Hmm... what is that mysterious ticking clicking noise.....? She glanced at the bookcase and then crouched to see if it was coming from under the chair. Not over here.... not over there... Irene stopped in her tracks. It was somewhat catchy.... but also kind of nerve-wracking. Was that the timer? She glanced down at the black cloth like handkerchief and then blue eyes widened when she noticed what it was. THE SORTING HAT?!? She nearly dropped the thing as she tried to balance the scroll and it. Woah. Woah. Close catch. Hopefully it wouldn't tell her off for nearly dropping it. Sorry Mr. Sorting Hat. No time to apologize, she had to keep moving and because her hands were nearly full she placed the hat on her head and continued walking.

The reading area was bland. Nothing was... weird or unusual about it. Hmm... perhaps it was behind a book? Irene was about to start pulling books out of the shelf when she heard something.

But that ticking noise was certainly peculiar. It had peaked Irene's interest and sounded like it was coming from another room. She had to go check it out. She left the reading area and headed past the piano and then followed the noise downstairs. Was the ticking noise coming from the kitchen or from the bathroom?

She glanced at the riddle in the scroll. Twist clockwise and nothing you'll get.... was it a knob on the stove or perhaps a key stuck in the bathroom door? Maybe... maybe it was in the kitchen?

But it was something small and BEAUTIFUL. What could it be? A screw that belonged to an appliance or a knob on the oven. But it could attach and reattach.... Was it some sort of clip? She began searching the kitchen.