John was still lost wandering aimlessly. "How many damn hall's does this place have?" he mutters to himself. Suddenly John hears a scream somewhere to his left, he reacts fast bounding down the hall's towards the sound. Using his enhance hearing he narrows the source to a specific hallway "Hello! Is anyone Hurt?! Do you need any assistance?!" His shouts echo down the hall, the tone frantic with a desire to help. After 10 long minutes he realizes it must have been his imagination, it's late he was tired and his room was only 3 doors away so maybe it's time to turn in for the night and see his friends in the morning. With that realization he moves to his room, takes a few moments to eat his now cold supper before shifting into his large grey wolf form curling up on the bed and passing out.