As Erich speaks the command word, you all suddenly feel a jerking motion behind your navel and your world turns upside down. After a few moments you are standing atop a mountain. Dark pine woods are all around on the slopes of a mountain valley; the air is cold and fresh. Two ancient stones stand to either side of you, and no more than a bowshot ahead along a path is a large house, with stone on the ground floor, timbers above. Within sight are more standing stones.
Pine branches shift and sway in a gusting, fitful wind. A squirrel chitters and then falls silent.
The ancient building ahead has a wood and plaster upper floor over a fieldstone lower floor: its shuttered windows are all closed. The roof is completely overgrown with moss. A single door stands slightly open. Smoke pours from one of three large chimneys.