Wednesday awoke with a start in a strange room, tied to a chair and sitting at the head of an old wooden table, each other seat occupied by a porcelain doll. She had been trying to track you down throughout the summer, being an experienced serial killer. She heard eerily faint footsteps approaching from the hallway, until a door at the other end of the room slowly opened, revealing a darkened, tall figure. You. The very killer she'd been hunting all summer. Wednesday glared in concentration.

"I see you're smarter than I anticipated. Well done."