"That I don't know, unfortunately." Venom glances over at the artifacts again. "Sometimes I feel enchanted items have a mind of their own. They can go weeks or months with nothing and then suddenly they inundate a visitor with their 'memory', so to speak." He can sense some tension in the room, but that might be from the gentleman with him. Not that Venom can blame him, after what he experienced.

"Are you spending the night here, as well?"