Unaware that she is being watched (and being considered dinner), the angel checks one of the many rooms in the house, looking for signs of the supernatural (other than herself). She brushes away the dust and cobwebs of ages of neglect, but all she disturbs is a spider, scuttling out of one of the many dark corners.<br/><br/>The sudden shriek makes her jump, and she frowns, "It's starting, it seems... I feel a dark presence..." She takes another look around the room, "...but nothing seems out of the ordinary here..."<br/><br/>She heads for another door, but finds it stuck, or locked. After some fruitless pulling, the angelic boot has to be applied once more to force it open, the sound of splintering wood echoeing through the house.