He strikes match after match. Each nook and cranny of the apartment becomes bathed in light. Shadows flicker. Archie could swear he sees the shadow outline of five angels for a second but he has never been able to see what his wife can. He sits back down, unaware that his wife can hear cloven hoofs walking down through the building.

Agnes steadies her breathing.

Draws on every bit of experience she has from all the seances held before.

The sisters wait on the wooden beam, they are looking towards the door.

Mr Udnam clenches his fists.