The hair on the back of Tori's neck rose when Fish emphatically stated that he had not called them down. Then her sense of logic took over.<br/><br/>"Okay, guys, we have an evil entity, title it sex demon, maybe an influential man. The residual images are from the 1920s. So maybe the man is from that time era too. There is the white lady, and I think she is a good presence, the best I can tell. There are some intelligent forces located in the kitchen, they do not get involved but are sympathetic. I feel safe in the kitchen with them." Tori was ticking off information like she was reading a travel brochure.<br/><br/>"What forces in the kitchen?" Fish demanded.<br/><br/>"I hear voices in there, talking to me, explaining things. I have the impression it is the head cook or housekeeper. Like she is used to training staff and taking younger people under her wing, mentoring them. She won't probably wouldnt have acted against the householders but she does her best to be good to those in her area of the house."<br/><br/>Greg said, "Brandi, has Tori been into your stash?"<br/><br/>Tori ignored him.<br/>"This house has an extensive black magik library. Jacob, didn't you say that some of your family, like your aunt, lived here and worked with Crowley? Maybe they opened a door into the other world that was never shut properly, let the cat out of the bag."<br/><br/>"You will learn to like it," that taunting man's voice echoed in her head again, at least she thought it was her head. Each person glanced nervously at the other, saying nothing. Brandi's face drained of the little color she had recovered.<br/><br/>"Did you guys hear That?" Tori asked again, staring at the black orb circling the statue.