"Thank you," she murmured to Ana a little distantly as the boxes were moved and opened a path up to the back wall. She followed the silver streak onward, hands groping blindly until she felt the spot it was leading her too. Catherine looked over her shoulder like she was expecting someone to be spying but it was just a mimic of something from the past. Fingertips searched carefully for just the right spot and - there it was.
Her fingers curled around the silver stand, obviously for a crystal ball. But she didn't say anything just yet. Since she was already in vision mode, she sought out any sort of history or knowledge this thing held about what exactly it was or what it did. For a moment she looked up, briefly catching a flicker of the hatchet. The corner of her mouth perked up slightly, "Throw it at something and see if it comes back to you." She was only half joking, thinking of the fairytale of the enchanted ax.
But anyway, back to probing the stand with her powers, which were quickly becoming exhausted.