Well
"What a cozy, welcoming place" Enatsu mumbled as a drop of sweat flowed over his forehead. His horse, unlike the other two, was as anxious as its master.
"It's just a temporary stop. It's no coincidence that we're here. I've been to this place before," Shioko affirmed. The red-haired girl walked away from her horse, approaching a corner of the room.
A stone cylinder with the open end popped from the floor, attached to the wall. Like a fireplace that started from the ground, greenish abundant moss came out of the rock pores around its round 'mouth'.
Knowing that her gestures mattered more than words, Shioko plunged an arm into that dark hole, grabbing something and pulling it up to the surface. She continued to pull an old frayed rope.