We should go, then. If Josselyn is the key to this, or a large part of it, her secrets are behind that door.

[ Claire nods toward said door, glancing over and feeling unsettled. Walking to the front door, she takes a deep breath of fresh air, letting it out slowly. Looking down at the jars again, she sees one more clearly in the light. ]

What I thought was a leech looks to be a root of some sort.

[ Turning the jar in the sunlight, she tries to make out what sort, but she can't. ]

Josselyn is quite full of mysteries. When we find her, I would very much like to pick her brain.