The further in she went, the thicker the fog grew. She tried to think of a spell that could get the fog away from her but the fog wasn't entirely bad. It did protect her (hopefully) from mean, dangerous eyes with bad intentions. Everything around her was silent which unnerved her greatly. She didn't know if sound existed until she heard it. Irene ducked, bending over and covering her ears when she heard the piercing the scream. Chills ran down her body and she felt a sharp pain against her chest as if something had pierced her. She closed her eyes, wincing at the pain found near her heart and nearly fell forward. She clutched her hand close to her heart. What in Newt Scamander's brief case was that?! Her heart pounded against her chest rapidly.

Someone sounded as if they were in trouble. Was that Aurora? Or Jesus? Or Kyle? Or Valerie? Or one of her many other compeittors? If it's Valerie then she owes me one, thought Irene briefly. She heard the scream repeat in her head again. Screw whoever it was, whether it be a creature, a fellow student, or something else- she was going to help it. That's what Pukwudgie's did. It was right and she felt it in her heart.

Irene didn't think. Feet began moving quickly. Wand at the ready, she ran towards the noise as fast as she could. She didn't know where she was going exactly but she was going to help that person in need.