"Does it matter what's inside? We already know what's out here, and it's bad enough. Dead is dead. At least inside there may be a way off this stinking rock."
You hear nothing comming from the room. Assuming you all enter, you find yourself standing in a 20 x 30 foot room, that appear to at one time have been a dormitory for servents. There are broken cots and storage chests littering the room. There is one door on the eastern wall.