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1 You really think we should be here?

What if we get caught?

Look... when it's your last night in town,

you can do whatever you want, all right?

You can play tiddlywinks for all I care.

But... me?

I want to have a night I can remember.

You really think Tacoma's gonna be that bad?

Look, I didn't come here to talk!

Okay? I came here to have fun.

So can we have a good time?

Hey, do you hear that?

Hear what?

Check out, Bozo.

Who?

That clown over there in that tent.

What tent?

Hee hee.

Who's there?

- Carnival's closed! - Security guard's coming.

- Hide! - Hey!

Hey, kid, come back here!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Who's there?

Hunting's a dishonest business.

You gotta lie all the time

about who you are and what you do.

But the hardest lies

aren't the ones you tell other people.

They're the ones you tell yourself.

Another day looking for this mystery man and still nothing.

It's like this guy's a ghost.

At least we did find some killer sandwiches.

Well, if sandwiches could kill the Akrida queen,

then we'd be all set.

I'm just saying, I don't think

Lata and Carlos are eating like this.

Besides, we're gonna find that guy... I know it.

Oh, my God.

I appreciate the positivity.

But are you sure you're all right?

I mean, you were pretty aggressive

with the bartender back there.

I just thought he was holding out on us, that's all.

Seriously, though, you gotta try this.

No, and the gas station attendant from before.

Are you sure you're all right

with everything that happened in Lawrence?

Yeah, I will be, okay?

All right? Once my mom and Betty

find evidence to clear my name, uh...

be able to put all this in the rearview.

Rearview?

It's like you're pretending nothing ever happened.

Hey, look, I am sorry

if you're upset that I don't feel worse about this, okay?

Maybe it's the fact that we left Lawrence or that...

I don't know... we get to spend a moment alone together.

- Yeah, but John... - Hey, Mary, can you please

just accept that I'm okay?

Oh.

Did we... interrupt something?

I'd like to say the answer is yes, Lata,

but thank you for making things more awkward.

So what's up?

Did you guys find anything on the mystery man?

Nope. But we did find a new mystery.

Wally Gorman, last seen two nights ago

at a traveling carnival in town.

Apparently, he was with a friend

trespassing after hours when he vanished.

People run away with the carnival all the time.

I mean, what makes you think this is a case?

Two words... creepy clown.

And, according to that news report,

Wally was the only one to see it.

I say we check it out.

At least we can do some good before we go.

So that's it? You just...

- you just wanna give up? - No one's giving up.

My dad and Ada are still looking for magic

to kill the Akrida queen.

And last we spoke, they split up,

but Ada said she was close.

So I think in the meantime, this kid could use our help.

Okay, well, then I guess I'll just go easy

on the sword-swallower and tattooed man.

Try not to cry in your cauldrons, ladies.

Full house... pentacles and swords.

- Ha ha ha ha. - Sorry,

but that's all the adder's fork I can part with.

- Aw! - This witch is out.

Oh, sure, fly away on your broomstick

just when it's getting interesting.

If you need another player, I'm happy to join.

This game is for

professional purveyors of magic only,

not amateurs who used to moonlight as bookstore owners.

You know who I am?

Ada Monroe,

associate of Men of Letters

and witch with the green thumb

who prefers pruning her demons

instead of sending them straight back to Hell

where they belong.

If you're saying my magic is no good here,

- then I can just go. - I guess that depends

on what it is.

Seed of Nightshade,

tended under the full moon.

Hmm.

More... earth magic. how quaint.

But I do like to keep things interesting.

♪ Everybody loves a clown ♪

♪ So why don't you? ♪

♪ Everybody laughs at the things that I say and do ♪

Don't you just love carnivals?

Which part?

Being surrounded by screaming kids

or adults trying to fix whatever problems

they have in their life by winning a stuffed giraffe?

What about you two?

I mean, any thoughts on all this fun?

Look.

Wally saw a clown, right?

Could be a good place to start.

Hi, excuse me?

We're interns at the "Fort Wayne Examiner"

and our boss told us to do a follow-up story

on the kid who went missing the other night.

I already told the paper and the cops everything I know.

Most importantly, I was nowhere near that kid

when he went missing.

And I got a bar full of people

I was passed out in front of to prove it.

Well, there must be something that you could tell us,

like if you or any of your carny friends

have any theories.

A couple a ride boys who run the Tilt-a-Whirl have an idea.

But I have a feeling your boss at the paper

wouldn't have the guts to print it.

Why? What do they think happened?

They say that kid's the latest victim of Limbo.

Limbo the Clown.

Um... I'll probably regret asking this later,

but, uh, who's that?

Limbo is a...

carnival urban legend.

No one knows if there's a man or a monster

under that greasepaint.

He goes from carnival to carnival pitching his tent...

Limbo's Hall of Happy... and luring folks inside.

And once he does, no one ever sees you again.

Now...

Sorry to let things get out of hand...

But I've gotta go make a living.

Okay. Granted, Limbo the kidnapping clown...

terrifying.

But could any of you take that guy seriously?

- At least it's a start. - I'll head back to the motel

and see if I can find anything in the lore.

Okay. 'Losi, why don't you go with Lata...

Actually, I'm gonna go with Lata.

So why don't you stay with Mary?

I...

I see your bones...

and I raise you.

- All in. - Ah.

That's too rich for this witch's blood.

I fold too.

I'll bite.

Let's see what the Fates have given you.

Full house.

Mmm.

Straight flush.

I tried to warn you

that our game was out of your league.

I just... please, just let me...

let me borrow some magic to try to win some of it back.

I promise I'm good for it.

Oh.

This isn't just about some more

seeds and bones, now is it?

I know this game attracts powerful magic users.

And I need some of it.

I need it to stop the Akrida queen,

to defeat their invasion.

Ha.

- The Akrida? - Yes.

No one knows when that invasion's gonna happen.

But when it does, it can't be stopped.

They're too powerful.

She's right.

Find a coven to join... not that anyone here is offering.

Enough dark magic users

should be able to protect each other

from the storm those bugs are going to whip up.

I can't do that. I have friends, I have family

that I have to think about. Please.

There has to be something that can stop them.

Please.

Prove

you are powerful enough to wield that kind of magic,

and maybe, perhaps, we'll let you stay.

Okay. How?

Make it grow.

No water, no dirt.

Just magic.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Amateur hour is over.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

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

Ada Monroe?

I heard about what you're after,

and I can help for the right price.

Who are you?

I'm your new best pal.

My name is Rowena.

These are all from the library?

There aren't many holes in my lore collection,

but I'm afraid carnival lore is one of them.

"Folklore of the American Carnival".

"Clowning Around: A History from Alfie to Zappo".

You really think there's gonna be

stuff about Limbo in here?

Before we see,

I wanted to check in

after everything that's happened.

Right.

Is this... you checking?

Or did Mary put you up to this?

Whatever is going on between the two of you

is none of my business.

I'm asking because you're my friend.

I'm good.

Yeah.

Thanks.

I see no sign of Limbo's Hall of Happy anywhere.

So what now?

We get to the important stuff,

like you spilling on what you and soldier boyfriend

were fighting about back at the motel.

Let's just say being accused of murder

hasn't exactly helped John with his anger issues.

He's in total denial.

Everybody processes trauma differently.

At least, that's what Dr. Z says.

I just wish I knew how to help.

Well, timing's definitely not great.

If Ada finds that magic,

we'll definitely have an Akrida fight on our hands soon.

I'm just so worried about him.

Everything's gonna be okay. All right?

- We're in this together. - I know.

So just keep pretending like you're comforting me anyways.

- Wait, what? - Someone's following us.

Over my shoulder, 1:00.

Oh, damn it. He made me.

Quick!

Oh, I think I found something.

Limbo's real name was Jerome Haskins,

and he was a part of a carnival that traveled

the Midwest in the 1920s.

Says here he was one of the main attractions.

Until the one-two punch of the Dust Bowl

and Depression hit, and the entire carnival went under.

Well, they say every clown has a sad story.

Now, we know his.

Except that wasn't the end of it.

According to legend,

Haskins searched out a powerful occultist

and asked to trade his soul for dark magic.

Let me guess. He wasn't asking for

a shiny new nose and clown shoes?

No.

It was for a spell

to make him forget all of his problems

and freeze him like that, so he could stay happy forever.

There.

Who are you, and why are you following us?

Because I wanted to know what you found out about Limbo.

And I don't trust reporters.

Reporters?

From the "Fort Wayne Examiner", remember?

Oh! Ha...

Of course. Never mind.

So why do you care so much about Limbo?

Is it about Wally, the missing kid?

No, somebody else... my little brother Roger.

Limbo took him 30 years ago.

So you're not really reporters.

You're Monster Hunters?

It's something that we don't like to advertise

- for obvious reasons. - Could you tell us more about

what happened to your brother, Clarence?

I was 18

and Roger was 10

when our parents died in a car crash.

Growing up eight years apart,

we were never close, so I didn't know what to do...

how to help him through his grief, you know?

So instead, a day after the funeral,

I took him to the carnival to try and cheer him up.

It only made things worse.

And he ran off.

I looked everywhere.

But all I found was this little girl.

She said she'd seen Roger vanish,

like he just disappeared.

Did you try telling the police?

They thought the little girl was seeing things

and eventually stopped searching for Roger

and gave up. But I didn't.

That's when I heard of the Legend of Limbo.

If only I'd helped him through his grief

instead of taking him to that damn carnival,

he'd be here right now.

You were just a kid too.

I lost both of my parents to monsters.

I know how hard it is.

Maybe that's it. According to the paper,

Wally was upset because his parents were getting divorced

and forcing him to move.

And now we know that Roger was upset too.

So you think Limbo's targeting his victims?

Searching for people who are sad or dealing with grief

and luring them into his tent?

I think he's adding to his troupe.

Well, we're gonna find your brother.

You don't have much time. The carnival starts

pulling up stakes tonight, and once it's gone,

there's no telling where or when

Limbo will strike next.

Then we need to figure out what kind of magic

- we're up against, stat. - I'm on it.

I was able to identify the occultist

Limbo made a deal with.

Hopefully, digging into his lore

will lead to how to defeat Limbo.

I know I'm no Monster Hunter,

but have some research on Limbo,

things I've gathered searching for Roger.

Okay. Great.

So Carlos, you go with Clarence and grab everything he's got,

and then meet Lata back at the motel.

John and I are gonna stay here and make sure

that Limbo doesn't snatch anyone else up before he goes.

Here it is.

The grimoire you say the Men of Letters stole from you.

Ah, yes!

My old grimoire.

Yes, which means it's now your turn

to fulfill your end of the bargain.

You promised me magic

powerful enough to kill the Akrida queen.

That I did.

But there's just one teeny, weeny, wee little problem.

This was never my grimoire.

I lied. Terrible of me, I know.

But I had to make sure

you let me through that heavily warded door.

Why?

What do the Men of Letters have here that you want?

Not the Men of Letters, Ada Monroe.

You.

Those hags may have dismissed your green-thumbed magic,

but not me.

I'm here for the demon you trapped in a plant.

So now that you got me alone, what's the plan?

Wanna grill me again?

Try to figure out why I'm not as upset

as you think I should be?

After investigating this case, I think I know why.

Really? And why is that?

What if it's us?

What if our relationship is the problem?

Wanna tell me how Hunting an evil clown

suddenly makes you think we have issues?

Not hunting Limbo.

Talking to Clarence about what happened to his brother.

Mary, that doesn't make any sense.

Clarence used the carnival as an escape

so his brother wouldn't have to face his problems.

Don't you think it's possible

that you've been using our relationship

- in the same way? - Okay, so our relationship

is a circus carnival in this metaphor.

No. It's something happy

to distract you from your issues.

And it's been working, because ever since we left Lawrence,

you've been pretending that we've been on vacation together

instead of on the run for Kyle's murder.

Either that, or you're flying off the handle

because it's like you're totally ignoring reality.

I'm ignoring reality?

You're honestly gonna stand here

and act like you're not avoiding your issues, too?

Okay, what about life after Hunting or us?

Well, I applied to college, and I got in.

Great. And then what have you done since?

Have you accepted the offer?

Have you enrolled for any classes?

Have you taken a second to think about

how any of this works if I'm still Hunting?

Sorry I'm too busy trying to save the world.

There it is, Mary, the eternal excuse.

I mean, admit it... the second your future got real,

you did what you always do.

You buried your head in the Hunting sand

so you wouldn't have to think about college

- or our relationship. - You know what?

Think what you want. I don't have time for this.

And there you go, proving my point.

It's Limbo.

I think he's here.

Okay.

Walkie if you see any sign of him or the tent.

Don't you think we should stick together?

Why bother?

I'm probably just sticking my head

in that Hunting sand, right?

John, I found Limbo's tent.

- I'm going in. - Mary, wait for me.

I'll be right there.

Mary!

Mary!

Mary.

Mary.

At one moment, she's radioing me.

The next, she's vanishing into thin air.

There was no sign of Limbo or his tent anywhere.

Just like with Wally and Roger.

Do you think Limbo was targeting her

the way he was targeting them?

Except for one detail that doesn't make any sense.

I mean, Mary wasn't upset like the others when it happened.

Unless she was.

Okay, look, we got into a fight.

But neither one of us realized what it was going to lead to.

All right, we need to find her.

And we also need to find a way to defeat Limbo

before the carnival goes and he goes with it.

Okay. I think I might have some ideas

based on the information I found on the occultist

that Limbo made a deal with.

Limbo's happiness is the result of a mirror

that was given to him by the occultist

that's enchanted by dark magic.

And he can only maintain that happiness

by spreading it to others.

That must be why Limbo kidnaps people.

The good news is while Limbo's happiness is absolute,

it's also very fragile because if anyone from his troupe

were to be convinced to embrace reality again,

then Limbo would be destroyed

and all of his victims set free.

Great. So we crash Limbo's happy party,

avoid looking into his mirror, and we talk

- some sense into one of them. - Yeah.

We just need to figure out how to find

a tent that we can't see.

Why don't we get Limbo to target one of us?

I know I'm pretty upset with Jonathan

now that Mary's missing.

Playing into his hand can't be a good idea.

There has to be another way to gain admission.

Admission.

When Mary went missing, she found this ticket.

It's like it appeared right after our fight.

Perhaps it's only offered once a person has

been primed for Limbo's spell.

I think I may know where to find one.

Clarence had a bunch of old Limbo memorabilia

along with all of his research.

Here, an old ticket to Limbo's Hall of Happy.

You think it'll work?

It better, because we don't have much time

until the carnival is gone.

So much evil in such a small package.

It practically radiates darkness.

Ohh...

I can feel it.

The demon wasn't part of our deal.

Why do you even want it? Are you trying to play

both sides against the middle here, like...

Dinnae get your knickers in a twist, hen.

This has nothing to do with the Akrida, I can assure you.

You're potted little hellraiser here

has information about my son.

I have a son too.

But just give me the magic you promised me,

and I will let you take the plant and go.

Or... what're you gonna do?

Maybe those witches were right.

Maybe you're not powerful enough to stop the Akrida.

- Or me, for that matter. - Don't.

Toodles.

I said, stop!

Now look who's trying to prove me wrong.

I hate being wrong.

Aaah!

That's where Mary disappeared.

The carnival's literally pulling up stakes.

Then we all need to grab Clarence's ticket

and see if it really works.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any creepier.

I don't see any sign of Mary.

Or Limbo and his clown troupe.

John?

- John? - John?

- John! - John!

Mary?

Are you in here?

Don't look into a mirror in a maze filled with them.

Fantastic. All right.

Hello, John.

You ready for some fun?

Where is she?

Come on, John. I can't tell you that.

That would spoil the show.

I said tell me where she is!

Or what?

You gonna hurt me, John?

Because I abhor violence.

I just want people to be happy, even people like you.

See, I know that you cheated your way in here.

But don't worry.

I won't hold it against you.

After all, you need me as much as anyone.

Yeah, I don't need you.

And neither does Mary.

Mary? Are you in here?

Look at you.

What a smarty pants you are, covering your eyes

so you don't look into my special mirror.

But which one is it?

There's so many of them. It's so hard to tell.

Mary, can you hear me?

Getting warmer, John.

Oh ho ho, warmer.

John, you're practically on fire now.

John.

- Mary. - You came to find me.

Of course. Okay, look, we have to get out of here.

- John, we can't. - What are you talking about?

We'll break our way outta this maze if we have to.

No, you don't understand. I wanna stay here.

And I want you to stay with me too.

- What? - We can be together

where there aren't any problems.

And we never have to fight again

about my future or your anger.

We can be happy in Limbo's tent forever.

But none of it would be real.

It would all be a part of Limbo's spell.

Mary, there's a world out there that we have to save.

Not if we stay.

Limbo can protect us from all of that here.

All you have to do is look in the mirror behind me.

No.

We're leaving. Come on.

A bit of misdirection.

I'm sorry to have to trick you, John.

But I guess the joke's on you.

Now, put a smile on that face.

- John! - Come on!

Oh, gross. No.

Still wanna stand by your love of carnivals?

If we survive this, I promise I'm never going

to eat cotton candy again.

- What are we supposed to do? - Run!

Wait. The door.

There's no way out.

John? Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

This is not happening.

Looks like we have more uninvited guests.

Let's give them a show anyway.

Make them die laughing.

Mary, please, all right.

You just need to listen.

John?

John? All right.

Come back to reality. Don't do this.

Carlos, they're not listening.

We need to find someplace safe to hide.

They're going to rip us apart.

Clown car.

Shut the door. Shut the door!

Keys? Keys?

- Where are the keys? - This was your idea.

What do you mean where are the ...?

Aah!

Roger?

Oh, my God, we're going to die in here, in a clown car!

Roger, I know you can hear me.

I know what it's like to lose your parents...

how painful and how chilling it all is

feeling like you're all alone in the world.

And you just want that feeling to go away.

But I promise you, you are not alone.

You have a family, just like I do,

that loves you and that misses you.

And your brother Clarence?

He's been looking for you this whole time.

And he never gave up on you because...

because he loves you.

No, no, no, no. Hey!

And he wants to be with you again.

You just have to want that, too.

Hey, cheer up in there, kid, huh?

I said, cheer up!

Roger, listen to me.

Do you want to see your brother again?

Yeah, I do.

No, no, no, no.

No, no!

No!

Hey.

Are you two okay?

Yeah. Other than my face hurting

from smiling so hard, I think so.

How about you two?

Well, other than our two best friends

almost ripping us apart,

yeah, pretty peachy keen.

Finally!

You're awake.

Here, drink this.

It's a nice wee cup of my own special brew

to help restore you after all the magic you expended.

Thanks...

but I'll pass.

Why are you still here?

This was never just about that demon,

much as I'll enjoy torturing him.

It was also a test, one you just passed.

A test?

To see if you were powerful enough to join my coven.

Those witches were right about one thing.

The Akrida are so powerful, even with the right magic,

stopping their invasion may be impossible.

- And it's coming soon. - Wait.

You know when the queen is opening her portal?

Not exact details.

I mean, I know she needs help...

something about an alignment of five planets, or...

I need the magic you promised me.

Now.

Heroes.

Here you are.

That's it?

That's supposed to kill the queen?

There is one more ingredient that needs to be added.

The good news is you don't have to go too far to get it.

The bad news is once you use it,

you'll never be quite the same.

And why is that?

Because the ingredient is right here,

dearie.

It's a piece of your own soul.

If you survive this, Ada Monroe,

look me up.

You're more powerful than you know.

And I have so much to teach you.

Must be kinda weird for both of them, right?

I mean, before it was just 8 years, and now it's 38.

I guess it's better than never seeing him again.

Thank you for what you did...

Saving us.

I kinda had no choice.

I have to ask.

Do the two of you remember it, when you were clowns?

Yeah, all of it.

How terrifying.

Actually, it was kind of nice.

Uh, Lata, let's go check on Roger and Clarence.

So do you really mean that?

Didn't it feel good to you,

not having to worry about our problems for a second,

not to have to worry about us?

Maybe.

But it also made me realize that you were right.

I have been ignoring things

because it's easier than facing the truth.

I'm sorry for that.

I am also sorry for being so angry with you.

I guess I got kind of angry myself,

you calling me a hypocrite and all.

But you were right too.

Thinking about the future is scary.

So are we good?

- Mom, what are you doing here? - I thought you'd wanna

hear the good news. Betty and I found a witness

who can attest that Kyle arrived at the garage

after he made the 911 call saying he was already there.

I talked to a lawyer.

He said it's enough to clear you.

Thank you.

It'll be good to have you home

after we stop by the clubhouse.

Ada's back... said she's got something on the Akrida.

- So what is all this stuff? - Star charts.

I traded magic with a witch who told me that five planets

have to be in alignment in order for the queen

to open her portal.

But I can't make heads or tails of when

that's supposed to happen.

Maybe I can.

Well, there's still the problem of how to stop her

and the entire Akrida army.

That's where the trade came in.

There's supposed to be enough magic in this crystal

to kill the queen.

Well, way to bury the lede there, Ada.

That's incredible.

How do you know that little crystal can do all that?

I guess I'm just that good.

And not a moment too soon.

Why?

According to this, the planetary alignment

that the queen needs has already begun.

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