Trophy Room Glassware

A cluster of thin, fragile glass vessels rests on shelves in the trophy room, their polished surfaces catching the dim light. They range from tumblers to brandy snifters, each alike in their brittleness and gleam. Redvers’ erratic movements upset one, sending it tumbling to the floor where it shatters into a scattering of sharp shards. The noise startles the room’s occupants, underscoring the tension between Redvers’ fading sanity and the house’s latent menace.