"Ley lines!"
Brandon and I stopped dead halfway down the stairs to the first floor when Trisha jumped out of the dining room with one of her loud cries.
"What?" Brandon asked, frowning.
Isaac joined my friend with his own exclamations. Weren't we lucky.
"Ley lines! Underground currents of energy!"
"Amy says that's what this could be about."
"Oh, okay," Brandon murmured.
We resumed our way down and they sort of cornered us to make us go into the dining room. Brandon had his phone already in his hand.
"Did you film Amy's call?" he asked, ready to dial the medium.
"Of course," Trisha replied, taking offense.
"Well, let's film this too. Maybe she says something more, or different."
Isaac and Trisha hurried to move the tripods closer to him as I let go of his hand.
"I'm gonna make dinner," I said in response to his questioning look.
