There is a jar of marmalade on a shelf in the wall. Fortunately, it hasn't been used for years. Tobacco leaves abound. It is dark in here. Quartz crystals cover the walls.
Green crystals cover the ceiling.
Smoke stains the walls. Wisps of white vapor rise from the floor. A mummy lies in the northwest corner. A large natural gas flame burns in the center of the room. Coming from the west wall you can barely hear the words, 'Fee Fye Foe Fum'.