<div style="text-align: justify;">Josephine really didn't want to be in this place. Everything about it spoke of illness and death, but she knew she needed to do the job they had come here for. They had come here to help Marissa, to help her children. And she wanted to do this. There was also, she could feel, a spirit that needed help here. She could feel its presence in the bedroom, the one that was asking for help. It was a soft one, maybe a young person, or a child.<br/><br/>She would have to come back in and study the place.<br/><br/>"Yes, thanks. Please, stay around, just in case I pick something up", she requested of Katie. The two women were already used to working together, so Josie knew that she didn't need to provide extensive explanations. Katie already knew what to do.<br/><br/>"Excuse me", she finally murmured when entering the room. If there was a spirit in here, it was always better not to startle or upset it. "I'm not here to harm you", she carried on, pacing around the room. "Can you help me? I want to...".<br/><br/>Josie stopped and closed her eyes, getting a vision of the room as it used to be. It was empty, though, and she could see that the bed used to be on the opposite wall, and the dresser used to be right next to the door. Feeling that setting it up that way might help clear the area for better communication, Josie stepped out of the bedroom.<br/><br/>"Hey, Katie, Jean? I could use your help here for a moment, if you're willing", Josie requested, raising her voice just enough to make sure Jean could hear her from the other room.</div>