You find yourself in a round stone chamber not much different from any other home you've robbed over the years. A pair of shoes and a coat are by the door, covered in the dust and mold of decades. A similarly-dusty table holds the stub of a candle and a letter.

Directly across from the entrance there seems to be a staircase. A door on your left is labelled bed room, and another door to your right is labelled potion room.