The deal on the Devil Doll and Mikey is partially basically explained, after another run-in between Lafayette and that singing lady Mavis: She was having an old-timey affair with a married white guy, and he killed their baby while she was off getting him that doll to play with, so she's sort of a Llorona ghost figure that's fixated on the new baby in town (wild guess is that it has something to do with Arlene's botched witch abortion last year). She possesses Lafayette and steals Mikey right out from under Arlene and Terry's noses, stealing Andy's gun while in the Bellefleur home.

Jason pushes Jessica back into Bill's foyer, and she immediately attacks. Only by the grace of the witches taking a kombucha break do they survive, and after a passionate and immediately retracted kiss, he dutifully silvers her again and heads home. Before dawn, she's had a pretty scary dream about murdering Hoyt and running off with Jason, but the reality -- Hoyt rescinds her invite when her worried gestures toward separation cause a rerun of their fight he can't remember -- is almost uglier. She heads over to Jason's, where he is feeling awful about the kiss, and he ends up rescinding her invite to his place as well. Poor Jessica, guess you have to go live with daddy for a while.

While the town reels from the one dead vampire that resulted from Antonia's big spell -- that neighbor lady of Maxine's -- the less great stuff about New Eric finally comes to the fore: He's still amoral, pretty wild and not entirely sane. This is fine when he's fucking Sookie in all manner of positions and blood-sucking situations and weather (with even more hysterically moronic blood-intoxicated love talk than we got with her and Bill in Season One) but no so much once Sookie swears him and herself, newly blood-bonded, to the King's service for the oncoming Witch War.

Which has begun! After he spins the neighbor-vamp lady's death into a suicide story about anti-vampire bullying that comes perilously close to Tyler Clementi territory, Bill and Antonia arrange a parley -- in the cemetery, of course -- which lasts for about five seconds before Antonia starts another spell and Eric attacks, causing all the witches and vampires and SWAT guys to chase each other around in the mist. In the confusion, and after successfully shooting some faerie rays at a random witch attacker, Sookie gets shot in the gut. Bill's too busy saving Tara from Pam to get to her, and probably assumes that Eric would get there faster anyway, but Eric's too busy getting put under some weird puppy spell by Antonia, so it's up to Alcide to carry her bleeding-out near-corpse home.

Which is to be expected, except for how Alcide spent last night at the pack meeting assuring Debbie that he'd follow the Packmaster's instructions to stay away from Sookie's vampire bullshit and that he's not in love with her, etc. So now Debbie's going to go insane again because he lied to her face. Also at the pack meeting, Alcide comes to a respectful understanding with Marcus, and we see a much cooler side of him...

Which immediately vanishes when Marcus confronts Sam at Luna's house and they get into some were/shifter boy nonsense, because as expected the Shreveport Packmaster is also Luna's ex-husband. In other Merlotte/Mickens news, Tommy skinwalks Maxine to sell her property rights, which are not only paltry after all but devalued by the sunk mortgage of the suicidal vampire neighbor. So now he's barfing up crawfish, in drag, in the woods, for not much money at all. Which is just so Tommy.

In the end, it's a clusterfuck of red lasers, witchy fog, people running around getting killed, wild Eric kneeling spellbound for Antonia, and Tara rethinking her position while Sookie bleeds to death in a werewolf's arms; Lafayette's stealing babies, Debbie's losing her marbles again, and all Bill's attempts to stop the war from starting have gone utterly to shit. Four episodes left.

Next week: Presumably Sookie Stackhouse, the main character of the show, dies from getting shot.