As everyone moves about the room, spreading light and examining the contents, the warmth of a campfire, seeming far too small in the large fireplace, begins to be felt in the immediate area around it. Zara quickly coils herself against the side of the brick structure and dares anyone to dislodge her as the cub roams the room and examines anything that it crosses.<br/><br/>Although the place seems deserted, you can't help but feel as if you are not alone...<br/><br/>The oil lamps all appear to be dry and the wicks are burned up, as if they had burned all of the oil and then burned out... Aside from the storm outside, the place seems as quiet as a tomb.