The Mystery Spot. Our Intrepid Heroes, masquerading as journalists, interview The Spot's owner, "Mr. Carpiak," who throws them line after line of spooky-sounding promotional bullshit until Unhinged Action Sammy orders him to cut the crap, and Carpiak finally admits he's merely a simple huckster who bought the joint at a foreclosure auction last March. And no, he's never seen Dexter Hasselback in his life -- they can ask the police if they don't believe him, 'cause the cops have already scoured every inch of the place and found absolutely zip. Dean, satisfied with Carpiak's answers, pushes a still-recalcitrant Sam towards the exit and into...

...a scene taking place far later that evening. Back in their civvies, the boys stroll down this tiny little burg's main drag, and Dean eventually arrives at the brilliant realization that if they manage to prevent his untimely demise, the time loop -- or whatever the hell it is -- will be broken, and Darling Sammy can progress peacefully into Wednesday. College Boy's nearly as grateful as I am that somebody finally considered this solution, and agrees to snag some takeout and head back to the motel to wait for midnight. Dean's all, "Excellent!" and heads off to rustle up some Chinese when he's flattened by an oversized desk dropping out of the sky! "VIOLENCE!" Yep, those two dunderheaded meatballs from the moving company were in the middle of hoisting the desk up through one of the storefront's second-storey windows when the rope snapped, and now Li'l Stumpy's even shorter than he was before. Well, I'm pretty sure, even though all we see of his rapidly cooling corpse are his shins and feet sticking out from beneath the shattered piece of furniture like he's The Wicked Witch Of The East in The Wizard Of Oz. The soundtrack goofily wock-chicka-wockas as the camera rises far above the depressingly bloodless carnage on the sidewalk to take in The Ginormotron's little-boy-lost expression of helplessness and dismay until...