A light radiating out from somewhere in the room caught his eye, it illuminated the room, and he could see that the room was much larger and taller than he expected, so large in fact that there were pillars holding up the roof. The light continued to glow until the figure of a woman started to appear out of it. The woman was dressed in black and bejewelled with a silver crown and necklace. Though she was several feet away, Astor got a strong smell of lavender which was a pleasant change from the smell of damp mould and mushrooms. The light grew in luminosity, and orbs of light started congregating on the ceiling. Astor could make out the intricate carvings of the pillars and the smoothness of the hewn stone. The woman came close enough so Astor could see her face clearly, though he did not recognise her. She came and knelt by him close to him and rested against the spherical boulder to which he was chained. Astor kept his back turned to avoid her gaze, suspicious of the woman's motives.