In this suite style rooms, the carpet is black, and warm, as if the heating itself radiated through the floor, making the thick shag feel like a living animal. The walls, made of the same material as any other, are yet so much colder, like pieces of metal from a refrigerator, but are not metallic. A couch like item sits against the left wall of the entrance room, on the floor, not elevated to knee height like a normal one, and pillows litter the floor, a particularly large pile in the distant left corner. Beside them is a doorway leading to what looks like a bedroom with a huge bed like arrangement dominating the majority of the floor, the rest of the room hidden from view on the other side of the wall straight across from you. On the side with you, however, is a large book shelf of only about one hundred books, give or take a couple dozen. To the right is a simple dark desk and chair with a few plants of varying heights in pots on the floor beside it. The area is dimly lit and smells like fresh wood and rain, and rustling can sometimes be heard, if you stand still long enough...
Best not to stand still too long though... or make any sudden movements...