[Al doesn't mind the silence. He lets his strides fall into a steady rhythm, the crunching of snow beneath his feet providing the only staccato bursts of noise. He risks a quick glance backwards every ten minutes or so, only slowing down when it seems that they've managed to get a good lead. He doesn't go as far as a walk, but this jog is easier to maintain than a run.

He's startled out of his reverie by House's voice. He had almost forgotten there was anyone with him, and the lights of his eyes flare briefly in embarrassment. He should have been paying more attention...]

I'm not sure, I guess I don't know what the clues are until I find them.

[Perhaps that's not helpful, but it's all he has right now.]

My brother and I are used to finding the clues hidden in cryptic information, it's just finding something first that's the issue.

[He's been here a month and the sum total of their clues are some blood, some frozen corpses, and a lot of flawed mathematical equations.]

I knew the school was dangerous, Lea told me about the monsters and I know Tim has been hurt there, but I didn't want to risk passing potential evidence by.