[Dio is not out in these woods to help. The welfare of whoever it is that's screaming does not even begin to concern him. But given the degree to which the townsfolk refuse to even acknowledge the screaming night after night, he has a feeling that following it and finding its source may be one of the better opportunities for answers. Of course, despite his best efforts, he'd found very little on these little expeditions out into the woods with very few traces of anything left behind. Which is why the moment he smells fresh blood on the air (not human, something else), he follows it.]

[He doesn't bother with making noise to signal his approach. Whether she actually notes the speed with which he moves or if she's too preoccupied with her arm doesn't matter to Dio.]

You aren't going to find anyone out here. At least not whoever it was that was screaming. Believe me, I've tried, but night after night, nothing.