Voodoo wasn't his strong suit. He knew a bit about the Loas and the magics. But practicing? Nope. Not his thing. He needed a Voodoo expert. Something the Justice League needed help with. And well, Swamp Thing told him about this person.

The house was empty, so he made his way to the hut he had seen in the dead of night. Only being stopped by a man that told him: "If you squeamish or scare easily. Don't go in there." Ha. As if. He was John Constantine.