kind of rope.

Can't breathe.

GEORGE: "The game must be played.

"An hourglass keeps time between turns.

Wait too long and you will be all tied up."

-Quick. -Ace is next in line.

You roll. It's your turn. Go, go, go.

Well, if the game must be played...

♪ This is a serious song♪

♪ We can't go wrong♪

♪ It's just about boys and girls♪

♪ Oh, oh♪

♪ This is a serious song...♪

[grunting] Okay, okay.

"Find a lock that has no key."

Uh... a lock of hair.

Solved it.

Possibly I didn't.

it must be more than just saying it. Get the hair?

[token clatters]

SINISTER VOICE: The Grims are getting hungry.

♪ It's serious♪

♪ To me...♪

Want to go, thing?

[growling]

BESS: "Shoplifter alert.

There's no excuse for this kind of markdown."

Five-finger discount.

George, I think you need to take it...

♪ To dance...♪

Sick.

[token clatters]

♪ A melody♪

♪ This is a serious song...♪

"An ornate 12-inch job"?

Fancy footwork.

♪ Oh, oh♪

♪ This is a serious song♪

♪ You know, we can't go wrong♪

♪ Because it's just about boys and girls...♪

Watch these moves.

[token clatters]

Nice.

"Go forward 12 spaces and skip your next turn

or go back 12 spaces and draw no card next turn."

Hey, perfect timing. You need to go

give your statement. End the game.

-Why are you hesitating? -BESS: Well, if I win,

then Ron's soul stays trapped

and we don't find the black door.

I say we keep looking,

but it has to be a unanimous decision.

We don't know where Ron's soul is

or how bad this thing's gonna get.

I vote we end the game.

We all got that vision of the Grims, right?

The leader was holding a glowing globe.

So if Grims collect souls, they must keep them close.

What if that globe is more than just dramatic lighting?

Seems like a decent place to store a soul.

Soul globe. How do we get it?

We keep playing.

-[all groan] -Until we figure that out.

You should have enough time to go make your statement

-and get back before your next turn. -Should?!

The game almost killed me when I took too long to roll.

I think we're being a little bit cavalier here.

Well, then, maybe we go with Bess.

Bring the game into town and play it there.

No, no, no, no, we're not bringing

a super-supernatural game into town.

It's-it's not a good look for me.

Not today.

Okay. Well, we have to make a decision

or the game will attack Bess.

I'm in, as long as we move this along

in a calm and collected way.

Nick-er-son.

That-that won't work.

-ALL [chanting]: Nick-er-son! -It's not gonna work again.

Nick-er-son! Nick-er-son!

-Okay. Okay, fine. -Yes. Yes!

Whatever. Whatever.

-Let's go. -Goodness.

I have a theory. Grims come at the end of the game

to collect marked souls.

If one of us gets marked,

the others can end the game,

take out the Grims,

and then break their soul globe.

Use one of us as bait?

No. No. Look, look,

I'll-I'll look into where this game came from.

There's got to be a move that doesn't

put us in... more jeopardy.

[phone chimes]

Oh.

Jade agreed to meet me tonight so we can talk.

NANCY: See?

It'll all work out. You're a great talker.

[phone chimes]

Oh, uh, invoice from the exterminator.

You didn't tell me you sprang for the humane trap.

-[phone vibrates] -Hold that thought.

[clears throat]

Hey, Carson. Bess is on her way.

Just Bess? You're not coming?

[scoffs]

This is about earlier. I knew it.

-What? -I shouldn't have erased

your work from the board.

I'm really sorry.

Whatever. It's fine. I got to go.

Look, just wait, wait, wait.

Just give me a second, okay?

I should tell you...

I'm dyslexic.

My brain processes the world differently.

When I saw your notes all over the board,

it was hard for me to grasp.

It takes me longer to decode information.

I needed to write it out in a way

that made sense to me.

And I should have thought about how that affected you.

And I didn't.

What happened to your finger?

Nothing.

Two canine puncture marks,

a premolar indentation,

and two incisors ten millimeters apart.

-Nancy... -That's a ferret bite.

I spent hours looking at

diagrams of their teeth.

I was hoping to find Chunky's traces. And now Nick

is suddenly humanely trapping vermin

at the Claw.

You caught Chunky Velez, didn't you?

That's why you were here last night.

Because you brought Chunky to me,

-and then you saw me -Thank you for

-dancing with Tristan. -letting me know, Carson.

I got to go. Bye.

Bye.

NANCY: So you

let a beloved,

domesticated ferret go!

He chose to be free twice.

Look.

It's my turn.

Time to roll.

"This too shall pass.

"Pass your dice to the player

"closest to you on the board or...

they will pass."

-NICK: Bess. -NANCY: Bess.

So much for not bringing this game into town.

We got to hurry.

So, we were taking a stroll,

and... and, um, a spider bit Nancy.

Uh, she'd walked into a web, and the bite was

absolutely repulsive,

like it had a life of its own.

-[ticking] -Just...

Why not go to the hospital? Why the historical society?

Um, because there was no time.

We were close to the historical society,

and I knew I had emergency antivenom inside.

[straining]: Well, imagine my surprise

when the door was padlocked

with all my belongings inside.

And Nancy was in dire need.

She was going into shock,

and the spider venom was overcoming her.

Is everything all right? You seem out of sorts.

Yeah. Well, this is how Nancy was.

She was out of sorts. There were no sorts.

Agony! Sh-She was in agony.

So I had no choice

-but to break in and save her. -Yeah. So-so...

so, in-in summation, to save a life,

Bess had no legal alternative

-but to break into the historical society. -No.

Not buying it. The breaking and entering charge stands.

-Oh... -CARSON: Well, I spoke to Judge Goodman.

The temporary restraining order expired after 24 hours,

so you can't keep Bess out of the historical society.

I can, because I've just declared it a crime scene.

-That seems retaliatory. -[knocking]

Hey. Hey, I'm here to pick up Bess.

CARSON: Are you sure you're being impartial?

Yes. Completely.

[inhales sharply]

Okay, so, uh, can I take her home now?

Yes, yes. Please. Go ahead. You two go, I'll wrap up here.

-NICK: He-Here we go. Okay. [chuckles] -[Bess panting]

Thank you. Thank you. So sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Thank you. Bye.

Sorry it took so long to get to you.

[gasps]

[quietly]: There is a Shade here with a crossbow.

Hell, I must have drawn a riddle card.

It's fine. [gasps]

Uh, we're good.

She just saw a bee.

Nick... [gasps]

Oh, that bee really likes you, huh?

[both laugh]

Nancy says the answer to the riddle is "bull's eye."

You need its eye.

[grunts]

SINISTER VOICE: Player eliminated.

GEORGE: Don't want anything

flying in here.

ACE: Mm. She's still breathing.

Supernatural coma?

The Grims will come for Bess at the end of the game,

so no one land on the graveyard

until we know how to defeat them.

Okay, that should buy us some time.

I did some digging.

This isn't the first '80s toy

with haunted qualities.

Deadly one-of-a-kind, uh, kids' objects,

each with different supernatural entities

tethered to them, were snuck onto shelves

all over New England.

The mystery remains unsolved.

It's like when bottles of painkiller were laced

with cyanide in Chicago in 1982. People died.

Some nut laced toys with evil? That's what we're up against?

Well, I'm running a fresh search cross-referencing

Grims, Shades, soul globes,

haunted toys, weaknesses...

Whoever did this must have overpowered

a host of ancient soul collectors

and all those Shades, somehow, to get them into the game.

-[computer chimes] -ACE: Silver. Got a hit.

According to a source, antimicrobial properties

of silver were once used to ward off Grims and Shades.

With enough silver, you're able to

weaken the entities enough to vanquish them.

Can we trust one source, though?

Are there any other mentions of silver and Grims

to back that up anywhere?

Did we ever figure out if I solved a riddle

to send that first Shade away?

George, you were gonna check that card, right?

I got distracted by Nick's rope situation.

I forgot. I'll check now.

"The tasting tornado, tired of its tepid tune,

tried to transcend its title, and is now called a..."

Tongue twister. The tongue twister's answer

is "tongue twister". But I didn't take that Shade's tongue.

ACE: Then why did it leave?

I hit the mohawk Shade. It didn't go anywhere.

[shrieking]

A silver candlestick hit its leg.

Must have weakened the Shade. I sent it away easily.

GEORGE: Good enough for me.

We're going with silver. It's all we got.

LOVETT: Well, thanks for coming in.

-Of course. -Heard you've been checking up on me.

Should I be flattered? Am I being wooed?

[chuckles]

Well, that's one way to look at it.

-Oh. -Impressive how it only took,

what-what was it, two calls to get on your radar?

I moved here to help rebuild a wholesome community

in the wake of a terrible disaster.

Need to know if you're gonna get in my way.

Your way.

Or... or is it the FFTH's way?

No, I'm my own person, Mr. Hudson.

The Families for Truth in History

isn't within my purview.

Great. Then how about you let Bess Marvin

back in to the historical society?

[laughs] Why would I do that?

Because. Because I know that you were involved

in a hit and run accident in, um, what was it, 2009?

That was my neighbor's cat.

-We worked it out, but nice try. -[laughs]

That was a good try. It was.

And I-I also know that, um,

you took an extended

leave of absence from work in 2016.

Yeah. Now...

I can find out why.

My father's still in prison, but he's still connected.

Um, although, you know, it's not really my style

to-to use his resources.

-But if you give me no choice... -No reason for that.

Bess can move back into the historical society.

I mean, not the wisest choice.

She's upset a lot of people.

Well, who amongst hasn't, right?

[quietly]: Hey.

Does it bother you when Nick talks about Jade?

-Must be hard. -Eh.

I mean, it gets easier.

Especially when you have something to focus on,

like school, for me.

For you?

I have dead bodies at the morgue.

Cool.

Yeah, they're great.

We push the Grims closer to the silver with these.

Then, when they're weak, we use the knives.

Why is it that we can make a decisive plan

about how to battle ancient Grims,

but we all fall apart when it comes to our relationships?

[short chuckle] Easy.

It's because of battling ancient Grims.

If I stopped doing things like this,

I wouldn't have to hide part of my life from Jade.

Oh, okay. Next question.

Why-why do you have to hide it?

Because I really like them.

And because you're right.

I am calm and collected.

And it's one of the things Jade likes best about me.

I want them to see this as a viable relationship, and...

...all of this makes me...

...not viable.

Inching our way to the graveyard.

I didn't plan to roll a three.

Let's just move our pieces to the end.

If we're all in the graveyard, we're all safe.

NANCY: I love that idea.

-To the graveyard. -No, no, no,

we definitely shouldn't cheat.

SINISTER VOICE: Players eliminated.

The final player must face the Grims

as they enter your world, visible to all.

Safe in the graveyard?

When have we ever been safe in the graveyard?

[thunder rumbles]

[growling]

Here we go. [grunting]

["Lite the Nite" by CHYLD playing]

It works.

You just won the silver.

♪ So now you're looking for♪

♪ Someone to share the ride♪

♪ This night you're ruling♪

♪ You're hot, you're on your own♪

♪ Leave all your hates behind♪

♪ Forget the life you've known♪

♪ We want to feel it...♪

Come and get it.

[grunting]

♪ Feel it now...♪

Aah!

Jade.

-You came. -What the actual hell?

Uh, you know how I said

the thing I couldn't tell you was complicated?

I don't know what any of this is

and I clearly don't know who you are,

but I don't want any part of it.

No, no, wait, wait, wait. No. I can't just let you go.

[entry bell jingles]

Just wait here.

♪ There's just no way to hide...♪

Aah! What happened to them?

Uh, I'll explain later.

Stay there. Safest place in The Claw.

[grunting]

Jade, I like you. [grunts] I like us.

That's why I couldn't tell you about this.

You do know me.

Just not all of me.

[grunts]

♪ We want to feel it...♪

Supernatural stuff?

I'm actively engaged.

The spider situation I helped with?

[grunting]

We C-sectioned a sac of ghost spiders out of Nancy.

I've fought a racist ghost,

erased my memory to escape a Viking god,

and George...

...had a spirit of a dead French woman trapped inside of her

for most of our relationship.

In fact, as far as I can see,

[grunts] ...the supernatural ruins

every romantic relationship it touches.

[grunts]

The reason they broke up--

well, the reason they never actually got together--

ow-- they...

...have a death curse.

I don't want that for us.

Nick!

[groans]

[groans]

I'll serve you on a silver platter!

[groaning]

♪ You need, I see♪

♪ Electric in your eyes♪

♪ You take what I make♪

♪ And you're living lies...♪

[yelling]

♪ We want to feel it...♪

Go now! It's distracted!

I can't leave you like this.

And I can't beat this thing if I'm worried about you.

Jade, go!

♪ Lite the nite♪

♪ Lite the nite...♪

[grunting]

♪ Lite the nite♪

♪ Lite the nite♪

♪ Lite the nite♪

♪ Lite the nite♪

♪ Lite the nite♪

Don't let the door hit you on the way out.

Wow. I really missed so much.

Discovering toys laced with evil,

playing pirate to gather all this silver,

Nick taking down all those Grims.

At least my breakup with Jade was memorable.

All right, so, we've got the soul globe.

What do we do with it now?

Looks like it needs a coin to operate it.

Or maybe a token.

[clicking]

[indistinct woman's voice]

WOMAN'S VOICE: Is someone there?

RON'S VOICE: Please help. Can you hear me?

-It's Ron. -You freed the souls.

That's Ron's voice, right?

-He's escaping. -RON: Help, help me!

-RON: Can you hear me? -Ron! Where's the black door?!

Please tell us where the black door is.

RON: Can anyone hear me?

BESS: No!

Oh, God. The moon must have shifted.

[sighs] It's too late to commune with the dead.

We'll have to wait another month or so. I...

-Oh. -This was all for nothing.

We're no closer to finding the black door

or stopping the creature from erasing crimes.

-Ron was our only lead. -NICK: At least we freed

a bunch of trapped souls. That's not nothing.

ACE: We also got to see you as an

action hero. Or the results of it.

Yeah.

Maybe don't hide that part of yourself next time?

I'll take that into full consideration.

I'm gonna do some therapeutic cleaning.

You guys go. I-I got this.

[sighs]

[Carson sighs]

Sorry about the mess, but at least the fumigation's complete.

-Oh, thanks. -You're welcome.

Rough night?

Okay, so,

I get why you had to redo the board.

I organize my thoughts in a very specific way, too.

It just looks more chaotic.

-We all have our methods. -Hmm.

I'm pretty sure that I have ADHD.

I was never diagnosed,

but in the fifth grade,

a teacher suggested that I get tested.

My Aunt Mei chewed him out and said that I was fine.

So... [chuckles] I thought that a learning difference

was something to be ashamed of.

But then, you just, like...

owned your dyslexia.

I really had no idea.

Well, I've worked hard to get to this place.

It's not always as obvious as people think.

It's just the lens I see everything through.

It's not a bad thing.

I like that.

It's the not talking about it that makes it a bad thing.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

-[door opens] -[entry bell jingles]

Well, this is a mess.

What, The Claw or us?

You told me that you didn't want to break our curse,

that you wanted us to go back to how we were, as friends.

But as friends, we never lied to each other.

Fine. Then maybe we can't go back.

So what is it you want from me?

I want you to let me move on.

Because you broke my heart.

And now you won't even let me try to put it back together.

I saw you dancing with Tristan and it hurt.

I don't want to feel this way, but I can't help it.

We can't do this to each other. It's not fair.

I agree.

We'll take our space.

Just gonna grab my silver and go.

[car door opens, closes]

[engine starts]

[car departs]

[knocking]

I didn't think I'd see you again.

[door closes]

Well, you finally opened up.

I thought I was...

protecting our relationship

by hiding the supernatural from you.

I do this-- hold myself back

in different parts of my life.

I was afraid that...

if I showed you all of me...

I wouldn't want to be with you.

[scoffs] Nick,

I saw you in your element today, and...

it was everything.

[chuckles softly]

Uh, you, uh, missed a little goo.

[short chuckle]

We can, um, figure this out...

together.

I ain't afraid of no ghosts.

Well...

in the spirit

of being open...

...I really want to kiss you right now.

And I really...

want you to.

RYAN: There's something in Lovett's past

that she doesn't want us to know about.

Definitely. Thanks for pulling an Everett

-to get those locks off. -Of course.

Oh, my God.

[gasps]

My God.

They've laid the horseshoes out

like our historical society sign.

They're threatening me.

Yeah, Lovett did mention people wouldn't be too thrilled

about you being back.

Right.

Well... game on,

you supernatural prudes.

Where did you go, Ron?

[whooshing]

RON [distant]: Can't find you!

-Ron? -Can you hear me?

Are you here? Can you tell me

where to find the black door?

RON: Here! Here! In here!

Bess.

I think Ron found a way to tell us where the black door is.

Town hall.

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[woman screams, bell dings]

[pencil scribbling]