"What an odd request..." they say. "Well, that is easy for us to grant. Any magical properties it is imbued with will disappate with this request, though you will receive it lit."

The candle appears in your hands, lit, as beautiful as ever, and yours to keep.
                                       
"Good luck, mortal! We wish you well! Goodbye!"

You blink, and suddenly, you're all alone in the room. You look around, and see a few options for your next move.
Directly behind you is a very solid locked wooden door - clearly, it's a mechanical lock, but won't open without the key.
In front and to the right is a large box with a circus lion painted on it.
Far to its right is a trapdoor in the floor.
Above you is a small cord, which you assume must open a way to the house's attic. Where to now?