Iggy's room was plain as could be with no decorations or accesories. Also the bed looks as if it had never been slept in, mainly because it hasnt. The closet door is slightly ajar and inside it one can see a pillow or two and a blanket.
Iggy sat unmoving in the corner of her room with her nose on her knees. She hadnt been able to sleep all night and had spent it all there in her corner, staring across the room at the door waiting for a slave driver to come in and get her.