The music isn't from this cavern but comes from a small opening nearby. The passage is small, but the walls must be acoustically designed, for the music issuing from it fills the entire room.
To one side, you see a burrow leading to the entrance.
Hanging on the wall is a curiously-humming framed poem.
The sound of steam from the teakettle startles the cat and he looks up.
Hi! Again says the Jellicle Cat.
Until a minute ago, he was entirely focused on reading a good book while curled up on a stout, pine barrel of nulls.
You chat with the Jellicle cat for a few minutes, and your eyes quickly become accustomed to the light coming from the 'Natural Jelliclelight' moonlamp in the center of the room. What a room! The smooth, grey walls look as if they were carved by hand, at least where you can see the bare stone. The moonlight casts a warm glow in this uncannily cube-shaped room, illuminating a comfy, multicolored collage of loving brushstrokes. You notice the passage from which you emerged; several other passages lead to unknown wonders. A few small, colored burrows are lined up on one side.