"Clarissa!" Gunniva says loudly to her audience.<br/><br/>"Now if you would stand over there." She points to a spot on the stage whereas she pulls a large ring attached to a cloth up from the floor that hides Clarissa from sight.<br/>"Hold it over your head if you would be as kind."<br/><br/>Gunniva then walked over to her own spot and pulled up a ring of her own while the music played increasingly dramatic tunes.<br/><br/>When the music stopped, there was a small boom, a puff of smoke and the rings fell down, revealing Gunniva the only one standing on the stage. If one looked closely, her corset seemed to bulge out a bit, its threads barely holding it together.<br/><br/>Gunniva bowed to her audience:<br/>"Thank you, you have been lovely."<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile, Clarissa would find herself in a place that was rather dark, rather wet, and very tight.