Tora felt his heart race inside of his body; the sensation he got was that the paper was falling on slowmotion, his eyes intently watching as it felt down; and once it was about to touch the water, his eyes redirected to her hands, which were now forming a handseal. [i]Damn[/i] the boy thought, moving forward and dragging a kunai from under his coat, however, he stopped as soon as everything became dark. He groaned, wincing slightly, as if the genjutsu had caused a physical reaction within the boy.

That wasn't the case, though. He simply could [i]feel[/i] his chakra; specifically on his head acting... strange, there was something strange and he knew it, but he had no idea of how to deal with it. The word genjutsu did come across his mind, as he learned in the academy theoric lessons that a genjutsu basically creates the illusions by controlling the chakra's flow on one's brain and causing disruptions in their senses, however he had no way of how to break out of it. Simply because he didn't knew how to. 

With a grunt, the boy threw the kunai he held in a straight line, hoping that it'd hit a wall; just so he could listen to the noise it'd make and get a basic idea of how far he was from the wall.