Diana watches everything as they back through the door: the walls, the floor, the ceiling. It's hard to watch so much at once and try to be ready for anything, but she has a responsibility to protect Joyce and herself and get them out of here. Thankfully, they're left alone and they make it through.

She doesn't curse out loud, but she certainly is in her head. Not that she's terribly surprised at this point. There's so much to take in all at once, not just the further degradation the hall suffered, but all the noises. She can't tell where they're coming from: sometimes they seem far away, but other times she could almost swear someone was right behind her.

Joyce's frustrated burst catches Diana's attention; she heads over to her to read the same note. She frowns. "It's already in, so it can't be asking to be let into this house, right? Where else is there? It's-"

For just a split second, she swears she sees Barbara, eyes yellow and slitted, staring at her from above them on the bannister. She jolts back, ready to fight, but then she's gone as soon as she came. Diana closes her eyes, trying to rein herself in.

"We need to find answers. Surely there must be something in here." It beats believing they won't find anything and they're trapped in here. Diana all but throws herself at the cabinet, yanking open doors and furiously rummaging through them.