Moonlight filtered through a partly drawn curtain, illuminating swirling motes. Silver light trickled in and cast shadows across a dusty, abandoned apartment. The lounge room that faced the entryway was sparsely decorated, consisting of a single, worn double sofa, pointing towards a television that looked like it had been phased out of production 5 years ago. The room opened up into the kitchen which was bare, and the adjacent bed and bath fared no better.
The apartment’s single permanent occupant, a lone spider, lowered a thread and carefully began to pick it’s way down the door frame.