Knives are strewn across the floor. Their blades reflect the light peeking in from the windows as they lie eerily in a jagged line like broken teeth. Burning flames dance gently in a fireplace. Smoke rises into the air, curling and twisting with no way out. A rocking chair sits on the opposite side of the room, its seat carved with a serpent's head. The arms of the chair are draped with blankets while one leg is propped up against a table that's covered with scattered books and pieces of paper.