You open the door into a large room with tiled floors and high-ceilinged walls. The walls are painted a deep starry black with constellation-like patterns that move slowly about. Occasionally, a shooting star will fly across the patterns on the walls. It’s dim, but pleasantly so; star-shaped lanterns float about, giving everything a warm, cozy glow. The tiles light up when you step on them, too.

Despite the lighting, this is ostensibly the bathroom, though it looks a bit like an old-fashioned boudoir, too. There is a gorgeous claw-footed bathtub in here, filled with dark, glittering water like someone dropped a galactic bath bomb in it. There’s a tall vanity mirror, a large shag rug, and a beanbag chair for relaxing in.

On every wall are a series of collages; framed photos, papers, and trinkets focusing on a particular individual. There are nine in total. There’s also a hole in the wall by one of the collages.

You can leave this room and go back to the upstairs corridor.