"Maybe it wants to be let into a—a container or something?" Let Me Out, Let Me In. Whatever's haunting them is a very indecisive entity, probably, but something about it is still gnawing at the back of Joyce's mind. She hears the cabinet open, then wanders over to look in the drawers.
She jumps back with a shocked cry, as pictures come flying out. To her horror, two land at her feet: Bob Newby with his chest torn open and half-eaten, staring unseeing at the camera, and Will screaming in terror and agony as a monster's claws tear strips from his flesh. Joyce's eyes go wide, and she immediately slams the drawer shut so hard that the wall seems to shake with the force of it.
There is something in the walls. There is something in the walls. Joyce steps quickly away from them, trying another door, but it only opens a notch before something stops it in place. But she can swear she sees—a woman in a rocking chair, murmuring words that Joyce can't quite make out, weeping. She shuts it then, and looks at Diana.
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She jumps back with a shocked cry, as pictures come flying out. To her horror, two land at her feet: Bob Newby with his chest torn open and half-eaten, staring unseeing at the camera, and Will screaming in terror and agony as a monster's claws tear strips from his flesh. Joyce's eyes go wide, and she immediately slams the drawer shut so hard that the wall seems to shake with the force of it.
There is something in the walls. There is something in the walls. Joyce steps quickly away from them, trying another door, but it only opens a notch before something stops it in place. But she can swear she sees—a woman in a rocking chair, murmuring words that Joyce can't quite make out, weeping. She shuts it then, and looks at Diana.
"Did you find anything?" she asks.