On the drive over, Katie had made sure to not lose Jean on the drive there. She didn't want her friend to get loss in the back roads of Texas. And she had a feeling that Marissa Parker could definitely use all the help she could get. Although as they introduced themselves to the homeowner, Katie couldn't shake the feeling this place was bad. She didn't have special gifts, it was just a gut reaction. Her gut was telling her to not enter the house.<br/><br/>Katie shot Jean a worried look when she heard what he muttered to himself. She reminded herself that Marissa and her kids needed help. They had to help them. The poor woman had no else to turn to. Most people didn't when it came to hauntings. She just hoped they could help.<br/><br/>Katie took out a notepad and wrote down notes of what Marissa told her about her home. The daughter's former bedroom would be a good place to start. She noted the crying and shadows. She gave Marissa a sympathetic look when she said she hoped they weren't crazy. She told Marissa as she got ready to leave.<br/><br/>"I'll call you right away, I promise."<br/><br/>She hoped that assured the woman a little but given her situation, it probably didn't. She turned to the house and swallowed hard. Every instinct was telling her to leave and don't come back. Do not go inside. But Katie couldn't do that. She put herself in Marissa's shoes, if what was happening to Sarah and Benjamin was happening to Sam, she'd want to find out what was really going on. Even if it was something that shouldn't be messed with. No one should be afraid of their own home.<br/><br/>"I'm ready when you guys are."<br/><br/>Katie told her friends, speaking more confidently then she felt. She pulled out a digital camera to snap picture when they headed inside.