Zara was still coping with a new environment. Trying to settle in a life she didn't know existed. Her memories of Josh was still very clear and rather, they occured to her in images of moments that made her remember the love she felt for him.
The bed inside this room wasn't as normal as a human world would have, it was made from a rare fabric with refined particles inside it.
Wood and plastic incorporated to bring into its design but it looked pretty unreal in hues of colors that were both bright and dull. She figured out that it was capable of folding itself into a futon.
The room wasn't incredibly large as she imagined the moment she walked into it, the walls were the color of skin, the room was dim without too much light passing through, as though it was located somewhere hidden and the table and chair were made from the same plastic and wooden material.
