Crouching down, she pushed back the edge of the rug, revealing a trapdoor set into the floor. She slipped her fingers through a cold metal ring handle, and pulled up hard,setting the torch down and slipping her free hand underneath to haul the door fully open. A gust of cold air swept up to her face as she yanked on a lever to wedge the door open. She picked up the torch and pointed it at the opening, where there were several old wooden steps leading down to another room. She stood and took one final look around the shop and then headed down to the room below.