The room is cold and the window is open but the blinds are shut making it dark. there is a bed in the middle of the room and above the bed is a black chandelier. the room is decorated in cream and the bed sheets are a chocolate brown. there are tall lamps around me but the light is dim. there is a man sitting on a leather seat smoking, i can not make his face out but i know he is watching over me. the room is quite large with floor to ceiling window and a fireplace. even though the fire is burning the room is still and cold. i can crackling from the wood burning. i get off the bed and go to the window and open the doors on the balcony and step onto it the balcony has plants on it and there is a slight breeze outside. i look onto the world around me that i want to escape into to get away from. the scenes around me keep changing like i am moving from country to country but the room stays the same.