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That would be great, Ms. Wardwell, and I'll do the same.

This happens every year.

But witches aren't real, are they, Nana?

And that will save your life.

You want to be sacrificed?

You're a stain and we're better off without you.

I mean, just between us, you don't really want to be queen, do you?

Even with what we just saw?

- And those people. - What people?

our kin accused a woman of being a witch.

In an unexpected turn of events,

Stay very quiet, or the cloaking won't take.

Never got all the way through them myself.

Oh. I thought you came to talk to me because you was worrying

Kneel before your queen!

- You can come with me, if you want. - And why would I do that?

No one questioned why that was.

The night of Feast Day lottery.

It's a... a hunch.

I think it's bonkers.

I can't believe you're one of the 14 tributes, Prudence.

And who is this woman that we can discuss our ways with her?

What do you get as queen?

And I'll get a plastic bag to collect the lamb entrails.

- Your Aunt Zelda's a football fan? - All contact sports.

I've dreamed about it.

As a recent convert, Father Blackwood, I'm curious,

Either get in or get out!

Where are you going to sleep?

What made you run, Dezmelda,

of the Church of Night were chased out of the township of Greendale...

Who might you be?

What a blasphemous creature you are.

I'm Queen of the Feast.

As fully as possible, for as long as possible.

Don't be jealous, girls. Maybe it'll be your turn next year.

My cunning started to manifest when I was just about your age.

In that case, do come on in.

Ms. Wardwell, have you ever heard of witches celebrating

Isn't that right, Dezmelda?

do for you, Principal Hawthorne?

He's flesh and blood, just like you and me.

Yes, Sabrina. I'll do my research,

- Already poured, Aunt Zee. - It's not poison, is it?