Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Unless that doctor is a witch doctor, I'd get a second opinion.

More like... visions.

devours those it catches.

It took longer than I or the Dark Lord might have liked, but...

And I came through, into this clearing.

and brought back to life is getting sicker and sicker.

- I think I may know. - I think Sabrina might be a witch.

Yeah, that's you. You were an All-Star, dude.

and our magics.

You must really love that mortal boy, to risk everything for him.

Roz, are you okay?

Back where? What do you...

What did you see? Anything?

You're astral-projecting.

and more specifically, I'm worried that something might be wrong with Tommy.

and keep watch.

- Certainly. - I have my rounds.

I was undoing what witches did.

I mean, definitely not boobs, but you got something.

recite the words.

I mean, I'll be even more so when the shock wears off in a couple days.

Your friend Lucas here has been helping me with some plans to...

And you, Dorcas, and I are staying right here until they're finished.

And if you are...

- Any sign of Tommy? - Sabrina?

She just doesn't listen to you.

How did you even know what spell to use?

At the mines. He's already trying to get it back up and running,

Spellman soil from that so-called Cain Pit.

- Unclear. - Sabrina.

and she'll be rooted to the spot until you pull up the spike.

Tommy's gone... ...and Harvey and I...

So I don't lose track of you.

You shouldn't have done anything. You should've left Tommy where he was.

The kitchen, Mr. Kinkle, we just came by to check in on Harvey and Tommy.

I don't care about the High Priest, Aunt Zee.

That's the Grim Reaper doing it to her. He's expecting a body.

The dogs were tearing Tommy Kinkle apart.

What do you think of my new duds, Aunt Hilda?

What's his name again? Harry?

I need your help, Ms. Wardwell.

you've done enough.