A light fluffy cloud up in the air. You faintly smell the roses from the rose garden below.
And below the cloud you can see...
A comfortable room with a couple of sofas and beanbags dotted around. There is a raised fireplace in one corner which, at second glance seems to open out into a whole new room. Stairs lead up and through it. There is a trapdoor in the floor and a concealed tunnel on one wall, looking remarkably like a stick of rhubarb.
There are exits: