The babble of spirits was simply maddening, a jumbled legion of voices- The lovely witch's eyes narrowed, as she pushed through the wall of confusion; Murmuring countercurses and incantations, the better to shield her mind of the cancophy! Was it one of the site's defenses, to drive away the curious...Or had something *terrible* happened here, so terrible it'd led to all those trapped spirits...<br/><br/>She drew closer to the dome, now, step by step- Gunner's Broom in hand, Lucille channeled *power*. "Open!" she willed, letting the spell ripple out from her, as she brought her clasped hands apart...Even if it'd been completely impervious to technology, it wouldn't resist her magic *quite* as well! She shook her head, reestablishing her wards- The better to keep the countless voices from overwhelming here! No *wonder* the workers hadn't made it this far...