In the room of books, pages flick forward; writers steal ideas and minds explode with unfinished sentences.

In the room of cats, tails curl around chair legs and pink tongues lick the carpet clean.

In the room of fruit and veg, freshly cut tangerines slump upon tomato cut chairs and lettuce cut leaves dangle like curtains blocking your every view.

In the room of tigers, tangerines wait for their prey to come close; fires purr softly into every room and two pictures watch your every move.