Lena smiled. Because she had planned for this. In her pocket was a single item smuggled from Apocalypse : a spell of reversal, taught by Mallory herself.
The hotel’s lobby smelled of velvet and old blood. James Patrick March greeted her with a courteous nod. “Ah, the new custodian. The Coven’s previous Keeper was… eviscerated. Rather dramatically. Do try to last longer than a season.” temporadas ahs
The hotel screamed. The seasons snapped apart like broken film reels. Lena woke up in her own bed, laptop open to a Netflix queue. The AHS logo glitched once—then went dark. Lena smiled