Nothing... or so it seems.

Venus entered her room, shutting the door quietly behind her and making sure that it was locked from the inside. Turning back to looking over her accomodations for the night, she was not particularly pleased. The room was old, cobwebs having formed in the corners, a thin layer of dust on all the furnishings, and a simple bed that hardly looked all that comfortable. Each step she took made the floorboards creak, and she winced with each noise that she made moving to the bed.

She was certain she wouldn't learn anything here in this room, and it was far too dark to be searching the town for clues of what had happened. For now, sleep was the only option, but a very appealing one at that. Her feet still ached from the long walk, and she was eager to get off of them, if only for a few hours. So, with that out of the way, the huntress began to undress, slowly slipping free from the rather restrictive, and confining, garment, not at all like the clothing she wore into combat.

As the dress slid down, her breasts spilling free into the cool air, the hair on the back of her neck rose, and Venus felt as though someone were watching her. Reaching up to cover herself, she looked about quickly but could find no trace of anyone in the room. Just to be certain, she looked over every square inch, but found absolutely nothing. No holes, no two way mirrors, no traces of scrying magic. Nothing.

Taking a deep breath, Venus calmed herself, simply deciding that it was nerves and nothing more. She quickly finished undressing and slipped into the old bed, hoping to fall asleep quickly and set aside all this strangeness until morning.