Iris headed back out of the auditorium. Again, she put her hand against a wall. She moved with the large group of people. Whenever she reached a door she felt near it. Reading the Braille that was put under the normal English. Iris felt along until she reached the room for section B. She started humming, listening for their echoes. She could rely on her hand to navigate a classroom. And it was quiet enough. Iris sat down at a seat in the back.