Jean had slowly made his way into another room, feeling the negativity swirling all around him. He couldn't sense anything specific, but that didn't stop the Voodoo priest from trying. If he could in some way isolate what was here he could try to manifest one of the Loa to aid against it, but until than he was forced to wait and keep the team more or less safe spiritually.<br/><br/>He heard Josie removing her socks and shoes before he saw her. Coming back into the entrance area with the team he stood near the doorway he had just exited and watched her. He kept an eye on Josie, instinctively taking a few steps forward when she gripped the railing and spoke of losing her balance. As the psychic made her way up the remaining stairs, Jean cast an eye towards Katie who was busily snapping pictures and jotting things down in her book. He noticed her hesitation to touch the stairs but said nothing as she climbed them, following soon after.<br/><br/>The negative feelings only grew stronger the closer he got to the second floor, but he eventually reached the top of the stairs and took a few steps away from them.<br/><br/>"Josie, Katie, please watch yourselves. Up here especially." He said while looking around them at the next floor. He assumed the daughter's room was close by and his sense of both curiosity and interest peaked. While one side of him screamed to get out of there as fast as he could and never return, the other was urging him on, to get to the bottom of this and to end it. Choosing to listen to the latter, Jean moved towards a closed door and placed his hand on the doorknob. It was cold to the touch, and the feeling against his warm hand was a slight shock to his already heightened senses. He opened the door and stood in the doorway before entering, wanting to get a feeling for the room before plunging in. Before he did he glanced towards his team and stepped in, immediately feeling the temperature plummet around him.<br/><br/>"Legba let your protection fall on this team, and will Sobo into our midst." Jean muttered. He knew it was unlikely the two would listen to his prayer with the lack of ceremony or even the mounting but he hoped they would at least take pity on their servant.