With the requisite time for mingling and gossiping elapsed, well dressed servants circulated through the crowd, informing everyone that the night's entertainment is about to begin. The red velvet rope is moved away from the double doors at the end of a long hallway, the guests chatting aimably as they move into the darkened room beyond. More servants usher the guests to the rows of staggered seats that line the long walls.<br/><br/>In the centre of the room sits a round table, less than a dozen chairs surrounding it, lit by a small lamp hanging from the ceiling overhead. The bulb is set dim, so it illuminates only the table and chairs, though the chairs are half hidden in the gloom. Dotted around the room sit a dozen small tables, likewise lit by small overhead lamps, with a variety of small objects enclosed in glass cases.<br/><br/>Against the far wall, dimly visible, are what appear to be a half a dozen sarcophagi. These in particular draw a murmur of conversation from the guests as they enter, and make their way to the seats that line the walls. It seems only a select few have been selected to take their place at the table in the centre of the room, joining the hostess in the focal point of the night.