[Uwresari's Exotic Blunders, Charred Ruins]
The blackened timbers that form the dying skeleton of the shop slump in defeat. Grisly bits of bone and the burned remnants of cloth litter the shop's floor in small piles, while the faint stench of charred flesh lingers in the air. A miasma of black tendrils drifts through the ruins, ever-shifting to avoid your focus.
You also see the blackened remains of a doorway.
Obvious exits: none.