"Rumpelstiltskin!" Xander yelled.

"No!" The mirror shattered and abruptly the room was normal and the six friends found themselves reunited. Tika didn't hesitate, she ran for the front door and freedom, the rest were right behind her.

"Rumpelstiltskin?" Cordelia demanded when they were outside. "The house was possessed by Rumpelstiltskin?"

"Not exactly." Xander said. "By a Fuchsteufelwild. For some reason they're very fond of the name Rumpelstiltskin. And cruel games played against those they feel haven't given them their dues. Tika, the one possessing the house said he did something to help you and basically expected you to brag about what he'd done for you. Possessing the house was an accident and he used the opportunity to torment you."

"I don't know who that could be. Only Grimms can see a Wesen's other face all the time, not other Wesen. People hold doors open for me and reach high shelves for me and who knows what else, just by being polite."

"And he was very big on being asked for help." Faith pointed out. "Did you ask someone for help recently?"

"I don't know, it's not the kind of thing you usually think about."

"He's probably a student here, an out of towner, because there are no Fuchsteufelwild in Sunnydale." Xander said. "For them being Weider would mean not being selfish and cruel. They often drive victims to commit suicide."

"If I'd been alone in there, I might well have." Tika said painfully. "It was like being locked in that sarcophagus again. Only this time I was paralyzed with fear instead of Magic."

"We need to go back in." Xander said. "At least Faith and I do. We have no idea how he came to be trapped in the house in the first place, he may still be trapped. But more importantly, other people may be trapped as well."

"He could have taken the opportunity to play games with the others who were supposed to be at the party." Faith agreed. "Or whatever caused him to be trapped in the first place is playing it's own games. Either way, we need to figure it out."

"I can't help you with this one, Xan." Jesse said apologetically.

"Of course not, Tika needs you more than I do right now." Xander responded. "Of course if he is still alive, we'll drag his sorry ass out here so you can beat the shit out of him."

"I was thinking I'd borrow Uncle Rory's battle club for that."

"I sincerely doubt he'd object." Faith said. "When I first came to town, he told me how protective of Tika you all are and that, that protective feeling would extend to me. Hell, it ended up extending to another version of me when Xander ended up in that other reality. And I feel the same way back, let's find this thing and stomp it into the ground!"

"I'm coming with." Amy said. "It's possible the Fuchsteufelwild had a way to block my Magic or whatever caused him to possess the house did, but I'm still willing to try tracking the Magic."

"You might need my super sniffer." Cordelia pointed out. "Jesse can look after Tika and the rest of us can find answers."

"I wonder if Buffy's having a quiet Halloween with Pike?" Xander muttered. "On the other hand, she'll be pissed she missed the excitement. Jesse, see if you can find a phone and call for back up, just in case."

"Yeah, my phone is still somewhere back in there." Cordelia glared at the house.

"Will do and Mom and Dad." Tika nodded and clinging to his arm, as though he'd disappear if she let go, Tika followed Jesse down the front steps.

The other four turned and without another word, reentered the house. Xander grabbed Cordelia's hand as they passed the front door. "Let's not lose physical contact with each other if at all possible." He suggested. "He's already proven he can create walls, as well as move them."

"Good idea." Faith agreed and grabbed Amy's hand.

"Why did he stop when you said Rumpelstiltskin?" Faith asked, as they moved though the hall.

"Remember when he said 'my rules'? It's because these cruel games of theirs have rules and a big one that they follow is ending the game when they've been named. I didn't say anything to Jesse and Tika because Tika's already having a lot to deal with, but we may not find him alive, the shattered glass may have been suicide. They can't face defeat, their pride and arrogance won't let them."

"As long as he's dead." Faith replied darkly. "Or he'll find himself the first, and hopefully only, Wesen that I decapitate."

"I can taste Magic now." Amy told them as they exited the hall. "He may have just been able to block it in that limited space."

"Lead the way, Amy." Xander said. "We're right behind you." Just as the house shook and a voice roared, 'Free Me!'

"Okay, the Fuchsteufelwild didn't want to be free, it liked possessing the house." Xander observed. "Which suggests either he changed his mind now that he's lost or that's what caused him to possess the house in the first place."

"Let's find out." Amy said. "The Magic is coming from upstairs."