The hinges of the door screech, and you walk down the creaky steps.
As your eyes adjust you find yourself in a candlelit parlor room. A huge vase of flowers sits proudly on the table in front of you, overpowering your senses with sickly sweetness. The walls are covered in beautiful wallpaper, embellished with gold leaf. A fire crackles pleasantly on the back wall, in front sits two chairs.
Besides the fire, the room is silent. There is no sign of the deafening club overhead.