At some point in the history of every interdimensional nexus, something strange, unprecedented, and just plain odd happens.

The seal wandering around in the middle of the lobby might just be that incident for the mansion.

[There is now to be seen in one corridor a Conan looks to all intents and purposes fast asleep and dead to the world.  Or rather, maybe he looks just plain dead - he's hardly moving, and  he's very pale.  He's dressed in pyjamas, too.  For some reason, his features seem a little sharper than most Conans' do.  It might take just a noise to wake him up, or it might take shaking his shoulders.

And it looks like he needs it.  He doesn't look very comfortable, suddenly on the floor.]