Kalila feels the familiar sense of her hairs standing up on the back of her neck. She looks up as a part of her warns her that she's not alone anymore. Upon sensing that, she immediately stands up and scans the room, ignoring the physical burden of the day. She looks around and her eyes land on the tapestries. The patterns slightly shifting in the lamplight sets her on edge.

Then she sees it! One of the tapestries moves just slightly, as though there was a slight breeze. But, there are no windows and only one door. There's no way that was just wind. Kalila's mind then went to the next possible reason that curtain just fluttered: [i]Something arcane just happened![/I]

Her wide eyes remain on that tapestry, and she does her best to walk backwards, slowly and cautiously to the door leading in and out of the room. Her eyes also quickly dart about looking for an improvised weapon to use to defend herself before flicking back to the fluttering tapestry. 

If she manages to slowly make it to the door, she would try turning the doorknob to open the door. She would find her palms are sweaty, and her hands are shaking as she grabs for the doorknob.