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The room was like a cell. It was empty and its walls were shiny and smooth as though many mirrors were encrusted into the walls. Even the floor was slippery and smooth. The room was utterly empty without a single bed. It was about 1,500 square feet and not particularly big. A thin and frail woman who stood in the room alone made the room seem big to the point it was suffocating.

The room was special, ingeniously designed. One would be able to see their own helter-skelter image that inspired shame and fear as the walls reflected all of one's emotions through the various mirrors all at once and allowed one to see how they were like. The room, intended to imprison important convicts, was specially designed to prevent convicts from escaping. One who was unable to endure the mental stress would be tortured to the point of breaking down in such a room and dying.

This was a room that killed the souls of people in them.