Even though they were on The Surface, the mansion looked like it had been teleported straight from The Heaven. Right behind the lobby, the open-air atrium provided ample natural light. The narrow halls surrounding it were covered in beautiful patterned mosaic. Pillars made of white marble carried the sloped roof of fired clay tiles.
The butler, a tall, middle-aged man with pointed ears, led them deeper into the domicile. As they passed through the hallway, they noticed that all rooms had no doors for privacy, providing insight into a sparsely furnished home. A solitary bed here, an ancient desk there. White sheer curtains gently swayed in the gentle breeze. Despite the summer heat, the open windows provided cool ventilation.
