Out the window, Winter spots a Camaro sitting silent on the sloping cobblestone streets of Elflock Falls' residential hillside. The boat of a car is almost too wide for the narrow old road. From up here, the winding Greentooth River is visible, the heart of town resting on its banks. There's scaffolding around several buildings, including the city hall.

Inside, Presley's hand passes over the items laid out on the dresser. The wand remains inert, but that jar of muggle change shimmers gold. The linchpin.

Ramona can easily free the tape gun from Marilynn's grip, but when she does something nearby makes a noise. A chitter, or a click, so soft it's hard to tell if it's just the sound of settling or something alive.

Either way, it's not a sound they should be hearing if the memory's frozen.