[In the Conservatory / Action]
[Wandering around the hallways, she stumbles upon a door and slowly opens it up to nothing but cob webs and crows.
Blinking, she coughs and brushes some of the webs from her face to a room that looks like it hasn't seen the light of day for hundreds of years.] A Conservatory?
Ugh, it smells like something's died in here. [Fumbles on herself, looking for her flashlight.] Come on, where the heck did that thing go?
Blinking, she coughs and brushes some of the webs from her face to a room that looks like it hasn't seen the light of day for hundreds of years.] A Conservatory?
Ugh, it smells like something's died in here. [Fumbles on herself, looking for her flashlight.] Come on, where the heck did that thing go?