"With that said, Let's see what you guys have to offer. The headmaster says that all of you have the potential to be great, but I've yet to be convinced. Show me that you belong here; there are no rules, I don't care how you do it. Remember, those who don't make the cut, are out of here."
Once Varus spoke these words it felt like all hell broke loose. All the people around her went and started freaking out or used their magic. Annabelle watched the hysteria, in shock. She didn't have much time to react to the various displays of magic before everyone was enshrouded in black fog.
Panic started to seep into Annabelle's brain. She couldn't think, she didn't know what to do. She needed this school, but it was absolutely crazy... But then the calm hit. The panic dissipated and Annabelle was able to think clearly. Fog. Fog.... Water! She could do something about the fog! "Wait I'm not powerful enough..." She whispered quietly. Think Annabelle, think. Annabelle had heard Mikhail's voice shouting. "If I get to him, there will be others around."
Annabelle walked carefully through the dark fog towards where she hoped her friends would be. Once Annabelle thought she was close, she opened her vial and tossed the water in front of her. She lifted her hands and focused on the water, holding it in the air. She began moving her hand in circles, causing the water to make a little tornado which gave her small visibility in the fog. "If anyone can help, I can clear some of the fog if I was stronger!" She shouted so that someone would hear her.