Clara is on the move. She has no skates, just feet, which is fine as she isn't sure she would be good on skates. How she'd love her motorcycle right about now. Not that it would be easy to zoom away in this. A sonic Screwdriver would be GREAT too. She wished she had one of those. Or the Doctors. Anything.

Sorry, Casey, but she's leaving the battling up to you for right now, trying to get ahead. She jinked right and through the passage way, darting into another room of the library, still full of books. She started across the room.

"Ah... yeah?" She called back as he asked if she knew where we were going. Sure! Sure she did! In this room there was a spiral stair case to a second floor and a large sitting chair. "How well can wolves climb steps, do you think?" She had an idea.