Luz: And that's the end.

Camila: The end of what?

Luz: My book report. I think I knocked it out of the park.

The snake hisses and bites the doll.

Principal Hal: Your book report is why you're in here.

He gestures to the door, through which we can see two students running by screaming, snakes biting their heads.

Luz: Oh. That's where the backup snakes were.

Camila: And what were you going to do with this?

She held up several firecrackers tied together.

Luz: That was for the Act Three closer.

Camila: Mija, I love your creativity, but it's gotten out of hand. Do you remember why you were in the principal's office the last three times?

*Cut to Luz on stage at an audition for Romeo and Juliet, holding a spork.*

Luz: O happy dagger, give me death!

Luz stabs the spork into her torso before tearing her dress, making several links of sausages fall out. Everyone else on stage screams and runs.

*Cut to Luz sewing a pigeon head onto a squirrel's body, on a platform labelled "baby griffin".*

Luz: Now for the final anatomically correct touch, spider breath.

*She opens the model's beak. Many spiders come out, crawling over her and the table. People scream in terror, throwing objects everywhere. Cut to cheerleading tryouts, where a girl does a successful backflip. Every other student applauds.*

Luz: You think that's an impressive trick? Take a look at this. Bleep, bloop, bleep!

She threw her pom-poms to the side. She then turns around to reveal she flipped her eyelids inside out.

Everyone else screams and runs, and it sounded like at least one person is gagging.

Camila: We all love that you express yourself, but if you can't learn to separate fantasy from reality, you may need to spend the summer here.

She holds out a pamphlet for Reality Check Summer Camp. Luz took it reluctantly.

Luz: Don't worry, Mom. I won't let you down. No more weirdness!

She stood up triumphant. The snake in Luz's hand suddenly jumps out and bites the principal. He falls to the ground with a yell while the snake hisses.

Luz: That doesn't count, right?

Later

*Cut to Luz, who is standing disappointedly in front of her house.*

Camila exited the house and hugged Luz

Camila: Oh! Oh, my baby! Now, don't worry. Summer camp is only going to be for three months. You'll be so busy balancing checkbooks and learning to... appreciate public radio, the time will fly by!

She said as though she wasn't fully confident about this but was trying to make it sound fun.

Luz: But I don't like any of that stuff. I like editing anime clips to music and—and reading fantasy books with convoluted backstories.

Camila: Mija, your fantasy world is holding you back. Do you have any friends? Real ones, not imagined or drawn or reptilian?

Luz drops her book, disappointed. She walks slowly over to the trash bin.

Camila: Summer camp is a chance to make some friends, but you have to try. Can you do that?

Luz: Yes, Mom.

Luz puts her book, The Good Witch Azura, into the trash bin. Camila's phone vibrates in her purse.

Camila: Oh. I gotta go to work. Your bus is coming soon. Text me when you get there. Cuídate mucho, mija. ¡Qué te vaya bien!

She said and kissed her daughter on the forehead and left.

Luz: Bye, Mom.

She watched her leave, then gasps and rummages through the bin.

Luz: Where is it? Where is it?

An owl hoots. Luz looks up and sees a little owl, her book sticking out of the bag in his beak. It turns and flies away.

Luz: Tiny trash thief!

[lLuz chases the owl. She pauses when the reach a decrepit abandoned house, but the owl continues right inside. Luz stares at the house. Luz growls. Steeling her nerves, Luz runs inside. The front door slams shut behind her, and the entire inside glows, visible through the windows and the holes in the roof. Cut to the inside of a tent, where a door unfolds in three parts before opening. The little owl hops through it, and a second later, Luz follows.

Luz: Stop adorably hopping away, you—Huh?

She around the tent, which is full of old odds and ends.

Lu: Whoa. I thought I had a lot of weird stuff.

She picked up a creepy-looking doll.

Luz: But this? This is impressive.

Middle-aged Woman: Finally, you're back.

Luz makes a noise and drops to the ground. She peeks back up and walks forward, moving the flap of the tent aside to see the back of a woman and the back of a man

Middle-aged Woman: Now let's see what we've got here.

Man: Keep your fingers crossed it's something good. But also something nobody was using.

The little owl lands on top of the woman's staff. She turns him around, and it becomes a wooden fixture of the staff. Luz gasps.

Middle-aged Woman: *Takes out a phone from the bag.* Garbage. *Takes out a ring.* Garbage. *Takes out a golden shining chalice.* Garbage.

Man: I don't know about you, but I think a majority of these things might be worth something.

Middle aged woman: Maybe. Now, this... *Takes out a pair of joke glasses with eyes on springs and puts them on.* This will make me rich. I mean. Us.

The man took out Luz's book.

Man: And this...

Middle aged woman: Oh, this will make good kindling.

She then held the book right on top of a candle.

Luz gasped and ran out of the tent and grabbed her book back.

Luz: Excuse me, sorry, it's mine, thank you.

The couple looked dumbfounded at her.

Luz ran back into the tent and heads for the door. It folds up before she can walk through it and disappears. She looked and saw the middle-aged woman holding a key with an eye on it, the same eye that was on the door. The middle -aged woman took off the glasses.

Middle-aged Woman: You're not going anywhere.

Luz: Wah-ah!

She shoved Azura into her messenger bag and ducks out the back of the tent. She runs, and skids to a stop mere inches away from falling off a cliff. She's clearly no longer on earth, the town before her being made up of far too many arms and teeth. A dragon flies by and is caught by one of said arms. Cut to denizens of the town going about their days: a cloaked figure holding an ice cream cone which eats someone, the legs of what appear to be a giant chicken, a centipede-looking thing opening its mouth to let a winged creature fly out. The latter two kiss before going their separate ways.

Luz backed away from the cliff nervously.

Luz: Oh, no, no, no, no! What's going on?

She shrieked as fairy approaches her.

Luz: Oh, hello, little fairy. Are you going to tell me this is all a fantastical dream?

Fairy: Give me your skin!

However, before the fairy could but her, the man smacked the fairy with a cane.

Man: Beastly little things.

Luz looked at the man.

Luz: Where am I? Did I die? Am I in the bad place?

Man: HA! Please. This place gives Hell a run for its money.

The middle aged woman placed her hand on Luz's shoulder.

Middle aged woman: But you'll wish.