The interior of the building is accessable through what looks to have once been a doorway, though now its simply an oddly shaped opening in the crumbling walls. Dirt and patchy grass are overtaken by the hard, black-stone surface that the structure is made of and a small entrance hallway quickly gives way to a circular room that matches the exterior of the building.
It looks as if there was once a second level, as a set of stairs goes up, reaches three steps, then simply goes no where, with black stones scattered across the ground and shafts of light making it through the spotty ceiling a good distance above. Amongst the rubble, furnature could be seen: what looked to have been a bookcase, some kind of desk, and various remanants vials and other interesting objects.
Towards the back of the room, there was movement. A more careful glance showed three figures kneeling on the ground, facing the opposite wall and hundled around something that couldn't bee seen. All three looked very short even though they were close to the ground already, with one an entirely soft, cloud-white colour. Next to it was another white figure, though it looked a bit more translusent and its body seemed to have something occaisionally flaking off. The third was the least human looking of the three, and though its shape was about right for its size, there seemed to be scales rather than skin.
All three were also involved in a rather heated, though hushed, conversation in a strange language. They didn't seem to have taken notice of anyone entering the building.