"No no, we're not stealing." Avery pushed the door to, although not all the way shut. They needed a quick escape route if it came to that.
The place was abandoned yes, but it still contained a few odd bits of furniture, like the hallway console he'd just spotted that he could put his bag down on. Unzipping it, he pulled out an EMF meter on a lanyard and slung it around his neck.
"Here," he said, holding a flashlight out to Henry. "This place was owned by Peter Brancott and his family, and on the 15th of January, they all left in a big hurry. The previous owner is supposed to be haunting the house. She died in her sleep, but people who die naturally don't tend to haunt places. I think she wants the true circumstances to be known." He pulled out a blacklight and flicked it on and off to make sure it was working, then stuck it into a loop on his belt.