Witchcraft XII: In the Lair of the Serpent

- Are you ready to call it a night?

What are you talking about?

Hey, I'm just getting started.

It's 1:30, Jeff.

One more drink?

I'm buying.

And to growing old gracefully.

You're 26.

But I feel like an old man.

You're an old dork.

We should do this more often.

What, go out to clubs?

No, hang out.

I hardly ever get to see you anymore.

I know.

This new job at the college

is a little more than I'd planned for.

I mean, there's so much to learn,

and the hours are totally insane,

and, Jeff, put down the lamp.

Hello?

Shit, shit.

Sorry, Cindy.

- And you weren't even listening to me?

I'll get some paper towels.

No, let's just go.

Let's just go.

No, just stay here.

I'm gonna be right back.

I saw what happened.

That was an accident.

- I hope your girlfriend's not too mad.

She's not my girlfriend.

No?

No, it's my sister.

How cute.

I'd better be going.

What's the rush?

Are you for real?

Is this real enough for you?

Jeff.

Jeff?

Jeff?

Jeff.

Jeff.

Jeff.

Jeff.

Jeff.

Jeff.

You live here?

Yeah, something wrong?

Just kind of industrial.

- I need a lot of space for my work.

- Really, what kind of work you do?

I'm a sculptor.

I work with metals.

Can I see it?

That's nice.

Are you coming or not?

It's kind of cold in here.

- You've never done this before, have you?

Of course I have.

You wanna go back?

I can take you back.

Come on, Tisa.

- You don't have to if you don't want to.

What's that for?

- You can touch, but you can't look.

No fair.

- Play by my rules, or don't play at all.

It's kind of tight.

Don't worry.

What the,

No. (yelling)

Hello?

Cindy, it's Will.

Hey, you're in town.

I thought you weren't supposed to be here

till this afternoon.

Flight got in a little early.

How are you doing?

Just trying to keep sane.

It's not easy.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I guess.

I still can't believe--

Yeah, I know.

Hey, you gonna be around for a little while?

Yeah, why?

I thought I'd come on by,

and we can grab something to eat,

if you feel up to it.

- I really don't feel like going anywhere

or doing anything,

but if you come by here,

I can make us something.

You don't have to do that.

No, really, I'd love to.

Do you remember how to get here?

What the fuck is this, Tom?

- It looks like some sort of cult thing,

yeah, maybe Satanists, possibly witchcraft.

I got some guys researching that symbol.

And?

Nothing yet.

- Well, you better find out something

before the next murder happens.

- How do you know there's gonna be one?

- This isn't just some garden variety serial killer.

Whoever did this is following some ancient ritual

that tells them how and when to kill.

They'll try and do this again,

only next time, you'd better be there.

Who else has seen these?

Nobody outside the precinct.

Good, I don't want this thing

getting out to the press.

They love making celebrities out of these assholes.

Don't worry about it, Chief.

I'll take care of it.

- Lord, we commit the soul of your humble servant,

Jeffrey Rodrick Lawton,

and commit his body to the ground.

Ashes to ashes,

dust to dust,

in the name of the father, son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.

Thanks.

So how's Seattle treating you?

Okay, I guess.

My practice is working out.

We have a lot of new clients.

- How long has it been since you've come back here?

Last year, remember?

- Yeah, you came back for Jeff's birthday.

Cindy, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to bring that up.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's not your fault.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

God, I miss him so much.

I just can't believe it

that he's gone,

and I keep expecting him to come in the door

and tell me that it's just all a big joke, you know,

but it's not.

He's gone,

and it's my fault.

Come on, Cindy.

How can you say that?

- Well, the last time that I saw him,

we were in this club,

and he went to the bathroom,

and he didn't come back.

I finally went to go look for him,

and that's when I saw him leave

with this woman.

You never told me that.

What woman are you talking about?

I don't know who she was.

- Did you tell this to the police?

Yeah, yeah, course I did.

They said, "Not much to go on."

- Did they ever say anything about Jeff?

Not really.

After they found him.

No actually.

It almost seemed like they were holding something back.

- Do you remember the name of the detective in charge?

Yeah, Graves.

Tom Grieves?

Yeah, that's it.

Where you going?

Tom and I go way back.

He may be able to help us on this.

- I don't want you getting involved in this.

I already am.

Oh, you are something else.

What'd you say your name was again?

Kyra.

What's that short for?