Retreating from the main chapel, the party would make their way down the north side of the hill; they had seen the ruined remains of the winery, when they were scouting the area, but had not approached. Once they drew close, they'd find the main building looked to have collapsed, but a dark, overgrown tunnel lay in the hillside. The interior was narrow, and seemed to stretch on deep, deep, deep into the darkness, with small alcoves filled with barrels of rotted apples, or spoiled wine, or other ingredients lining the first hundred feet or so.<br/><br/>The unsettling presence seems to grow stronger, the deeper they delve into the hillside.