You start your decent into the cellar. It's cold and dark and smells
like fermented grapes. You hear cries of pain, but not Barbra's.
You finally make it to the bottom, and for a moment, you think you see
a woman cleaning the floor before she fades. It's silent.
Suddenly, the door opens, where there stands a man wearing a fancy
suit. "You! Servant! I need you!"
You decide to go off to the wine cellar.