At least vampire dust doesn't have much of a smell. That's the one plus-side to vampire-slaying: easy clean-up.

[Anya draws her sword now and joins Colin in front of the door. She pulls it open, hurriedly back-stepping in case it's somehow waiting right there-- but it isn't. Apparently it's at least smart enough to wait for them to come to it. And it is awfully dark down there. Not likely the electricity is working either.

...but at least it isn't a bunny.]

Speaking of fire, I hope you're ready with that.

[And with that she's starting carefully down the steps with her sword held in front of her.]