Diana takes the picture and reads the message. Her frown deepens alongside Joyce's. "I think we're dealing with something far more dangerous than just a creepy hallway." She puts the frame back down on the desk.

There's a part of her that's sorely tempted to just bash her way out of this house. But something tells her that's not going to work. "What exactly wants to be-"

She stops when she hears a faint moan. It seems to come from everywhere and nowhere. It's followed within seconds by an unnerving creaking that she's more certain is coming from above them. She looks around. "Did you hear that as well?"