Inside is a small wooden table, surrounded by studry chairs. It is
dimly lit by candles stuck into the walls and on the table. Some
bread is left on the table, which smells delicious. You turn your
head to look back out the door, in time to watch one of the elves slam
it shut and lock it with an ornate key.
"You don't remember us, do you?" askes the lead elf.
You decide to follow the lead elf as he slips through the door into
the darkness. Besides, you've followed them this far; they could have
killed you at any point along the way.