Morgan stared at the RingMaster.

"Why? Aren't you going to be on Maleficiis side or something? You were in that Hall of Mirrors! You twisted Prentiss' ankle for gosh sakes!"

Orbus held up a finger, "One, I have no loyalties to the Black Witch," he held up another finger, "Two, I can't take responsibility for my actions in that place... well, maybe a little, I did let Reid win when he fought me. I could have destroyed what was left of him right there infront of the poor girl. And three I was under the Black Witch's influence. We all are. Especially Lyssa. She cant stop herself since her insanity was unleashed. The closer you are to her physically, the more you do what she hopes you will."

"Then why hasn't she had us let her go? Or preform any 'rituals' or something of the like?"

"She can't control what she cant see Derek."

"What?"

"Your different from when we met before. It's harder to see you. Your fuzzy. Like I need glasses. But it's only you and your whole team. Except for the Lady that is. She I can still see clearly."

"We didn't do anything."

"I know." Orbus smiled, "A White Witch must be your friend though. But you can investigate that later, or maybe not at all. Best not to look a gift horse in the mouth am I right?"

"Is this going anywhere?"

"I'm glad you asked, now, about your friend Reid. I'm truly sorry about that. Shall I put my mask on? Will it make this easier?"

"If your taunting me I will have that camera shut off for five minutes."

"Sorry," Orbus smiled, "Never could take anything seriously. Tiffany loved that... and hated it a few times as well." He looked on sadly.

"Tell me about them." Morgan thought he'd found away in.

"Sure. You'll need to know for when you confront Lyssa. They were good people who-"

"Readers Digest though, we need to not waste anymore time if were gonna make any rescue attempts."

Orbus rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Anyway, Tiffany and Richard started the Circus Of Dreams before Lyssa was born. Because it was that: a dream. Anyway, they signed me on as Ring Master because they wantd to be able to sit in the audience with their kid and enjoy her laughter as she watched us preform. Course, it helped I was Richard's best friend. Lyssa used to call me 'Uncle Orbus'. You know why?"

Morgan shook his head.

Orbus' eyes moistened at the memory, "Cause it sounded funny, like me."

Morgan swallowed a lump in his throat. This guy sucked. Morgan wanted to hate him, but he was starting to undestand him to. Stupid Compassion.

"Anyway, Maleficiis showed up out of nowhere wanting a job. She said she could be the Circus' 'mystic' or whatever. Richard thought it would be a good idea. But afterwards she was always... watching Lyssa." Orbus looked uncomfortable.

"Watching?"

"Not in that way, just with a sort of hunger. Like she wanted her for something. Probably to eat. Anyway, after awhile Richard and Tiffany began to distrust her. I had from the moment she signed on. We all kept close eyes on her. Then, that day came."

"What day?"

"The day she asked if Lyssa could work with her in her act!" Orbus' faced flushed with anger. "They said no of course, even Lyssa could see something was scary with her. Lyssa used to have nightmares about her. I'd hear her screaming at night sometimes. I moved my caravan oustside theres. As added protection, and a way to reassure myself I could help should anything happen. But of course," Orbus wiped an eye, "It didn't work did it?"

Morgan shook his head.

"Understand, we weren't afraid of firing her, the whole ordeal just lasted a few months. We were about to when... the Fire started."

"When did you decide to?"

"As soon as she asked for Lyssa's partnership. The next day, the Circus burned down and... well... this happened."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because I'm cursed. That fire was no fire. It burned so fast because it was a cursed fire. When we burned, we were trapped within that Circus. It went from being a dream to a nightmare."

"Then how are you here now?"

"Im still trapped to doing her bidding, but the second she gave me a body I gained my mobility back, if not some of my mind."

Morgan stared unsure at Orbus. Orbus rolled his eyes and leaned forward, a touch of insanity and dangerous rage dancing at his eyes.

"I want the Black Witch brought down! And soon. I'm tired of playing puppet. And Im tired of watching Lyssa suffer."

"Isn't she in charge of this?"

"NO!" Orbus exploded standing up, "She's been around the Witch for 80 years! 80 years filled with dark magic infusing into her very being! It would drive anyone mad, much less a little girl! She's lost her grip on reality! On everything really..." he sat back down tiredly.

"When I saw what she'd become through Reid's eyes, when he held her back after she tried to drag you down into this, I realized I had to do something. So when I confronted Prentiss in the Hall and then got arrested, I knew I was far enough away from the Witch that I could run away. Not forever, just long enough for me to formulate a plan."

"So you showing up at the mall and getting sighted was on purpose."

"Right, but I wanted one of your team to do the honors. The cops wouldn't understand. But I didn't realize you'd arrested the Witch as well. The second we drove up I could feel her influence. I almost ran away again."

"Intresting." Hotch said, walking through the door. "Morgan, sorry but we need to go. With this information we could probably find something in Maleficiis' tent."

"Yes! It's perfect!" Then Orbus saw the open door, "CLOSE THE DOOR!"

Hotch slammed it fast.

"Sorry, anyway, when you get there, look for these things."

When he started listing off items Morgan barely got a pen in his hand fast enough!

Maleficiis sat calmly in her cell with her eyes closed... to most she would have looked asleep. But to the trained eye she was faking. The stiffness of her body, the rigidness of her face, and her twitching closed eyes gave her away. Her expression was grim and when she finally did open them, her eyes screamed murder.

"So the RingMaster betrays his circus huh? He will regret this."

Morgan and Hotch opened the door to leave, but Morgan turned back, one question popping into his mind. He closed the door again.

"You said everyone who died in that Circus was trapped to be what you are now right?"

"Aye." Orbus nodded, looking at him with Reid's innocent expression. Morgan tried hard to look past it, he really did.

"Then how come we haven't seen Lyssa's parents?"

Orbus smiled, "If you'd denied a Witch what she wanted and she'd entrapped your entire family in a curse because of it and everyone was subcoming to her influence, would you want to be around?"

"No."

"Do you think they might not destroy you? Not just her, but all who were subcoming to her."

Morgans eyes grew wide, "Theyre not..."

"No." Orbus smiled, "But why do you think Lyssa carries that bunny with her? She doesn't understand it, but that bunny is important to her. It gives her a dream in a world full of nightmares."