Ivy had heard Vanessa shriek constantly in the house, but she still wasn't sure if that was her. If it wasn't, who was it? What was it? Her heart had started to race, and she was relieved when Chase started getting the torch lit. The more light the better. And if they were in danger, the fire might help.
"I'll send a message to Oliver," Ivy said, sounding calmer than she felt. Now wasn't the time to freak out or run off scared. Vanessa and Jerome might need their help, and that was the whole reason why they came out here. She shook her head at Chase as she worked her thumb over her phone. "It sounds closer than those two dots on the GPS are," she said before gesturing ahead with her walking stick. "That way."