'I know give me three seconds and I will be right back with a towel.' Clara smiled when he kissed her again and watched him walk to the door. She laughed lightly when he slammed the door and started yelling at Darrel again, "I kind of feel bad for him." She said with a comfortable sigh as she relaxed in the tub just soaking up the heat for the water and waiting for Artimer to return. She had gotton so ccomfortable that she closed her eyes and tuned out Artimer's complaits to Darrel.<br/><br/>She didn't notice the shadow slipping under the door and heading for the tub. She was unable to defend herself when something wrapped around her neck and dragged her under the water. Her first instinct was to scream which made her choke on the water that rushed into her mouth. She panicked and thrashed as she tried to get free from the iron like grip on her. She was able to turn her heaad enough to see a shadowy figure and her struggles doubled, 'Art... Artimer!' She called out to him in a slight panic as her lungs started to burn from lack of air.<br/><br/>She clawed at the arm as she tried to get free. She quelled her panic as best she could and started a spell and even though the words were not easy to understand she managed to finish it. A short blash of light shot out of her hand behind her and into the shadows face. It's grip loosened enough for her to get her head above the water and gasp in air. She coughed and sputtered trying to get her airways clear for her to breath. She saw the shadow rise up and try to grab her again but she tumbled out of the tub and reached for her armor where her dagger was.<br/><br/>The shadow grabbed her ankle just as she grabbed the hilt of her dagger, "I'm getting really tired of you things!" She snarled as she brought the blade down ripping through the shadows head and chest. It screetched and dissipated leaving Clare on the floor gasping and holding her throat as she tried to breath reagularly.