Its all in the Cards.

As the bucket ascends, a grotesque severed hand emerges, its broken nails slicing across Eye of the Storm's face in a ghastly attack. Reacting swiftly, Ashtar unleashes a powerful blast of magic, causing the undead hand to crumble and fall lifeless.

Within the bucket lies a simple bracelet adorned with a mysterious charm, its significance shrouded in eerie secrecy.

"GAHH! CURSES! IS THERE NO END TO THE MISERY OF THIS PLACE!?" Eye of the Storm bellowed in rage, gingerly touching his face where blood matted his fur. He snatched up the bracelet, ready to toss it down into the well, but collected himself with a snarl.

Ashtar walked up to Eye of the Storm, completely in agreement with his curses. They really needed to hurry out of this place. "What'd you get from the handsy hand?"

Briar flitters from chest to chest, picking the padlocks on each. She manages to unlock 3 of them. Inside, she finds a pouch made of human flesh inside is 11 gp and 60 sp, three moss agates (worth 10 gp each) in a folded piece of black cloth, and an ivory hairbrush with silver bristles (worth 25 gp).

Alyria borrows the black cloth from Briar's finds and hands it to Eye of the Storm. "I recommend covering the finding in this, you know not if it has negative enchantments on it. Better safe than sorry." With that, she turns and decides to follow the path that is mysteriously marked with a red arrow.

"What? How about 'Are you OK Eye of the Storm? Did it hit your eye?' " The Tabaxi scolded Ashtar whose first concern after seeing his companion get scratched bloody was to see what trinket it had gotten him..

The party winds their way through the dark dungeon until they reach an uncharted tunnel. Inside, they discover a room adorned with moldy skeletons dangling from rusty shackles along the walls. Dominating the space is a wide alcove in the south wall, housing a painted wooden statue depicting a gaunt, pale-faced man draped in a voluminous black cloak. His left hand rests on the head of a wolf standing by his side, while his right hand clutches a smoky-gray crystal orb.

"It just never ends..." Eye of the Storm muttered, seeing the skeletons...

Ashtar arched an eyebrow at the feline's outburst. "If you needed comfort from a scratch, perhaps you should've asked your mother to come along." He went back to accompany Briar again, before Alyria led them all away.

Alyria's eyebrows shoot straight up as she hears Ashtar's comeback. Suppressing the giggle, she focuses on the room they've entered as she says, "Those are bold words Ashtar. Not words I expected from you, but find myself rather amused by."

Eye of the Storm notices that the wall to the north looks off. It is large enough for a possible door. Getting a better look, he finds a hidden door caked in mud. It takes a few minutes to scrape off all of the mud to find a simple door with a hook handle.

Opening the door, the group finds a very steep, rickety wooden staircase heading up towards a ladder.

Nodding primly as if this were all highly normal, Briar heads to see what treasures lay locked away. Finding two of the three quarries too difficult, she calls for Alyria to maybe try a different method to opening the difficult containers. Briar drops into an oddly silent revere for a time as the group continues. Even with the nature of this place what it was, she had not been prepared for the dorm storage findings. A bag made of flesh?! The hairbrush was pretty, though. She was excited to try and clean it up a bit later. later. Regaining the reigns on her wandering mind, Briar tunes in just in time to see the cliff-like ascension into an even steeper climb.

"Uhhh, does anyone have any idea where we are anymore? I mean, like, with regards to the ground. I’ve lost count of our elevation changes…"

Eye of the Storm looked down the ladder carefully, the encounter at the well fresh in his mind.
"Is it too much to hope for an escape tunnel? Because I don't want to know what a secret hiding hole under this mansion of horrors might hold.."

Ashtar had had enough of this place. If he was going to die, so be it. It was pointless shivering at the back.

He climbed the ladder.

Proffering a quick shrug to Eye of the Storm, Briar darts after Ashtar. She definitely doesn't want to be left behind here. She ascends the ladder with nervous anticipation, peering beyond Ashtar to try and locate dangers ahead.

Ashtar climbs up the ladder; it takes a few minutes before he comes to a trapped door above him.
Pushing open the trapdoor Ashtar discovers the hunting room the party explored before on the first floor.

"This is rather vexing." Ashtar climbs back down the ladder. "Where to next?"

"I guess we go back and figure out where we haven’t been." Briar shrugs and beings back down the ladder, backtracking through the maze of hallways in order to venture onward somewhere new.