Frozen mid-step at the bone-chilling sound of that terrified scream, Waver was briefly reminded of those terrible nights when he had gotten lost in the Towers as he tried to find his way out with his loot. It was the scream of someone who knew true horror, someone begging to be forgiven for some unknown sin and release from this treacherous prison that they had all somehow become trapped in. Equipped with an active Flash spell, Waver looked around with terrified eyes for the source of the scream.

"Who's there?" He called. There was no way he could keep his unease out of his own voice.