Extend the Story - Add a Room

You reach inside your cloak....
Hmmm.
It's not there.
Damn! Where is it! You could have sworn you brought it with you! By all the gods, it must be in your other cloak.
You turn and race home. Arriving panting at your house you apprehend your manservant.
"Quickly! Tell me where my other cloak is! The fate of millions may depend on this!"
"It's in the washing mnachine sir."
NnnnnnnnOOOOOOOO!!!! You bound through the house to the laundry room and yank open the washing machine door spilling water everywhere.
"It's ruined! RUINED!"you cry in anguish.
There are red socks in there. Your cloak is dyed pink. But the mystic eye is okay. Thank Jbjvhgf.
Taking the mystic talisman, you race outside and back to the invisable barrier.
"Mystic ball upon my palm,
Reveal the cause of my alarm." you chant solumnly. The green light of truth floods out of the crystal orb illuminating the wall.
You squint at it quite hard. Hard to tell exactly WHAT it is or WHO made it, but you can trace the thaumaturgical emmission trail...

Follow the magic path back to the source of the barrier.