"At least the noise won't keep me up" you muse as you
collapse on the bed of hay...
Maybe before you do anything you should check out the
stables. The thought of a bed of hay is overriding
your curiousity of the house. About ten stable doors
stand open and facing each other in a wide alley
between the back of the house and the rear wall. The
first stable with it's half door is empty except for
some old and crumbly hay scattered over the stone floor.
All is eerily quiet.