At the centre of the room lies another room, walls suspended.
It might be a cage. It might be a sanctuary.
It might be a cocoon. It might be a home.
The walls are translucent. The walls are a lens.
There is no door. Only a space, enough for a body to move in or out.
The room within a room used to belong to someone.
It is vacant now.
Do you move out of a home? Do you escape a prison?
Do you emerge from a cocoon? Do you lose a sanctuary?
What do you become on the other side?