The Entryway

As Bil enters the shaded room, he notices just early enough that while most of the clothes on the rack are haggard, dusty, and old, a number of them are nice, new, and fancy looking. He also notices that as he approaches, one of the sleeves of a shirt seems to reach out for him, only to be slapped away by a woman's dress. This could be construed as the wind, but the air was still as the grave when the clothing reached out to admonish the other clothing. Something magical is afoot.