Drip, drip, drip. Your keen ears separate a strange sound from the din of Job Fair conversation. A droplet of what appears to be deep red paint splashes onto the floor, then another and another. Where is it all coming from?

Your eyes gaze upward in the direction the drops came, and you're met with an eerie sight. The floating candles that light the Great Hall are dripping red paint. Suddenly they form the shape of a hawk, and a message appears on the ceiling:

EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY! END THE STRUGGLE!