Some heavy thuds are coming from nearby, and the sounds of exasperated and irritated high pitch noises. Eventually a spell is heard being cast and then some silence before an unbelievable sight...
A cat that walks on its hind-legs enters into the room, having a floating disk carry a coffin in slightly after it. The coffin has the appearance of having been buried for months on end with caked dirt. Chains wrapped around it several times all lead to a singular rusted padlock that requires a large skeleton key.
The cat also carries a little toy-like shovel in its front paws, and around its neck it has a key as a necklace.
"Mrow?"