In a split second decision you decide to run up the stairs. You're feet hit the boards so hard they almost splinter in your haste to get away.
The stairs open up into a short hallway with a few slightly musty oak doors. Another split second decision has you opening the door directly to your left.
Just in time! A skin slaps the wall behind you as you rush inside, but you almost fall back into the hall at what you see. The room is full of skins, smaller ones neatly sorted on shelves and in stacks littering the room. The larger skins are hanging from racks like some disgusting clothing store. Against one wall is a row of ancient wardrobes. There are a few windows at the opposite end of the room.
You slam the door closed.
Your heart slams out of your chest as you make another split second decision.