Who, or what, is this man?
(Apart from the proud owner of the most fabulous hair in the apocalypse, of course.)
As we open, the young man is questioning the survivors one by one.
Credit: Kurt Iswarienko/FX
A moment later, she tries to leave, and Langdon grabs her arm.
Then its over, and:
Who are you?
he asks her, shaken.
The answer is coming, and its a surprise… bitch.
But thats for later.
When we return, Langdon is cutting himself and seeking clarity in a pentagram drawn from his own blood.
I thought I destroyed them all, but one survived!
he hisses, begging for guidance from his father as the blood begins to boil and writhe.
Lucky for Brock (or isthisthe devil at work?
), he manages to hitch a ride on a horse-drawn carriage bound for the hidden hideaway.
She remains loyal to Venable and declares the arrival of the apples a gift from God.
(Extremely meta side note: What is a robots concept of God?
Do they worship their creator, or their creators creator, or the ghost of Nicolas Tesla?
Coco sneers at her, ugly stepsister-style, and sends her away to start working on a costume.
Well, lets just go with it.
The main event of the evening is a Halloween classic: bobbing for (poisoned, remember!)
Right in the brain!
Mead aims the gun I wouldnt do that, Langdon warns and fires.
Venable, shot through the heart, falls dead.
A mere three episodes into the season, pretty much every character is dead.
…Which makes it the perfect time for a few new (old) faces to arrive.
Awwww, yeah: whats up, witches?
Cordelia closes her eyes and all three dead women sit up.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have a Coven in the house.
And Madison, striding forward, crouches in front of Mallory as the camera closes in.
Surprise bitch, she says.
I bet you thought youd seen the last of me.
