The group sat in a circle, Orbus locking the door after informing the police chief no one was to come into the room until they'd come out for any reason.
Ivona closed her eyes slowly, then grabbed the hands of the two sitting next to her, Morgan and Rossi, who in turn grabbed the hands of the person next to them. All the way until everyone was holding eachother's hands.
"Don't expect to find anything." Ivona said in a strange, calm, voice. "Don't be afraid, and don't lose eachother. If one is lost to the darkness, they will be lost forever."
The group looked at eachother, Orbus stared hard into the candle's small, weak flame. Ivona smiled, "Well, I guess it's 'Down the Rabbit Hole' then."
Then Ivona began to speak in Latin, "Oh, qui custodiunt portas defuncti sint amici transit!" She took a shuddering breath, the candle's flame quivered, then grew larger. "Volunt enim tantum amicorum, qui ad amissam pretium tellus." The flame grew even larger as she kept talking. "Ecce cælum, et portae inferni aperta sunt ut arcu. Expleto itaque eos de munere!" The flames grew past the candle's area, spilling to the floor yet still burning. It burned in six different directions. One to each of the team and orbus. Garcia whimpered as her flame licked at her knees, which she was sitting on. Orbus held his jaw closed tightly, only able to remember what had happened the last time he was around fire.
Ivona opened her eyes, she grinned when she saw the flames by her friends, then she said the last part of the spell, "Ut pretium facie nigra flamma morte! et centum annos boare possit!"
The flame that remained on the candle exploded, and the team was temporarily blinded by the light before they fell to the floor, unconcious. They're hands still somehow clasped together.
Prentiss awoke to a cold sensation running down her arm.
She looked up and screamed when she saw a light blue, ghostly figure in a grim reaper's hood. It carried a bloodied spear in its one hand. The other was grasping Prentiss' arm.
"Morgan!" she screamed.
"Prentiss! It's okay!" Morgan suddenely appeared, he was holding her other hand and she was dragging her away from the hooded ghost.
"Where are we?" she asked breathless.
"I don't know." He said calmly, sitting her up.
Perntiss looked around, it was pitch black except for a wrought Iron gate that had an eerie blue glow to it. The hooded figure, and one that looked just like it, stood at attention buy it. Everywhere else, she saw the unconcious bodies of her friends.
"Why are only we awake?" She asked.
Morgan shook his head, "Give 'em a minute. I only just woke up before you."
And a minute later, Hotch and Orbus began to stir. Then Garcia and Rossi. When they all woke up, the gates started to open.
The ghost's looked at them expectantly, motioning for them to pass.
"Well," Orbus said, "Let's go guys."
And they passed through the gate into the black unknown.
They'd walked in silence and darkness for a few minutes when fianlly Prentiss said, "Oh this is stupid! Rossi, do you still smoke cigars?"
"I didn't bring my lighter with me."
"I have one." Garcia said, fumbling with her purse trying to find the clasp in the darkness. When she ignited it, she saw everyone looking at her in surprise.
"It was a present for Kevin, but I can buy him a new one after this is all over." Everyone nodded and they began walking again.
Orbus kept waiting for someone to ask about him in the spirit world before, and when Hotch sidled up to him, that's what he did.
"Orbus, when you were here before-"
"I can direct us around when we reach the Black witch's domain, but not here. The Circus is where I died, and where I woke up. I was never here." He indicated 'here' with his hands gesturing to the ground. Hotch nodded and fell back to the rest of the group.
Eventually they walked so far, everyone was tired. They stopped for a break.
Orbus sat on the ground, concentrating hard on his left shoe.
He shot up, "That's it!" he rushed over to Garcia, who was still holding the lighter. He snapped the lighter's lid shut.
"Why would you do that!" Garcia screamed.
"What the hell man?" Mrogan shouted venoumesly.
"Your gonna get us all k-"
"Shut up and listen you dolts!" Orbus screamed over Rossi, "Look!" he pointed to the glowing blue semicircle on the horizon.
"That's what we're looking for, and we almost missed it! This is my domain, my witch, and so therefore, it's best to listen to ME when something like this comes up!"]
The group stared at the orb in silence. Then started running to it.
Orbus rolled his eyes and chased after them.
The orb, when reached by the now panting team of profilers and Orbus, turned out to be a deserted Circus.
"This is where she lives in the after life?" Garcia asked later, whnen they were all walking calmly through the deserted Circus.
"Why not?" Orbus snorted.
"Well, she's a witch. Why not a castle or something?"
"She wanted a girl from the circus, then she killed the whole Circus with cursed flames. Sorry if the Circus got dragged in here with her." Orbus sneered at a flyer showing off a smiling witch and a cheery Lyssa.
"Where is everybody?" Hotch asked.
Orbus shrugged, "Mayeb being forced to preform? It is a ghost world, they don't exactly need sleep or anything." Hotch nodded, thinking it over.
Then they reached a large big top with music and animal noises coming from the inside.
"Should we?" Prentiss asked Morgan. Morgan just shrugged.
"Yes Emily, we should." Orbus nodded, and with that he opened the tent's flap. But when the rest of the team followed, they didn't see a crowd of people, they only saw a small girl sitting in a throne that took up a large chunk of one of the many stands there were, and an old gray witch sitting on the bench next to her.
In the center ring, the whole Circus was preforming.