You begin to feel nervous. Rebly had mentioned something about there
being "others". But from what you can see there are no
"others" down here. Not a single spider or mouse is creeping
across the floors; nonetheless, people.
You shrug and follow the servant down a flight of long, narrow, twisty
steps. It is in the dark and you can barely see the servant walking
not three steps ahead of you. Reaching the bottom Rebly opens a large
swinging, creaky door. Dim light flows out of the room. From your
vintage point you can see a row of beds, all of them empty.