Adelaide yanks the suitcase out of the trunk. ADELAIDE: Why're we here, then, Esther? Seeing as you never explained anything. Esther, blank-faced, says- ESTHER: You should've asked earlier. Adelaide glares back. ADELAIDE: I did. And you kept pretending you couldn't hear me. For the whole car ride. Esther and Adelaide approach the apartment, their shadows cast upon the front door. Next to the door, is a buzzer with several slashes gouged into it. ESTHER: Ah. Allow me to correct that. She opens the door, Adelaide behind her with another skeptical look. ESTHER: We are here, my dear Adelaide, to deal with a haunting of sorts.