Witchcraft 14: Angel of Death

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Here's to renewing old acquaintances.

And here's to new beginnings.

Oh, yeah.

Damn you, Jenny Brooks!

Damn you to hell!

What the f***?

Jenny!

Jenny!

Jenny!

Sh*t.

So the space monkey flips up his visor

and calmly takes a drink of his mai tai,

looks over to the priest and he says,

"So, we're not in Oregon anymore."

Oh, my God,

you're giving me such a headache.

You're just so stupid.

What? Come on.

How is that not hilarious?

Can't you just see

a little f***ing space monkey

sipping on a mai tai?

How is that not funny?

Please, I am begging you,

no more jokes.

If I buy you lunch,

will you just shut up?

If dessert's included,

you got yourself a deal.

Fine, whatever.

Can we just get back to work?

Sure.

Gross.

What?

Hands.

Wash your hands.

Oh, yeah, right.

Oh, my God.

Why do you hate me?

I've been a good girl.

I don't deserve to spend

all day with this idiot.

What'd the preliminary say?

Cause of death is massive

blood loss from every orifice.

No other wounds were noted

and toxicology hasn't come back yet.

This could be viral, poison or,

you know.

Witchcraft.

Yeah.

Well, knowing us,

it probably is.

You know, sometimes I wish

we would have a stabbing

or poison or even the plague.

Anything really.

But then, there are a few benefits.

There are a lot of texts on here

between our victim and a Thom Carmack.

That must be the boyfriend.

We need to talk to him.

Ah.

Here's something.

Apparently our victim

stole the boyfriend away

from someone named Rose.

Oh.

That sounds like motive to me.

There's nothing more dangerous

than a jealous woman.

You always think women are to blame.

Just my experience.

That's because you're an evil bastard.

This is true,

but I still put my money on her.

So?

I don't know, Rose.

The article says that

it's still under investigation

and the police don't

even know what happened.

What makes you think that

you had anything to do with this?

Because she's the one Thom left me for.

She sent me this really

shitty email the other day

and I kinda cursed her.

What do you mean,

you cursed her?

I don't know.

I was reading the email

and I started getting

really pissed off and

the next thing I know

I'm screaming,

"damn you, Jenny Brooks.

"Damn you to hell!"

And I just felt something.

No, honey, you just got

caught up in the moment.

I'm sure you had nothing to do

with this woman's death.

And you know,

I think it's a really good idea

that you and Thom

aren't together anymore.

He may have had

something to do with this.

No, no, he had nothing

to do with this.

I'm sure of it.

You don't know that.

Okay, well, what about

Christy Wallace or Rick Osbon?

Who?

Remember Christy Wallace

from fourth grade?

She used to cut my hair and

steal my snack pack at lunch.

Is this the little girl

that ruined your dress?

Yes, among other things.

I wish she'd die dozens of times

and then when she didn't

show up for fifth grade,

we found out she died in

a car accident with her mom.

No. Honey, that's just a coincidence.

If people died every time

we wished them dead,

they'd all be dropping off like flies.

But this is different.

When that guy, Rick,

spiked my drink,

I know I got him.

He got hit by a car.

I saw it happen.

A black car, no license plate.

Rose, honey, I want you to know

that I believe everything

that you're telling me.

But you have go to try

and not fixate

on anyone in particular.

There have been times

in my life where

I have crossed paths with people

that have died mysteriously.

But, sweetheart,

that was just a coincidence.

You killed Jenny!

I'm gonna f***ing kill you!

Not tonight, a**hole.

Okay, ladies.

Let's mix it up a bit today

and try something new.

How about we start with downward dog?

All right.

Okay, hold.

Okay, good.

Very good.

Okay, now, let's go...

Go to...

Sharon,

could you

please cover for me?

All right, downward dog.

Now, leg up, toes pointed to the ceiling.

Bring the same foot back down

between your palms.

And then back up and

slide into warrior two.

Hold.

Three, two.

One.

Bring it in.

All right.

Hey, can I talk to you?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Well, you know, as you can see,

we're a small coven, here,

and we only use white magic.

So you're safe here, okay?

Okay.

Well, we love to have you join us here,

so, just think about it

and get back to me.

All right?

All right.

All right.

Thank you.

All right.

All right.

Ah.

You wanted to see me?

I've seen her.

Her name is Rose.

Where'd you see her?

In a vision.

She's trying to use her powers,

but it's evident to me

that she's having problems with control.

Well, I bet you could

help her with that.

What's our next move?

I want you to visit her

and try and convince her

to come back with you.

Don't reveal too much.

But use your best judgment.

Okay.

I know you won't let me down.

You can count on me, Samuel.

I still think the ex did it.

Rose.

Yeah, Rose.

That's where we should be.

We need to talk to her.

We will.

I just want to see

if we can catch the boyfriend first.

I have a feeling he was

the last to see our victim alive.

You're probably right.

There weren't any symbols on the wall

or desecration that would lead

to one lone, satanic ritual.

I still don't think he did it.

Toxicology still hasn't come back yet,

so poison can't be ruled out.

Odds are against it?

Well, we'll take care of it.

We haven't run into any witches

we couldn't take care of.

Oh, sh*t.

Jeez.

Can I help you?

Rose, right?

Yes.

I'm Sharon.

I own a studio with Yogi Samuel.

Right off of Riverton.

Okay, yeah,

I know where that is.

We formed a group of

like-minded individuals

and we found that through yoga,

we can unlock certain...

abilities within ourselves.

Sorry, I don't really

know what you mean.

Yeah.

Yogi Samuel could probably

explain it better.

He had a vision of you last night.

A what?

A vision?

Something about unlocked power

and that he could help you understand

and bring the stability out.

Look, I'm sorry,

I'm not interested.

This isn't...

Step back!

Now!

Just in case you change your mind.

We'd love for you to join us.

Mom, I need to tell you

something about Thom.

What is it, dear?

I think I killed him.

What are you talking about?

He sent me a text the other day,

and before I knew it,

I was staring at

his picture on my phone

and then,

things got kinda fuzzy.

Okay, look,

this is nonsense.

Just nonsense.

But Mom!

This really happened.

I think I'm a witch.

Rose Lindsey,

I will not have

this kind of talk in my house!

Look, this is just a mess.

Just go to your room!

What?

You heard me.

Go to your room.

And if you're going to

live under my roof,

you're gonna follow my rules.

Greta?

Look, I'm sorry to call you so late.

No, it's Rose.

She's beginning to know her powers.

She may be in trouble.

What did she say?

She wasn't really receptive.

But you're right.

She's the one.

So you could sense it too.

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