Then there was the room. The vulture might not have been so bad if not for the windowless, doorless, inescapable room. It was composed of four bleak, mildewed walls of indeterminable color, the paneling seeming to be scarred with age (the floor and ceiling looked much the same, giving her the impression of being in more of a box rather than a room). At a first glance, this is what a person would notice. At a second glance, they might come to see thβ¦