Finish What You Start
This room is on the ground level of the Mansion. It is an addition to the main building, jutting out like a shoot from the trunk. The roof is tarp over a skeleton of buttresses. The walls are but beams skinned with plastic sheeting instead of drywall. Every corner has piles of tools.
Cupboards and desks, cobbled from motley boards, stand at odd angles to the walls. Plans lie in their nooks, as uncompleted as the room itself. Projects never carried through. Homework assignments never finished. Promises never kept. Ambitions never followed.
The unfinished state of this room menaces you. The unmoored items fly at you to take vengeance for their frustrated becoming.