Ceria followed Yvah as they reached the staircase end and corridor intersection.   Mimicking the feline woman's glances left and right, Ceria followed at about seven paces back and got just across the hallway to a very dimly lit area in front of the room.  She spied a vaguely humanoid figure thrashing about in a green tank inside the room.  

Drawing her bow and nocking an arrow, keeping said arrow pointed toward the floor so as not to further alarm the thrashing imprisoned being within, Ceria carefully guarded for the rest of the party should they wish to cross to her side of the hallway outside the north room.  

[i]Is this person to be turned into things like those villagers?[/i] she wondered silently.  Her whole being shuddered violently at the thought.