As he reached the top of the stairs to the first floor, he heard a load noise (the same noise that Helena heard) to his right, which seemed to come from the room at the end of the corridor. He could not make out what it was but it made him turn on his heal, nearly loosing his footing on the last stair, and pound down the corridor. He felt he was getting closer as the disturbing noises in his head increased ten fold. He found that he was holding his hands over his ears and shaking his head as he ran, until finally he could not bear it any longer. He had to get into that room. He had to know. He could feel the veins in his body burning with anticipation, as he stood in front of the door. The door appeared to him to be distorted in some way as he tried to focus on it. What was stopping him from entering? He must get in. he removed his hands from his ears as they were having little to no effect on preventing him from hearing the noises. With his free hand, he reached for the door knob and turned it. To his relief the knob turned with ease.