Seeing the deserted room, she fell onto her knees. Chloe crouched down before her and took her hands into hers. Whatever her best friend was speaking at the moment could only be heard by the walls if they had the sense of hearing. She even didn't feel the warmth of her friend's hands. Anything she could feel was the emptiness of the room eating her from inside, walls suffocating her, and the empty bed shooting daggers at her.