Trap

"Right here," Aseko said, opening the door to a room that Eclipse had not noticed before, given how distant they had to walk to get there, it is a given that he will not have seen it before. 

"What is this room?" Eclipse asks, looking around at the pure white cotton candy-like furnishes, a soft, alluring smell that seems to draw him in, enveloping him as though it is a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. 

Walking in, Eclipse stares at the little lights hanging from the rooftop with invisible strings, or they are just suspended in the air without any support, not that he could understand how nor could he care. 

The walls are all like the ceiling on Aseko's brother's room, except that they completely covered the entire place, including the floor, making it look like they are standing on a field of clouds.