Back outside, the others were trudging through the cemetery outside.

"Isn't that romantic?" Megan asked as they walked to find the key, referring to Edward's love story. "He was willing to throw everything away for love."

"Well, now he's broke, dead, and cursed, nice move," Jim said as he walked, then squished in something. "Aw, crap! Hey, guys, watch your step."

Michael also squished. "Aw, crap!"

"Hey, Michael, don't say 'crap'." Jim scolded his son.

"He's only saying what you said." Atticus defended.

"Okay, where are we?" Jim said as they seemed to be lost in the graveyard.

"I think the gypsy lady said something about making a left at an oak." Michael shrugged.

"A left at an oak?" Mo asked. "As in an oak tree?"

"That was my guess." Drell said.

"Well, I'm glad she was so specific." Jim mumbled as he looked around with them.

There was then distant singing heard.

"Is that singing?" Atticus asked.

"Oh, no..." Drell groaned out of annoyance.

Penelope peeked out from her father's pocket.

"What is that?" Jim asked. "Do you hear that?"'

"Yeah." Megan nodded.

"It's coming from around here." Cherry walked ahead to follow the source of the singing.

"Trust me, this is going to get annoying." Drell said.

The group came over by the corner and saw four busts who appeared to be singing like a Barbershop Quartet.

"How are they alive?" Mo asked.

"The curse..." Drell mumbled as the busts sang. "The pure, agonizing curse..."

"Hey, guys, excuse me, sorry to bother you," Jim walked up to the busts. "But we were wondering if you happen to know where the mausoleum was."

"Down by the old mill stream~" the busts sang instead of answering his question. "When I first met you~"

"Please don't tell me that they're going to answer every question in a song." Atticus begged Drell.

"I'm afraid I'd be a liar..." Drell grinned apologetically.

"Listen, I think they said it was an old oak by-" Cherry tried.

"By the light, By the light, By the light, Of the silvery moon~" the busts sang, ignoring her request like they did with Jim.

"Listen, we are trying to find the key!" Mo told the bust heads.

"Where's the key, where's the key, where's the beautiful key?~" the busts sang. "Find the key, find the key, oh happy you will be~"

"These guys are so annoying." Penelope whispered.

Mo looked around, could've sworn she heard Penelope's voice, but then shrugged it off since the witchling wasn't anywhere to be found.

"The key that I'm trying to find is in the mausoleum," Jim said to the busts, trying to get them to talk right. "The key is in the mausoleum."

"You left your key in a mausoleum, Down in Dixie~" the busts sang which made Megan roll her eyes and walk away.

"These guys are getting more annoying." Atticus groaned.

"Guys, there it is!" Megan called from the distance.

"Guys, there it is~" one bust sang.

"Guys, there it is~..." the other three joined in.

"Thanks," Jim scoffed. "Thanks for nothing."

"I swear, I think someone should just use magic on them to make them silent." Atticus said.

Drell drew out his wand with a dark grin.

"Dad?" Penelope sent him a stern look.

"Get back in there!" Drell whispered sharply and shoved her back into his pocket.

Penelope muffled and struggled. "No fair..."

"Those busts were no help at all." Mo said.

"You should've smashed 'em." Cherry said to Atticus as they came over to where Megan was standing.

"For once, I agree." Atticus said.

They then met up as Megan stood alone.

"Okay, we made it." Jim said as they came up to the mausoleum and they walked together to take a closer look.

A crow squawked as it perched at the top as they gathered over to it.

"Let's hope that this doesn't have any warnings." Mo said.

They walked closer, but then stopped slightly as there were flames that lit up by the walls instantly, catching their attention instantly.

"I'm afraid it does." Megan said once she could see.

The bird then flew away once the flames brought out.

"Look, it's a warning." Megan looked back to the others.

"What are you talking about?" Jim asked.

"I studied Latin for three years, Dad," Megan said. "You thought it was dumb, rememebr? You said it was a dead language."

"Well, now we're gonna see how wrong I was." Jim said.

"What's it say, Megan?" Cherry asked her cousin.

"'Beware all who enter'," Megan read the writing to translate for the others. "'Here lies the passage to the dead'."

Michael stepped back, backing out of this adventure as he was afraid to even go inside.

"Where are you going?" Atticus asked.

"I don't like Latin." Michael replied fearfully.

"Hey, wait, Michael," Jim held his son back. "You're ten-years-old now. You got to start being a man."

"I just turned ten," Michael frowned. "I'm still getting used to it."

"Wait, you just turned ten?" Mo asked.

"Yeah...?" Michael shrugged to her.

"Then maybe you should stay out here." Mo said.

"Okay, here's what we do," Jim thought up a plan. "Megan, stay here with your brother."

"What?!" Megan looked insulted.

"I'm not gonna leave him out here by himself," Jim replied. "You guys stay together. I'll go in here, and I'll take care of this."

"But you might need someone to go in there with you." Mo said.

"She's right." Drell had to agree.

"Alright, then I'll take Drell with me." Jim said.

"I'm brave..." Cherry said.

"You stay out here..." Drell patted her on the head. "Might be dangerous."

"I am brave..." Cherry glared to him.

"He's coming with me." Jim said.

"Uncle Jim..." Cherry tried.

"Stay." Jim told her. "Drell, help me get this door open, would you?"

Drell rolled up his sleeve and grunted as he started to pull the door open. And where it opened up with ease, due to how strong the warlock was.

"Alright, let's go." Drell told Jim.

Jim nodded, agreeing with him. Drell took a lit torch and walked down the stairs with the mortal man once they entered the mausoleum.

"You kids stay right there, we'll be right back." Jim said.

"Okay." the kids said.

"We'll be back in 20 minutes tops." Jim promised.

"Come on, let's keep going." Drell said.

"Alright, be right back, guys." Jim said as he then followed the warlock into the mausoleum.

"All right, I take it back, this place reminds me of my parents' house." Drell mumbled as they walked along.

While that went on, Madame Leota seemed to show this to someone that was watching it. Ramsley appeared to be watching this and there were two hidden figures in the background who were trying to keep quiet. He then turned to see no one there. The two figures hid away. Ramsley then looked back into the crystal ball.

"We have to do something..." the girl whispered to the boy, they both looked like they were dressed in ancient times.

"I know, but how?" The boy asked.

"I'm not sure..." the girl frowned. "The visitors have to know the truth of what happened between the two who would've become our parents."

"Yes, and we have to tell them immediately." The boy said.

"Hopefully Mr. Gracey will find out the truth himself before he deludes himself with that man's wife..." the girl agreed.

"Come on, let's try to do something." the boy took her hands and walked away with her as Ramsley watched Jim and Drell through Leota's crystal ball.