Isabelle stepped towards the light as well, still straining her eyes. As she entered the room beyond, the bright blur faded into focus. She found herself in a large, domed room, ringed with columns, and amply lit by ensconced, golden lamps all around the perimeter. Elegant white marble tiles lined the floor and ceiling, and the walls were covered in dark brown wainscoting, with red patterned wallpaper, as if this was a palace ballroom and smoking room all rolled into one. Dangling down from the peak of the dome, an enormous chandelier was suspended above the room, its eight arms stretching out into a great ring, with a circular ball of light at the end of each one.