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The winding tunnel led us for some fifty yards further down the park until the way opened into a well-lit cavern. The room stretched for fifty yards in all directions and the walls showed off a smooth carving that made me wonder if magic hadn’t been used in the creation of the cavern, as well. The floor was sunken some twenty feet below the entrance, and a pair of curved stairs with handrails led down to a mess of round tables with elegant white table clothes. A bar ran along the curve of the wall to our right, and smooth red plush cushioned stools showed off their expensive pedigree.
The ceiling sloped sharply downward away from us and ended at a stage at the far end of the large room. A dark red curtain hung so that when closed it cut off all but the last five feet of the stage.
