Dropped straight into ghost-hunting admin mode, Twisted_Alice is scanning that evidence board like it personally offended her, juggling objectives, sanity and the creeping realization that Jay Hall is about to make this everyone’s problem.
EMF reader in one hand, flashlight doing its best barely adequate horror movie budget impression and it looks to me that she’s inching through that doorway with some big, big confidence. The moment the lights dim and that narrow beam starts cutting across brick walls, it’s negotiation with something unseen. She’s listening for footsteps, watching for flickers, probably muttering okay we’re fine we’re fine while absolutely not being fine.
Twisted_Alice is pushing forward, because quitting isn’t an option, only identifying what kind of entity just ruined the vibe.
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