Wednesday looked at the moon. It was 11:58 PM. As the shadow of the tower stretched across the grass, it pointed directly at the roots of a dying Crackstone Willow.

"Well," Wednesday said, pulling a small silver shovel from her coat. "I’ve always preferred a DIY funeral."

According to the school’s "Death and Taxes" registry, a groundskeeper had vanished during the 1990 Parents' Weekend. The official report cited a "spontaneous departure," but Wednesday knew the Addams family doesn't do anything spontaneously unless it involves a guillotine.

The fog over Nevermore Academy felt heavier than usual as Wednesday Addams sat at her typewriter, the rhythmic clack-clack-clack the only sound in the room besides Thing’s restless tapping on the floorboards.

The final entry, written in her father’s loopy, over-enthusiastic script, read: “The secret is buried where the shadow falls at midnight. Tell Thing to keep his grip.”

As she dug, she didn't find a body. She found a locked iron box. Inside was a single, obsidian ring and a note from her father addressed to her: “For when you’re ready to lead the hunt. P.S. Don't tell your mother I kept this; she thinks I lost it in the duel.”

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Wednesday looked at the moon. It was 11:58 PM. As the shadow of the tower stretched across the grass, it pointed directly at the roots of a dying Crackstone Willow.

"Well," Wednesday said, pulling a small silver shovel from her coat. "I’ve always preferred a DIY funeral." Episode #1.5Wednesday : Season 1 Episode 5

According to the school’s "Death and Taxes" registry, a groundskeeper had vanished during the 1990 Parents' Weekend. The official report cited a "spontaneous departure," but Wednesday knew the Addams family doesn't do anything spontaneously unless it involves a guillotine. Wednesday looked at the moon

The fog over Nevermore Academy felt heavier than usual as Wednesday Addams sat at her typewriter, the rhythmic clack-clack-clack the only sound in the room besides Thing’s restless tapping on the floorboards. "Well," Wednesday said, pulling a small silver shovel

The final entry, written in her father’s loopy, over-enthusiastic script, read: “The secret is buried where the shadow falls at midnight. Tell Thing to keep his grip.”

As she dug, she didn't find a body. She found a locked iron box. Inside was a single, obsidian ring and a note from her father addressed to her: “For when you’re ready to lead the hunt. P.S. Don't tell your mother I kept this; she thinks I lost it in the duel.”