Marion though has no such luck. Her head spins and she quickly lets go of Sofia's hand and propels herself forward so she can do her best to not vomit all over. Thankfully the fence around the property is sturdy. Once Marion feels better she glances back up at the house.

"It could use some fresh paint, yeah." It would look nicer if it did. Everything about this place screams slightly creepy. The snow on the ground still is the only thing that makes this pace come off as still normal.

"I have keys. I just need to give them back to the wife once we're done here."