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The Boggart would take a moment to ponder on how exactly it got here in the first place. With no useful information coming to mind, the creature would tilt its head before glancing around its surroundings in search of some clues, or perhaps even a way out.
The boggart would find there wasn't much in the room. The walls in the room were made up of brick, and appeared to be old and slightly damaged. One area on the east wall had heavy damage to the mortar surrounding the brick, causing a few bricks to hang loosely on the wall. On the west wall there was a small vent placed up high, a breeze of cold air blew in through said vent.