The room is small, made of stone brick, chilly and slightly damp. A sconce on the wall holds a flickering red-orange flame, which hovers between the sconce's iron prongs, unsupported by anything so pedestrian as a torch or wick. An open archway in the far wall leads out to another room, with just as much stone brick and just as little light to see it by.
In the middle of the room is a carved stone pedestal, and on the pedestal is a thick leatherbound book. At its foot is a wooden chest, its latch glowing with a faint blue light.