He was down in the wine cellar.
She opened the wine cellar and shivered at the cool breeze but forced herself to descend.
She took in his wounds again, unable to fathom why her father would chain him to the wall in their wine cellar.
She returned with it to the wine cellar and pushed the door open.
As she crept up the stairs of the wine cellar to the kitchen, she couldn't help feeling troubled at leaving the man in the basement.