Three hours flew by and Alani was fighting the urge to scratch her skin, her skin was burning up, she had removed all her school uniform, she was sat in red shorts and a red crop top that she put under her uniform that day. Eventually, after Thirty minutes, Alani gave up fighting, she lost it, she grabbed a table nearby her and threw it into the fireplace, a black storm cloud passed over the Shack, it spat out hail and strong rain. Alani smashed her body into walls as she scratched and clawed away at her skin. Pomfrey rushed in when Alani had cried in pain, Alani stood drenched in her own blood, she had cuts across her stomach and over her shoulders were she had tried to reach her neck. Pomfrey looked sympathetic. "You are pathetic, this pain is nothing!" The Devil spat, he was wrong. Alani's pain was the equivalent of being skinned alive and burnt at the same time, and then rolled in a bath of salt. Pomfrey hit Alani with a sleeping spell, she passed out and was taken to the Hospital wing where she'd spend the rest of the night sleeping.