The room was small. A bed on one  side, a desk on the other. The bed was just a mattress with a single, thin blanket. Next to it was a rusted metal pan. Inside the pan was a needle, thread, and bloody gauze. The floor was full of ripped and wadded paper. The desk was littered with notes and journals, a single jar containing a blue flame sitting on the edge. Above the desk several newspapers depicting several events, yellowing pieces of parchment, and whatever else could be used to write on was pinned to the wall.