There's little to remark on outside the ruined house. The hardiest of the plants still thrive in the hopelessly overgrown garden. Little of the debris from the fire has been cleaned up. Those who follow the dead man inside wade through burned timbers. Maria kicks at an old, tattered rope in the weeds under the nearest lamppost. It's been tied into a noose.
Vendalfek follows Kjersti's suggestion, vanishing in a winkle of sparkles and smoke and getting a dragon's eye look at the place, but from the outside, few details are apparent. "Part of the roof and the second story have collapsed. It looks fragile. Be careful!" is the faerie dragon's only report.
Those following the dead man's receding footsteps inside enter a mid-sized foyer, the walls peeled and charred black. The foyer leads naturally into the home's main hallway, dividing the house down the middle. Even the badly distracted Temperance can't help but see the badly burned corpse of a large dog lying in the hall, but it's Kjersti who notices that it was likely killed by a hard blow to the back of the neck, not the flames, and that someone has gently tucked a bundle of rags under its chin.
The hallway eventually leads to what was probably the dining room, though it's difficult to be sure. As Vendalfek warned, the ceiling has caved in, dumping the contents of the room that was once above it into a chaotic mess. The room above was likely a nursery. The remains of a child's bed and a crib can be seen poking out of the debris, some parts still featuring sky blue paint, flowers, and songbirds. There's no telling if the children those once belonged to are somewhere under the debris.
The implacable zombie isn't present anywhere those on the first floor can see, but along one of the dining room walls, tottering stairs lead up to the remains of the second floor. Below them, another set descends into some manner of basement.