'What is that?' demands a ghostly voice.
You bargain with them.
You will allow them to take the ointment
if they will allow you through the room;
you have no business with them.
A ghostly hand appears from nowhere
and tries to snatch the Jar from your hand, but you whip it away quickly.
'It is indeed the Ointment of Healing,' you hear one of the voices say quietly.
'We accept your offer,' says a voice.
'Leave the Jar where you are and leave through this door.'
A door in the far corner glows softly.
You do not trust them and take the Jar with you to the door.
As you open the door you fling the Jar across the room