As if the horror movie comparisons weren't quite enough, naturally it only went and got worse. Naturally.

Of course there was screaming, of course there was. And, even though said screams were clearly coming from a long, long way off, Kyle stopped dead in his tracks. Not out of fear, though he would be lying if he claimed to not be afraid of what was ahead. No, instead Kyle was stopping so that he could close his eyes, and ask himself, genuinely, why the heck he had agreed to go along with something like this. Something which apparently necessitated he do every single thing horror movies taught him to not do, like enter deep, dark, foreboding forests, and follow the screams that sounded from deep within them.

Not one to rush headlong into danger, Kyle stayed stood where he was for a minute to re-assess the situation. He was almost certain that he was supposed to head towards the screams in order to complete the challenge - would they be judged on how willing they were to jump to the aid of another? Hopefully not.

Kyle was still fairly sure that it didn't really matter how well he was hidden - if the challenge called for confrontation, then confrontation would happen - but with screams like that sounding around him, being so visible naturally made him feel completely exposed. To combat this, he raised his wand up over his head, pointed towards himself, and made a motion as though quickly wrapping a rope around himself. "Disillusio."

There was that trickling feeling that told Kyle that it had worked. It sent a shiver up his spine, followed by another at the thought of following those screams.

He looked at the flames still held in his hand. The Disillusionment Charm had not extended to those, and the only way Kyle could think to hide them would be with a Bedazzling Hex, but hiding his light source completely negated the point of having one in the first place. Those flames weren't going anywhere.

Anyway, that screaming. Kyle supposed he had better address that sooner rather than later.

But, when he started moving again, Kyle did not start in the exact direction from which he had heard the screams, but instead veered slightly to the right. He would not approach the unknown head-on, but would instead try to move around it, and come from a different angle than what might be expected. It was almost certainly a trap, after all.

Through the forest Kyle carefully trod, senses on high alert, occasionally glancing up towards the treetops, formulating more and more ideas as he went, but staying alert to all that was around him. Then, as he got deeper into the forest, closer to where he had heard the screams coming from, Kyle would pause between the trees, quietly repeating his Homenum Revelio spell every ten feet or so, intending to find the source of the screaming, before it could find him.