Svagema sighs in annoyance and tries to enter room D.

The door to Rood D opens smoothly. Lying on the oh-so-familiar bed is a violin.

Svagema examines the rest of the room and then the violin, making sure not to touch it.

The room is just as the others were, bodies, instruments, and secret passages aside. The wardrobe is empty and the desk drawer has only some parchment and a quill.

Svagema picks the violin up and inspects it.

It is a normal violin. It is made of wood and has 8 strings. There are no special markings or seals on it to denote the crafter.

He picks up the violin, then goes back to the room with body nailed to the closet.

Svagema returns to the room. Nothing has changed.

Svagema ses the violin down on the bed and begins to pull the body out of the closet, using the limbs surrounding the nails as leverage.

The nails do not come loose. The body, however, gets (larger)holes torn in it when he pulls on it. The body falls out of the closet.

Svagema examines the body and searches it again for anything useful.

The body has nothing useful on it.

Svagema, now thouroughly annoyed by thie whole rediculous house, stabs the body with a stiletto and marches off downw the hall to room B's door, planting a boot squarely on the locking mechanism.