In a darkened room, lie two strangers.
The transparent door, both exit and entrance, is shut, but not locked.
The strangers occupy two of eight beds, which slope up and down, like gentle ocean waves. Cotton towels, the colour of wet sand, cover the beds. Hushed sea music shushes the occupants into a slumber.
Soft yellow lamps, glow in the dark. But it’s the tiny LEDs, dotted across the black ceiling, that catch the eyes. Like twinkling stars.
Despite the unknown identity of the other, the strangers, aren’t alone. They share a similar purpose, to rest in the darkened room.