What the Stars Brought

From: Huntress
Description: I swear by my blade that I heard a woman's cry amid the eerie rattle that's coming from the Observatory! Someone is in trouble. The door to the Observatory is locked with a tricky lock. Let's open it... Or break it, if nothing else works.
Completed: You did great. The smell of ozone, like the one before a thunderstorm, is coming from behind the door to the Observatory. The sound of electrical cracking has become more distinct. Look, even my hair is electrified and protruding in different directions. Don't laugh - so is yours!