Let’s be honest—this episode did not have nearly enough of Dean Munsch in it. At all. AHEM. As Always, Spoilers Ahead!

As usual, pretty much everyone except for Grace is being creepy as HELL. And Grace and Pete are continuing their search for Bathtub Baby. I don’t get the whole thought process behind their showing up at the former Kappa’s trailer dressed in costumes, but whatever. For being such self-righteous white knights, they’re kind of goofy. They discover that Dean Munsch was basically responsible for covering up the death of Bathtub Baby’s mom (and probably the placement of Bathtub Baby too?), which should surprise no one. The Dean is all about her campus remaining untainted by anything that could negatively impact it, and a death like that would.

Side note—apparently Ms. Bean was totally willing to grind up the body for sausages? Cause THAT’S normal.

Also, hey, Bathtub Baby was a girl (though Grace’s insistence on calling the baby an “it” even after finding that out is some serious disassociation at work).

Naturally, Grace is sure that Bathtub Baby is herself, because OBVS. She rushes off to confront her creepy dad, who’s showing his class Children of the Corn and talking about regret and basically just being creepy. Naturally, he gets all self-righteous and indignant and “I was there when you were born!”

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Then you have Zayday who decided it was a good idea to run against Chanel as president of the Kappas, which basically was her death warrant (or disappearance warrant, as it were). And having a haunted house party while there’s a killer on the loose? As Chanel points out—that’s a terrible idea because the killer will totally off a bunch of people and you can’t tell their real bodies from fake bodies.

Which is exactly what happens.

WEIRD, RIGHT?

Chad. Oh, Chad. I love you and your seriously questionable choice to wander graveyards to find a gravestone that tickles your fancy so you can rub one out. Because why not? I should have seen him and Hester coming. I really should have. They’re both all about the scary and death and she’s lost her back brace so she’s “hot” now (and she moves pretty good for someone who was in a back brace up until a week ago). Hester wants everything that Chanel has (a la The Talented Mr. Ripley, perhaps), which includes Chad. Now, I love Chad. I really do. But I don’t think I’d go to great lengths to jump his probably-disease-invested ass. I mean, the man bangs anything that isn’t nailed down and has the nasty habit of finding dead bodies sexy… But I digress.

In their effort to find the scariest place to bang in the history of scary places to bang, Hester and Chad find their way into the haunted house Zayday appropriated for her party (something-something scary Wailing Hag legend something-something), probably drawn there by the killer. There, they find all the dead bodies that the killers have apparently been collecting. Seriously, though, where are they keeping the bodies? From the decomposition, it didn’t appear the bodies were stashed in a freezer (or at least I would have assumed that the cops would bring that up since it affects the ability to tell time of death…being a writer means I have weird knowledge on that sort of thing). So they get SCARED-scared, and run away without so much of an encounter from the red devil.

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Actually, you know what? Since one of the red devil’s is probably Boone, maybe they were using that little preview as a courting gift. Chad likes dead bodies, so HERE YOU GO, CHAD. DO YOU LIKE IT? I MADE IT FOR YOU. LOVE, YOUR BRO BOONE. I like that theory. I’m going to run with it.

You’d think that the red devil would have a heyday with all the people wandering around that house, taking pictures with the bodies, but the only person who encounters him/her is Zayday, who is killed and/or taken. Naturally, the only person who cares that she’s disappeared is Grace.

On the note of Zayday, it’s entirely possible that she’s part of the killer team. I’m really not sure how they found that house to begin with. Pete (and Denise) did their research and find out that the house was apparently haunted by a hag in black who cried a whole lot and stole milk and diapers, (but only once, so riddle me that, Batman) and collected a whole lot of dolls. On top of that, it looks like she was/is Gigi. Grace immediately thinks that the hag had the baby, but I think since she only stole diapers/milk once, that she was feeding her doll collection as a stand-in for Bathtub Baby. But Grace likes to jump to conclusions, so we’ll see what happens.

Back to Zayday and the haunted house. Since it obviously links up with Bathtub Baby and the Kappas, it’s awfully suspicious that she just randomly chose it. So I think maybe Denise is right and Zayday has something to do with the red devil (HOW is the question, but we’ll see).

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Basically Chanel spends the entire episode in a death spiral because of Zayday announcing she’s running for president. I LOVED the scathingly on point encounter they have with random dude-bro in the cafeteria. Catcalling, “Just smile”, and “Calm down, it’s really a compliment.” The Chanels responses were just perfection, right down to the vicious beating they delivered.

Once again, we wrap up the episode with the police forcing doing nothing. Like, less than nothing. It’s now clear, though, that they’re in Dean Munsch’s pocket, so I guess that would explain why they’ve been acting like they couldn’t detect their way out of a paper bag. It suits her interest that the deaths not be connected with her school and not be ruled a serial killer, so that’s what the cops are doing. I don’t think she’s the red devil. I think she’s just terrible. Which, naturally, I love.

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Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back. Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way—as it often does—and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she’d like to write a book and try to get published. Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding speculative romance. Because, really, who wouldn’t want to write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people? She now spends her time—when not lost in Far Reach worlds—playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse. Visit her on her website, Facebook, or Twitter!