Emalyn's entire life had been surrounded in mystery so it came as no shock to her that the room was bathed in a mysterous soft light. As her eyes adjusted Emalyn could see that she had her work cut out for her, the house was dusty and appeared to have been vacant for a very long time. She walked through the house doing her own little inventory. She'd be needing a few things so she grabbed a notepad form her purse and began to jot down a list of items she'd require. Emalyn liked lists, they helped her stay organized.