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Wow, it just seems like I wrote a recap, like, three days ago. Oh wait, I did.
Our fairy tale opens with Charlie, seemingly captured by the Monroe Militia, being held down by 12 thugs.
Ricky Martin standing over her with a The Monroe Militia Motorolla Branding Iron. He gives a spiel about how even through iron is strong and tough under enough heat it can be pounded into any shape. Monroe Militia is made, not born, and Charlie is branded with the red hot brand.
Flashback to 2 days earlier. Is it me or are these flashbacks all over the place?!?!!? The 4 Misfits are hiding in the woods as Milita wagons drive by, with Michael Phelps on board.
Charlie moves to rescue him and Miles pulls her back. Miles says he understands Charlie wants to help, but she can’t rescue everyone. She needs to focus on Danny- even though Michael Phelps is a LOT more useful than Danny, in my opinion.
Cut to the gang walking down the same road they are always walking down- the road to nowhere. They come upon a small child lying on the ground.
Charlie rushes up to aid the child and it’s a freaking trap. The Lost Boys come out of the woodwork along with their “leader” armed with a homemade crossbow.
The children hold the Misfits at various weapon-point, their leader, Michael, demands to know “Where did you take him?”
Miles responds “You are gonna poke your eye out, kid. Where are your parents?”
Michael demands to know “Where is Peter?” Charlie asks who Peter is. (Duh, the leader of the Lost Boys!!) Michael commands his little army to “Check their arms!!”
The little general reports back there are no “burn marks.” They discuss that Peter was taken by the Militia. Michael tells him that Peter is his brother. The Lost Boys take the Misfits inside their house, which is, a burned out building… but super homey.
Inside, Nora looks around at the building and the kids and seems sad. Aaron looks terrified.
Aaron, sarcastically, says “This isn’t creepy at all.” Nora says, they are just children. “Children of the corn” Aaron replies. He wonders what they did with their parents and notes “Kids skeeve me out.” I’m with him. Nora asks – wasn’t he the village teacher? Aaron notes there were “Limited employment opportunities after the blackout.”