[It's Dewey who finds it. Jeanne's help clearing the blood make the object more obvious: it's a small piece of braided white hair, blood clinging to the broken strands as the aura in the room seems to relax. The blood around them seems to gurgle angrily before retreating back into the floor and walls of the room. That doesn't help the small globs of blood clinging to their clothes but it seems that the danger has passed even as a malicious aura briefly appears and disappears. An aura that's definitely similar to the one that Jeanne felt only a few minutes ago.
Dewey, though... something happens as your grip tightens around the hair. A vision.]
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Dewey, though... something happens as your grip tightens around the hair. A vision.]