- Eric: [she announces she's the night's storyteller, holding the skull from the "corpse" dummy Frank and Kiki scared the others with] Ah, another gore-fest?
- Betty Ann: *My* story's about the head of a different sort - an ancient wizard's good-luck charm. Pick it up, and the world can be your oyster. But let the holder beware: this charm may be more than you bargained for.
- Betty Ann: The story takes place today, but it began years ago. In fact, it *truly* began centuries ago, but I'm jumping ahead.
- Alix: I get the feeling your luck's about to change.
- Dean Berkham: Great. Just as long as it doesn't get any *worse*.
- Alix: Dean, look at me. He's controlling you; you've gotta come back and - fight this guy.
- Dean Berkham: ...You're my best friend, Alix.
- Alix: I *am*!... Come back.
- Dean Berkham: That's why I'm gonna let you go. Don't get in my way.
- [starts to walk off then glances back]
- Dean Berkham: It doesn't matter anyway. You'll be one of us soon enough.