She leads him to the spot where she dropped her lamp. Clark sees shallow furrows in the ground leading to a pair of legs only half-hidden beneath forest debris. They rush over and see the dead guy's desiccated corpse. "This is so not the weekend I had in mind," Chloe says. The corpse is all, "You and me both, sister." Clark asks if Chloe thinks she was the one responsible. She's horrified at the possibility for a few moments, then remembers that there was someone else out in the woods with her. "There was a face," she says, "like a phantom." Chloe describes it as "black, white and weird all over." Ugh. I wish a phantom would possess me right now so I could black out and forget this dialogue! Alas, it goes on as Chloe says: "And since this is where my memory hits a roadblock, I'm guessing that spirit started driving this dune buggy." Seriously, if there are any banshees around, now's your chance! I'm all yours! Chloe figures she must have been possessed, the lucky wench. Clark says they need to find the spirit before it kills again. While they stand around frowning at each other and the dead guy, a possessed Lois is leading Oliver through another part of the woods. Oliver grumps about Chloe going off for a walk in the woods. "I hope she left a trail of breadcrumbs, because if she didn't we might never find our way out of here." "Oh, I'll be leaving these woods," Lois says, then slams Oliver against a nearby tree. "But you won't." I wondered why she was waiting so long to kill him, but now I realize she was waiting for him to give her an opening for that line. She hurls him through the trees, still holding onto his jacket. It's sort of funny-looking. They land with a thud. As Oliver stares up at Lois, the skeletal banshee face flashes beneath her own. Commercials!