Jasper and Rex stand at the entrance to the grocery, ready for action. Sunny pokes in from out of frame.

Sunny
* Thank fuck you're here, Jazza...!

Rex
* This one looks like a toughie, mate.

Jasper
* Don't worry. I've got this.

Jasper points up and shouts at the clearly-possessed Rhys, who keeps his manic smile.

Jasper
* WAYWARD SPIRIT--!

Rhys
* Oh, dear Jasper, son of the Mundy line.
* Feel no need for formalities.
* I know already quite well who you are.

Jasper
* You do?

Rhys
* I've known you for over a hundred years, Mundy.
* Ever since the day I was felled in my prime by your graceless kin!
* It's quite the tale... perchance your father told it to you as a bedtime story?
* Or perhaps it was a cautionary tale.

Rex
* No...

Rhys
* Indeed, Rex. You know exactly who I am.
* But your son? It seems we've not been acquainted.
* 'Twould only be proper to introduce myself.

The possessed Rhys poses and cackles, as ghostly green flame begins to emit his body.

Rhys
* I am the reason your father's body rots in his grave, Jasper.
* I am the shadow that has stalked your bloodline for a century and more!
* And I, dear JASPER, shall be the one who plays the reaper and brings your line to its ignoble end!
* 'TIS I!

A massive ghost emerges from Rhys' body-- a noble looking spirit, totally headless, bursting with green flame. Rhys drops to the ground, dazed. Jasper looks on with terror.

Headless Ed
* LORD MONTGOMERY EDMONT!!



Jasper
* Headless Ed--!!?

Headless Ed
* And I bear a message just for YOU, Jasper, son of the Mundy line!

* PREPARE FOR AAAAAAAUUAUAUGGRAHBHAAAHHARBGGHHHA

Headless Ed is pulled helplessly into a swirling vortex.

Headless Ed
* WHAT WHAT WH



Plunk! Headless Ed disappears into a green glass orb, held by a hand with a familiar looking gold bangle around it...





—Casandra—
There we go.

Casandra stands triumphant, holding a tome in one hand and flipping the orb in the other.

—Casandra—
All in a day's work!