Although Tom has the feeling of dread in his stomach, he entered the master bedroom.  Perched on the end of the bed was a phantom-like figure and he had never seen anything like it before.  The figure, who seemed to be clutching a rose, starred at an empty corner.  A tear dropped onto her threadbare dress.  Her mouth trembled, as sounds that Tom couldn’t understand came out of her mouth.  Her hands shook, as Tom moved closer.