She gave Christian a worried look when she heard him gasp.  She brushed the hair back from his forhead gently, her fingers lingering on his temple for a moment before she turned to follow him down the stairs with a sigh.  She admired his stubborn resolve, but he was just too stubborn to know when he was in over his head.<br/><br/>"I don't know Christian.  I keep getting receiving these strange visions.  I can see you and ummm feel you, like we used to be when we were together, but then you change.  I can't see your face when you do, but I can feel your teeth and claws.  There are two different forces in this house Chris.  There have to be.  There is this darkness, this dizzying pressure, I can feel it trying to force it's way into my mind, but something else is here, something that keeps trying to stop it.  I can hear it calling to me from down below.  It may be trying to protect us, or it may just want us to believe that it is."<br/><br/>"But that thing.." her voice trailed off as she looked back over her shoulder at the crucified form on the wall.  "That thing is not at human at all, but it certainly seems to be trying to communicate with me."  There were so many mixed messages coming through from all directions that she was hesitant to try to establish a direct link with any of them.  She knew she had to, but it was incredibly hard to figure out which one of the senders would be safest.