"Yeah, yeah. Umm." Tessa moves to grab a chain and gives it a few good yanks, but it doesn't budge. Not surprising, since Elsie couldn't pull them from the wall. "I'll go find the key and you can heal her." She knows it won't be enough. Not now. Not unless Inessa has something up her sleeve that can completely remove an infection and heal whatever the fuck it is that the anchor's doing to Elsie's veins.

Tessa gets back upstairs and practically stumbles over a chair out of both haste and her shock. Muttering, "Pull it together. Pull it together," under her breath, she starts going through the family's personal items, hoping those assholes haven't taken the key with them. Outside there's a roll of thunder and it just makes her think she's in the setting of a horror film as she races to find what they need so they can get the hell out of here with Elsie. Anywhere is better than here. Even out in the rain. If she's going to die anyway, she should at least see the sky first.

Thankfully it doesn't take Tessa long before she finds a key in one of the china cabinet drawers, hidden under some starched white linens that she takes pleasure in throwing to the ground and stomping on with her dirty boot as she pulls the key out.

"Here!" she calls down before she reappears, holding a simple, unadorned metal key. "I hope this is it. Has she said anything?"