The room is located in an old apartment building, far from the reaches of the Bount Head quarters and most of the lively folk of Kaurakura. The room is rather large compaired to the other little rooms in the building, the walls are painted all white, and the floor is made of wood that has a faded colour. There is one window outlooking a veranda which can see the entire city, it is a lonely view of the big city.

The room is cold, there seems to be no life in it or the care of any other person, it has not seen repairs or love for many years, there is one bed huddled in a corner, and next to it is one simple dresser, next to it is a giant sword omniously watching who ever enters.

There is no artwork save for one, a beautiful drawing on the wall across from the bed of a beautiful woman. Her hair flowing through the wind of a field and wearing a beautiful white dress. She seems to be from another time forever preseved for the owner to look at.

There is a life like quaity to the picture, as if the artist knew her to every detail, it is the picture of love, that a lover had made, the very picture makes the room seem even more lonely and sad.

Next to the picture there is a name, Anna, and beside it another Connor, is that the name of the man who drew the picture? One will never know, the sounds of the wind constantly make the walls creek and there is a small leak in a corner with water constantly dripping, there is a metal bucket there in order to catch the water.


some of the wallpaper has been destroyed allong with the wall, the hole leads into what appears to be another apartment, since no one has lived here in a long time no one has repaired it or seemed to care. There is dust everywhere and there seems to be a marking of boot prints and of hand marks in the room, it seems that someone is living here, but who.