The cold open doesn't prepare you. Misty Quigley, present day, stands in her basement. Not her makeshift dungeon—her actual laundry room. She’s folding a beige cardigan. Her hands move mechanically, but her eyes are dead. On the table beside her: a half-empty mug of chamomile tea, a piece of paper with “ Adam’s torso is in the woods ” crossed out, and a brand-new, pristine gardening trowel. She looks up at the camera, cocks her head, and whispers, “ Qui. ” Then she stabs the trowel into the dryer. 1996 — The Wilderness

The purple people are humming. Shauna, Tai, and Misty have arrived, and the reunion is anything but sweet. Lottie greets them in a flowing white dress, her smile serene and absolutely terrifying. She hugs Shauna like a sister. “You brought the knife,” Lottie says, pulling back. Shauna’s hand goes to her jacket pocket. The hunting knife is still there, cleaned but not forgiven.

Outside, the snow has stopped. In its place is a full, bloated moon. And beneath it, Javi is found.

That night, the ritual begins.

The rules are simple: they sit in a circle. Lottie asks a question. Whoever holds the Queen of Hearts card must answer truthfully, or the group decides their “offering.” Misty, ever the enthusiast, draws first. The card is blank.

Misty cuts. Pus and something blacker than infection spill out. The smell is of rot and petrichor—like the forest exhaling. Lottie’s eyes roll back, white as snow. When she wakes an hour later, she is calm. She points a trembling finger at the cabin door.

The episode ends at the edge of the compound’s property. There’s a well. Not a wishing well—an old, stone-lined pit where Lottie says the “first offering” was thrown. Shauna looks down. It’s dark. But something looks back.