The basement! I KNEW there was something more down there, I knew it! Whatever i felt a moment ago is forgotten - this was a brilliant idea. I lean down, hissing in her ear "How did you get to the basement? How did they catch you?" I press the knife a bit ahrder for emphasis.<br/><br/>I don't really expect an answer, but one would be nice. Still, the thought that this empty husk here once had the gumption to seek hidden treasure has me nervous in a way nothing yet has... doubtless she was no ME, but she was somebody once. What happened down there? I slide away once she has spoken, or not. It's time to leave this wing. I check the door to the hall, making sure no one has entered in the time I've been in this room. I'm done here - but I still have to slip out undetected, and replace the doors hinges.