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Okay. The group leaves the round hall and heads further down the corridor to the next room, which turns out to contain nothing but a staircase.
When they climbed up, their eyes immediately beheld…

…No, this time it wasn’t their kidnapper, but just his portrait hanging on an ornate stone wall. A wooden roof lets in rays of light, as does the rickety door at the opposite end of the room. There was nothing here except numerous bookshelves, a desk, a portrait, and a teardrop-shaped shield also attached to the wall.