As she set her outfit to dry, she felt a sudden cold breeze down her exposed neck, as if someone had blown a chill down her spine.  The candle continued to flicker until it suddenly went out, leaving the other candle across the room as the sole source of light.  Yet the darkness made it difficult for her to see more than a few feet from her, and the stairs and most of the main area were shrouded.  What's more... she could feel colder and colder, as if the temperature were dropping yet again.  If Cutter was behind this... he must've had some very elaborate way of doing all of this, particularly as the candle was on the table right next to her and she saw nothing.