One way or another, Chiari eventually made it out of the cabin and over on the path to the dining hall. It hadn't been very long before try had decided that the bell could wait while they grabbed a quick snack for the morning. Unless it was a bell announcing breakfast, in which case, that would be a convenient accident. 

Forgetting the camouflage for a moment, the pale teen stopped at the side of the path and picked up a couple of daisies. They were really nice, after all, looking like they had just recently bloomed. Such cute flowers. 

Twisting the stems together, the ghostly youth continued on their way.