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How was I supposed to know

that he would eat
all our clothes?

- It was a giant moth.
- I thought it was...

What, Connor? A what?

A goth butterfly?
A vampire caterpillar?

Not as hungry
as it turned out to be?

If you just waited
like I said...

Just listened like I said...

I know, I know.

I shouldn't have opened the big
moth-shaped box that said,

"Do not open the big
moth-shaped box" written on it,

but it was so big
and moth-shaped.

And it was fortuitous
that we were able

to acquire
these emergency vestments

from the Imperium
of Inconspicuous Attire.

It was a costume shop.
You think this is inconspicuous?

Oh, it isn't?

Oh, you must have less
interesting friends than I did.

The point, sir,
is that your recklessness

is rubbing off on Connor and I
do not like it one little bit.

Me, reckless? No. Never.

You gotta live a little,
Charlie.

And you know, occasionally,
open a giant moth-shaped box.

Mm.

Oh, great,
a bromance is forming.

Incoming.

Here we go again.

Roskin Convention Centre
here in Belgrade.

Roskin Convention Centre?

Well, we know where Con-Con 25
is happening.

And what is a Con-Con?

It's a Conspiracy Convention.

It's in its 25th year.

It is an international gathering
of idiots with way too much time

- and Internet on their hands.
- Hmm.

Conspiracy theorists.

You know, people who believe
the Earth is flat

or the moon is a spaceship or
the Loch Ness Monster is real.

The Loch Ness Monster is real.

Yeah, you'd fit right in.

Intriguing. Shall we visit?

No.

You don't want to do that.
Trust me, it's super dumb.

Ah, this is your old crew,
isn't it, Connor?

Not really. No, no.

Well, you know, maybe,
perhaps a smidge.

Oh. Oh, a smidge.

So then, hardly at all?
Barely any?

A crumb? Like, a tinge at best?

Exactly. Just passing through.

- They barely knew me.
- Care to explain this?

"Whatever happened
to Connor Green?"

But, Connor,
you're Connor Green.

Probably another Connor Green.

No, this is a photo of you.
Connor Green.

Hmm.

If, uh, the pendulum says
we gotta go...

- No, no, sure, but...
- We gotta go.

- Guys.
- We gotta go.

I'm gonna put on
some underpants.

Besides, it will give me
a great opportunity

to test my latest invention.

Someone already invented
a phone?

Oh, ye of little faith.

Your average smartphone

is a mass of sensors
and receivers.

Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, radio,
sound and light.

I have harnessed all of them
to create an app

that transforms your average,
ordinary cell phone

into an unknown
science detector.

You made a magic app?

No, I have made an
unknown-science-sensitive app.

- A magic app?
- And what's it telling you?

That there is a massive energy
spike.

- Here!
- You mean me?

Ah. Having a Librarian nearby

is really screwing up
my science.

A poor workman
blames their tools.

Well, if anyone's a tool...

And why is there
a keynote speech

about you disappearing, Connor?

I didn't disappear.
I joined the Library.

And secrecy's part of the deal,
so I had to stop posting.

And the Con-Con's noticed
because you're, what,

a celebrity in the world?

Kinda.
I used to be a serious academic.

I was doing my masters
at Stuttgart.

I was the rising star
of the teaching staff.

Just to be clear, you're talking
about the Stuttgart.

And everything was going great

until he wrote a paper
on vampires.

More specifically,
that they're real.

Mm, vampires are real.

Exactly. Thank you.
But this is Stuttgart.

And so, I was laughed
out of my job.

But I still had research
I needed to do,

places to go, things to see,

and illegally access
and occasionally steal,

so I needed funding.

Wait. That's why you did

your conspiracy theory videos?
For the clicks?

Partly, yes, but, also, I wanted

to give my Spectral Snoops
the inside scoop.

"Spectral Snoops"?

My followers. Don't laugh.

but I only, only ever tried
to spread the truth,

their way,
as opposed to this guy.

Harvey Pope.

The worst human being
I ever met.

Now I get it.

You don't want us to know
about your past life

because then we would realize
that you were King of the Nerds.

I was not their king, all right?

Oh, my God. King Con.

It's you. King Con.

- Nah. Nah, mate.
- You're back.

Nah. Sorry.
I just look like him.

Honestly, it happens
all the time.

- And I'm gonna need a disguise.
- Hello.

- 500.
- Uh, whatever.

King Con. Hmm.

It was my handle
back in the day, okay?

Connor but with "King"
in front of it.

Such grandiosity. I like it.

Welcome to Con-Con.

That is a lot
of alternative facts.

It's like flypaper for freaks.

I think I'm going
to like this very much.

All this nonsense
that they're peddling,

it's just a room full of lies.

Hey,
it's not all lies, okay?

Like the Drekavac
Believer's Club.

We could all join that one.

Wouldn't make me a liar now,
would it?

No one's saying you are.

No, I'm just saying I cannot
stand being called a liar.

This vehement aversion,

can it be traced back
to your dismissal from Stuttgart

after your vampire paper?

I lost my whole career
because they said I was a liar.

The whole time I was telling
the truth.

- Go figure.
- Oh, I found something.

Oh, no. It's still Vikram.

And these people, did they think
of you as their leader,

did they not?

Sorta.

And a leader

has responsibilities
to his community.

- Like what?
- Like not to disappear.

Okay, but how could I tell them
about finding the Library?

Well, you never could.

- Well, exactly.
- Mm.

"The Earth is triangle."

"The Moon Landing Conspiracy
Conspiracy."

"Ducks Aren't Real."

I know.
But if you're a French fry guy,

you're gonna find yourself
hanging out with a bunch

of hamburger guys,
and nugget guys,

and the Earth-is-flat,
don't-take-the-5G-vaccine guys.

Okay, but in the end,
I really became fond of them.

Especially one guy, he was like
a little brother to me.

You know,
we did everything together.

- What was his name?
- Pedro. Pedro Worth.

And this Pedro Worth,

was he around yay high,
18 or thereabouts?

Black hair, brown eyes,

and always knew how to pull off
a plaid shirt?

Vikram, that's incredible.
How did you do that?

Well, there's a young man
standing behind you right now

who matches
that description entirely,

staring very intensely.

- Pedro! Dude!
- Connor! Oh, my God.

I thought you were dead or...

You're okay! You, you...

You lousy no good...

- Ow!
- Welcome home.

you're?

No, no, no.
No, he's cool.

He's cool. He's...

Pedro, why did you do that?
That hurt.

Did it hurt like it hurt
when you abandoned me

and I thought you were dead?

No, it didn't hurt like that.

It is an honor to make
your acquaintance, Pedro Worth.

My name is Vikram and I...

Not a word you should
probably say in here, sir.

Ah, good point.
Too many true believers around.

Hi. Lysa.

Sorry. He's clean.

I know he's clean.
He's like my little brother.

Was. And then you ran out on me.

- I didn't run out.
- You disappeared!

Months ago.
You, you didn't phone.

You didn't message. You...

I know, I know. I'm sorry.
It's complicated.

Okay. Fair enough.

Your life
has always been complicated

and it's easy to judge
without knowing all the facts.

So here's your chance
to make it all good.

Just tell me where you've been.

I can't. I'm sorry.

I trusted you.

- Pedro... "Us"?
- You abandoned us.

Everybody respected you
at Con-Con.

You know we did.

I already had my real family
walk out on me,

but you?
I thought you were different.

Now I wish I'd never met you
at all.

You did the right thing not
telling him about The Library.

The right thing? I think this is
one of those days

where I don't even know
what that means.

Ladies and gentlemen,

humans and others,

please start making your way
towards the main stage

for Con-Con's keynote speech,

Whatever Happened
to Connor Green?

Given by special guest,
Harvey Pope.

It's beeping!
And it's not pointing a Vikram.

It works! But it's beeping.
That's bad.

Come on.

What's with the scary security?

I don't know. That's new.

Hey, let's sit at the back.
I don't want him to see me.

So who is Harvey Pope?

Well, according
to this reading material,

Mr. Pope is a visionary.
A modern-day philosopher.

A truth-spreader
who tells it like it is.

Harvey's got them
all brainwashed.

Whatever I did,
no matter how crazy,

I was only ever trying
to tell them the truth.

All Harvey wants is to gain
status over people,

bully them, sell them vitamins.

Attendees,
please welcome to the stage

Mr. Pope's right-hand man,
Pedro Worth.

Thanks for the applause.

But I know it's not me
you're here to see,

so I'll keep it short.

A few months ago, our community
lost a shining light.

Connor Green.

I know a few of you knew Connor.

But, for me,
the loss was deeply personal.

We were his Spectral Snoops.

And when he went up
and disappeared,

it was like the rug was snatched
out from underneath us,

until this great man
took us all under his wing.

It is my honor
to introduce to you now,

Harvey Pope!

How could Pedro
get involved with Harvey?

Because there was no one there
to tell him not to.

Hello, Con-Con!

Hello, Con-Con!

You're all far too kind.

Whatever happened
to Connor Green?

It's a good question, isn't it?

When he disappeared,
when he stopped posting,

I felt it like a bereavement.

Didn't you?

Then I learned the truth.

Connor invented The Library
and his quest to find it

to con us out of our money.

I bravely confronted Connor
with this truth.

And he ran.

He took our money, our trust,
and he ran,

leaving us with only his lies!

I'm not a liar.

No.

That's not true.

Connor, you have a defender.

Connor believed in The Library.

The only liar around here
is you.

- No.
- Hey, I like him.

This is a public platform.
Everyone has a voice.

Even if we disagree,
I respect that.

Out of interest, show of hands.

How many of you trust me
as much as you trusted Connor?

About a third.

Please, give me the chance
to change your mind.

I will give you something
Connor could never give you.

I will provide proof
that magic is real.

That's a bad sound.

- Behold.
- The Crown of Anansi.

The West African Trickster God.

The Crown of Anansi.

Mrs. Astolat,
we need a way out, fast.

Get out of our way.

Running away again.

Connor Green, always hiding
from the truth.

No, that's not what I'm doing.

The crown.

It's latching on,
a magical parasite.

You trust me, don't you?

You trust me as much
as you trusted Connor Green.

To the ends of the earth,
Captain, my Captain.

How many of you trust me more
than you trusted Connor Green?

Trust me.

- Trust me! Trust me!
- Ouch!

Bio-electric transfer.

Great power
is in the wrong hands.

Guys, guys, we need
to leave now.

The Crown of Anansi,
it's a mind control device.

Trust me. Trust me.

Let's go.

Come on. Run, run! Come on.

Trust me. Trust me.

What the hell is going on here?

- What the?
- Pedro.

- Where the?
- Pedro, calm down.

- How the?
- Breaths.

Deep breaths. You're safe.
You're safe now.

Is this The Library?

No. Sort of.

It's the annex to The Library.

And what gave it away?
Was it all the books?

The Library?

You're telling me
that The Library is real?

How could you let a civilian
in here?

A civilian? Wait.

Are you The Librarian?

Oh, definitely not.
I am The Librarian.

Charlie here is my guardian.
Connor and Lysa are, um...

What are you, anyway?

We never really nailed down
the wording.

Hmm.

You're part of all this.

All this time, you knew.

I'm sorry. I couldn't tell you.

I... There were rules.

Yeah, because you've been
so big on rules-following.

I had a responsibility
to The Library,

to the literal safety
of the actual world.

You found the thing
we were actually looking for,

- and you never told me.
- I couldn't tell anyone.

I'm not just anyone.

How do I get out of here?

Out of here?

- Am I a prisoner or...
- Yes.

No, no, of course not.

Connor, you're not
even supposed to be here.

What do you think this is,
an open house?

Oh, come now, Charlie.

Can't you see the man
has an honest face?

Pedro.

Okay, we'll just go back
out of the magic door,

which Charlie will open
to somewhere safe, won't she?

Hmm.

Just saying,
there used to be rules.

Pedro, stay away
from Harvey Pope.

Stay away from...

You just don't get it,
do you, Connor?

You're not the king
of anything anymore.

Do not tell me what to do.

I like him.

Okay. I found something.

Uh...

"The Crown of Anansi is made
with a rare iron alloy,

"plated in silver,
and it thrives on chaos,

"feeding on rational thought

"and eating through
any human mind it touches

"until that mind is no longer
able to tell truth from lies

or common sense from whack-job
conspiracy woo-woo."

I paraphrased the last bit.

So it removes
your B.S. detector.

It makes you utterly convinced
that B.S.

is the purest possible truth.

The crown's power lies

in infusing the wearer's speech
with magic.

The stronger-willed you are,
the easier it is to resist it,

which gives us
somewhat of an advantage,

but not immunity.

The crown turned invisible
when Harvey put it on.

I guess it's easier
to control people's minds

if you can hide the thing
you're doing it with.

So we just need to resist
the crown's power

and get close enough
to Harvey to take it off?

We could use
noise-canceling headphones.

Hmm. An exemplary suggestion.

But do not forget that Harvey

has an army of brainwashed
believers around him.

Just to get close enough
to steal the crown

requires a cunning strategy.

So we're planning a magic heist?

Indeed we are.

And what say you, Connor?

You keep hammering out
the complicated plan.

I'm gonna try the simple one.
I wanna talk to him.

Oh! Connor Green.

You scared me halfway to death.

You must have heard
my little speech earlier.

Oh, where you trashed
my reputation

and called me a liar?

Yeah, I did.
How's Anansi's Crown fitting?

Locked on tight.

Listen, Connor,
don't take it seriously.

It's all part of the game.

I trash-talk you,
you trash-talk me.

It leads to clicks
to both of us.

Like wrestling.
It's all theater.

Harvey, the crown is a parasite.

It doesn't just feed
on the people who hear it.

It feeds on the person
who wears it.

At first, it'll make you think
you're king of the world.

Then comes the paranoia,
everyone's against you,

and the crown nibbles away
more and more

until it's literally eating
your brain through your ears.

Scared, are you?

Now I've finally got a taste
of your power.

I never wanted power.

But you had it! Connor Green,

so likable, so charismatic.

Then little old me
scrabbling around

in the background for scraps.
Well, not anymore.

People followed me
because I was telling the truth.

But you? You just want
to push people around

and sell them quack supplements.

You think I'm only in this
for the money?

Of course I am.

- You don't care about them.
- No one cares about them.

- I cared about them.
- No, you looked down on them.

- I did not.
- Then why did you abandon them?

Things got complicated.

And, yeah,
maybe I got distracted,

and maybe I could have...

Maybe I could have
thought about them more.

But I'm thinking about them now.

Which is why I'm here
to make you an offer.

Give me the crown,

and I'll give you
what you really want.

And what's that?

My phone and my passwords.

It's got all my contacts,

all my notes,
everything I ever found.

All yours.
You really can be the new me,

and I won't stop you.

But, Connor, I can
just take that from you now.

Can I?

Trust me.

Noise-canceling headphones.
Clever.

Let's go old school.

Security!

Remove his ear things.
I want him to hear me clearly.

Stay back!

Magic fingers.
Huh?

There's no such thing
as magic fingers, you idiots.

Get him!

Pedro?

Shut up and run!

Harvey showed me
the crown last week.

He must have used it
to get inside my head.

Made me think
he was this great guy.

But when I heard him talking
back there,

how he was saying he didn't
care about any of us.

Hearing him contradict his story
broke his control over you.

I just knew I had
to get you out of there.

- I can see what's real now.
- Thank you.

- So we're good now?
- No.

You lied to me.
You abandoned me.

I'm just not going to forget
all that.

The only thing that's changed,
Connor, is that we both agree.

Harvey Pope needs to be stopped.

- So did you learn anything?
- One thing.

Pedro broke Harvey's control
over him

when he heard Harvey contradict
his own story.

So we just need to get Harvey
to admit to his lies publicly.

Which he'd never do. So, plan B?

Wait, Harvey's hold broke?

That means you and Pedro
are friends again.

- That's great.
- Yeah, no, uh, turns out

the hating my guts bit
was all real.

Oh.

So, if we can't get Harvey
to confess,

what do we do?

We must
stop him speaking altogether.

Guardian, with your permission,
there is a Spell of Silence

held within these vaults,

which I employed
with great success

during the Battle
of le Bourget...

No. No magic. Absolutely not.

Fine!

Then I suppose
your godless science has a way

to freeze a man's own words
within his mouth?

Well, actually, they have.

Oh. Oh.

When I was a kid,
I used to stutter.

And they used this audio therapy
to help me...

Oh, I've heard about this.
The feedback loop.

Stutterer would wear
an earpiece,

and their voice would be
redirected back to them on...

at a delay?

Like a repeating echo
of yourself.

Your stutter forces your brain
to focus on speaking properly.

But if you're not,

the effect can be
so disorientating

that it stops you from being
able to speak altogether.

So, we need to find a way
to broadcast

an aural feedback loop
into Harvey's ears

so that we may claim the crown
from him.

A sonic cannon.

I could whip that up
really quick.

Right, then. Ladies
and gentlemen, we have a plan.

Now, we need to purloin some
sophisticated audio equipment,

an electromagnet,
and, of course,

a Bigfoot costume.

Uh, please, make yourself
comfortable, Mr. Pope.

You know, they say
it's a real power move

to sit with your back
to a window,

so we found you the biggest
window we could find.

I'm very grateful.

Trust me.

My pleasure. Uh, big fan.

Huge.

Right, okay.
Mark is on position.

Oh, I got to say "mark."

- And Connor and Charlie?
- Already waiting.

Right, well,
aim your sonic cannon

and spring this trap.

Who you gonna call?

You must be my biggest fan.

Be my biggest fan. Trust me.

Be my biggest fan. Trust me.

- Trust me.
- Wait.

- Wait. Wait.
- Uh... What?

What? What?

- I... Security.
- Security.

- Do something. I...
- Do something. I...

Now.

- I can't...
- I can't... I can't...

Wait.

Gotcha.

How did you...

Harvey, it's called
having friends.

The scales have been lifted
from my eyes.

Shame on you, Harvey Pope.
Shame.

No. Come back!

F-f-follow me! Trust me!

Make me your king!

We did it. You were amazing.

We all were amazing.

Teamwork makes the dream work.

Oh, God, that didn't sound right
coming from me at all.

And we have the crown. Charlie.

So what do we do
with it now, sir?

Lock it away in the library.
Neutralize it forever.

- I wholeheartedly agree.
- Yeah, me too.

Wait.

Why are we all holding it
like this?

Vikram, I can't let go.

Beware the crown.
Shield your mind.

Charlie Cornwall.

I can hear it speaking to me.

I can give you
your heart's desire.

Just put me on

and I will guide you
to becoming a full Guardian.

No. I won't let you trick me.

Lysa Pascal, I will
give you the insight you need

to meld magic and science
into a brand new technology.

Get out of my head.

Connor Green,
with my help,

you will regain
your position at Stuttgart

and never be called
a liar again.

Shut up. Shut up.

Vikram Chamberlain,

to you, I offer the secrets
of time.

Put me on and you shall be
reunited with Anya.

Vik.

Just put me on,
Librarian.

Don't.

And the past shall be
your present again.

No!

It's so good
to welcome you back, Connor.

The department hasn't been
the same without you.

Of course, you were right.

Vampires are real.

And once we publish
your excellent research,

the whole world
will know it too.

In fact, I wouldn't be surprised

if you're running
the entire anthropology program

by the end of the year.

Put me on, Connor,
and this dream becomes reality.

Put me on.

Dr. Green.lcome to,

Connor?

Is everything all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it is now.
Come on, let's go home.

You go ahead. I'll catch you up.

It tempted me so much.

It took everything I had
to rip it off me.

What did it feel like
wearing it?

Like I could do anything,
and everyone loved me,

and I was right about everything
all the time.

So, wearing the crown made you
feel like you were Vikram?

And there is no finer feeling,
let me assure you.

Where have you been, Vik?

Oh, just tying up
a few loose ends.

Now, has anyone seen my...

What was that?

- Uh, what was what?
- Didn't you gasp, Connor?

No. Not at all.
No gasping here, Vik.

But I do need to talk
to Charlie and Lysa, alone.

Alone?

Yeah, uh, it's about
my tax return.

Do I need to declare
Library costs on the pink form

if I'm deducting costs on the...

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
You lost me at taxes.

Taxes.

Connor, I literally sent you

an email about this
two weeks ago.

- Vikram's wearing the crown.
- What?

He must have gone and got it
when I threw it away.

That's why he didn't come
straight back here.

Look, I know Vikram can be
selfish, but he's not...

You saw how tempted he was.

Yeah, but he's still
The Librarian.

He has the willpower of,
like, 50 very stubborn ghosts.

I knew you wouldn't believe me.

Yeah, Vik says jump,
and you say how high,

- but I say something, and...
- That is not true.

Yeah, it's a double standard.

Like, Vik, he uses magic
all the time,

but I make one little mistake
with a moth...

It ate our clothes.

It's not a double standard.

We don't give him a free pass
with magic.

This is crazy.

I'm not crazy.

No, I'm not saying
that you're crazy.

- I'm saying...
- Whatever.

I need to go find Pedro.

And now they're saying
that Harvey Pope has run off

to Tallahassee
with the ticket money.

I always knew he was a con man.

Right, I'm going.
I'm bored. Bye.

Psst.

Harvey's spell is broken.

Everyone sees him for who he is.

I can't believe
we ever looked up to him.

Be careful choosing your heroes,
right?

Like, maybe I've not been

the best big brother
or role model

I could have been.

You think you were
my role model?

I tried to be.

Yeah, you totally were.

Vikram, The Librarian,
I always looked up to him,

but now I just think
he's a selfish ass.

And I'm just a selfish ass, too.

No, I get it.

The Library has to stay
a secret. Blah, blah, blah.

Yeah, but I should
have contacted you.

I should have contacted
all of you.

Made up a story, said I went

to Timbuktu or somewhere,
you know?

I could have followed
The Library's rules

and still found a way
to say goodbye.

So why didn't you?

I don't know.

No, no. That's a lie. I do know.

I never really wanted to be
a part of this world.

I don't think I realized it,
but I guess I always wanted

to be part of The Library.

You know, The Library,
it's like super Stuttgart.

It's legitimacy, it's being
believed and listened to again,

being on the inside.

And I guess I didn't want
to do anything to risk being

on the outside again.

Like contacting me.

You're embarrassed by all this,
aren't you?

You think you're too good
for us.

- No.
- I mean, I get it.

Who'd want to be a conspiracy
theorist nutjob loser?

Except so many of these people
are people like me and you.

And you were so busy running
from Stuttgart

and chasing The Library
that you never

actually appreciated
where you actually landed.

And I get it.
Your life is so much better now.

But, actually, we were both
pretty good as we were.

You know, Pedro,

the crown promised me
so many wonderful things,

but the reason I was able
to take it off

was because it didn't offer me
the one thing I really wanted.

Truth is, I just want you
to forgive me.

- Can you?
- Yeah.

Great.

Because as well as not feeling
like a selfish ass anymore,

I could really use your help.

Hey.

I am
Vikram Chamberlain.

- You will obey me.
- Lysa, snap out of it.

Vikram's been looping the crown
spell in your earphones.

He knows how strong-willed
you are.

I am
Vikram Chamberlain.

You will obey me.

Connor? Oh, my God.

I remember Vik was wearing
the crown.

She's back with us.

Now, we just gotta find
the scary one.

You mean Charlie?

Hey, Charlie.

My headphones have died.
Do you have a spare charger?

Hm?

Sorry.

Charlie, it's all right.
You're free.

Listen.

I am
Vikram Chamberlain.

- You will obey me.
- Vikram.

Connor, you were right.
Vikram is wearing the crown.

Where is he?

He's in the main library,
looting magical artifacts.

- Building an arsenal.
- What's he planning?

He wants to weaponize
The Library's power.

Use it to spread the crown's
influence everywhere.

He's gonna be able to control
the entire world.

We have to save Vikram
from the crown.

A rogue Librarian
with all that power?

He's too strong for us.

Luckily, I used to have a lot
of friends.

Con-Con 25.

I have an amazing announcement.

Connor Green is back!

And he's doing a speech
on the main stage now.

You heard right.
Connor Green is back.

There's not as many Spectral
Snoops as there used to be.

Don't worry. It's enough.

Hey.

So, uh, I'm back.

It's really me. I'm not dead.

Yet.

And I guess

I have a confession to make.

These last few years,
you've all known me.

But if I'm being honest,

I never really took
the time to get to know you.

Not properly.
This is hard to say out loud,

but I think a part of me,
a big part of me,

thought I was
too good for all this.

But I was wrong.

And for that, I am
truly, truly sorry.

We're the same.

We're not bad or wrong
or stupid.

We're just the kind of people

that wish magic
and The Library was real.

Well, I've got something
to tell you.

Really? For sure?

It's not like we have
another choice.

Tell 'em.

They are real.

Magic, The Library,
it's all real.

And it's right here in Belgrade.

And it's good and it's kind
and it cares and it matters.

And it's in trouble
and it needs your help.

Our good friend
has been seduced by dark powers

and I need my Spectral Snoops
to come and save him.

So I'm here to ask you again.

Will you follow me
one last time?

Yes!

We love you, Connor Green!

King Con! King Con! King Con!
King Con!

Well, that must feel
pretty good.

I'm not gonna lie,
it's kind of great.

Con-Con 25, are you ready to pay
a visit to The Library?

Uh, they're quite noisy.

Don't you think we should
have used the magic door?

Vikram may already have control
of it.

It won't be safe.

He won't expect
a full-on attack.

Remember, the crown makes
the wearer extremely arrogant.

Add that to Vikram's
already healthy ego.

- And he'll think he's God.
- We're just ants.

He never considered these guys
a threat.

but we're gonna prove him wrong.

Huh.

I underestimated you, Connor.
You're quite smart sometimes.

Agreed. Now let's get this done.

Halt!

What's your name?

Uh... Digsy Dean.

Digsy Dean, I want you to hold
everyone here a moment.

Lysa, Charlie, Pedro,
we're going in alone.

Alone? Is that safe?

I gave Harvey the chance to hand
over the crown willingly.

We can at least offer Vikram
that same courtesy.

Earphones?

Whatever you say. I trust you.

Okay, guys, we gotta be careful.

Normal Vikram is slippery,

but magic-crown-possessed
Vikram?

This could be the fight
of our lives.

- If we're not back in 10...
- Send in the cavalry.

Gotcha.

Please do come in.

I've been expecting you.

fe]

You can take out
the noise-canceling headphones.

They won't make a blind bit
of difference.

Ugh. It has not been
our finest day, has it?

But, good news,

everything is about to be
all right.

I just need to ask you
one simple question.

Don't trust him, he's tricksy.

Pedro, why were you so angry
with Connor this morning, hm?

Why would I be angry at Connor?
Connor's the greatest.

I love him.

- But he punched me.
- He did, didn't he?

Big fat punch--

-if I recall correctly.

And, Lysa, Charlie,

remind me how you felt
when Connor released

that giant, clothes-eating moth,
hm?

You were rather angry,
if I recall.

Why would we be angry at Connor?

- Yeah, Connor's the greatest.
- We love him.

They're just saying
what I want to hear.

That's not what happened.
That's not how it went.

Whoa.

The crown makes
the wearer convinced

they were always right
and always loved.

Until the paranoia
overtakes them.

You are still in
the always loved phase.

And just a hint of paranoia
regarding me.

All this time?
I was wearing the crown?

Connor? Is everything all right?

I suspected you at that moment.

Charlie and Lysa, you weren't
trying to control them.

You were trying to warn them.

Connor is wearing the crown.

But your voice
and their earphones.

Hey!

Those were
noise-canceling earphones.

To protect my team
and give me enough time

to figure out a solution.

Anything else you think
you observed or experienced

was a trick of the crown.

Like the people outside
from Con-Con,

I thought they wanted
to follow me.

Your rousing speech
was the moment

the crown began to feed on them.

They were as hypnotized by you
as they were by Harvey Pope.

No, Connor. I love you.

I do. And I forgive you
for abandoning me.

As much as I want you
to mean that, you don't.

Not really.

I guess the crown really did
give me my wish.

It made you forgive me.

I do forgive you.

I forgive you.

They are under its spell,
Connor.

- You have to break it.
- Break nothing, Connor.

- We love you.
- You're so smart.

And so handsome.

That's so weird.

Okay, so I just have

to contradict my story
and we're good?

Okay. Guys, I've been wearing
the crown all along.

I'm an idiot.

No. You're a genius.
A hero. A leader.

Okay. Do one thing for me.
Point your phone at me, Lysa.

Okay.

Ouch!

Bio-electric transfer.

Power is in the wrong hands.

Connor is wearing the crown.

What just happened?

Was I just complimenting you?
Agh.

- Nice to have you back, Lysa.
- Uh-huh.

It's stuck.
It won't come off.

The crowd outside is
still enchanted by the crown.

That enchantment holds
the crown on your head.

You must break its spell.

Okay.

I know what to do.

My friends, I have a confession
to make.

Harvey Pope was right about me.

I'm a low-down,
no-good sleazeball

who's only ever in it
for the money.

I lied.
I lied about The Library.

I lied about being someone
you should follow.

I'm just... I'm a liar.

Boo to you, Connor Green.

Connor.

You trashed your reputation

to save The Library.

Yeah.

Small price to pay.

There. You're free of it.

You are an excellent role model,
Connor.

To all of us.

Okay.

Come on, guys.

There's a Q&A with
Mary Shelley's Ghost at 7:30.

We're out of here.

Quick march! Step two!

You know, something I lost
when you disappeared?

I forgot how to be amazed.

Everything got so mean
and bitchy,

but this last day with you,
it's been amazing.

Just like old times.

And one thing I want you
to know,

I really do forgive you.

No magic hijacking
my brain this time.

I mean it. I forgive you.

Thank you, man.

Because it was a crown.

Or was it a bracelet?

It's like I'm already starting
to forget.

Yeah, that's The Library.
Doing its cleanup job.

Keeping its secrets secret.

I'll forget all this?

Will it mean I'll forget
meeting you again, too?

I hope not.

But even if you do,
I'll come find you again soon.

Promise.

See ya.

So when our time's up,

do we forget all this as well?