Richard had just been going about his daily routine and one of those things was brewing up some of the potions and antidotes that tended to be needed on hand in his ward. He was just a few feet away from the door when he heard a screech of some sort. Moving immediately towards the source of the sound which was in the potions room, he saw that it was left ajar.

Stuck? Confused, Richard pushed open the door and was assailed by the stench coming from the room. "What on Earth," he couldn't help but murmur as he pulled out his wand so that he could attempt to come to his friends aid. "What kind of potion did this?"