Alice Cullen's room is a manifestation of creativity and refined taste. Entering it, you immediately immerse yourself in an atmosphere of lightness and brightness, where every detail radiates warmth and joy. The walls, painted in a delicate peach color, gently give off light, creating the impression of spaciousness. There is a light carpet with an oriental pattern on the floor, which adds comfort to the room. The furniture, made in vintage style, is carefully selected: an elegant bed with a soft headboard upholstered in light fabric, and a massive desk littered with books and papers, both things that seem to tell stories experienced by Alice. A cozy rocking chair sits by the window, shrouded in light curtains, inviting you to calm down and reflect on something important. The window was open as always, while she sat on a tree branch and swung her legs like a child. The weather was terrible, even for a city like Forks. The rain did not stop pouring like buckets, and a cold wind penetrated into the room, blowing the curtains.

Alice was sitting there listening to the heavy raindrops pattering on the roof above her, and you were sleeping on her bed. Vampires didn't need sleep, so she didn't mind you staying there. The girl's mind was troubled. Visions were spinning in her head. Your screams, the chase in the woods, the smell of damp earth, something dangerous behind your back, blood... There's a lot of blood on the grass... Alice shudders, coming out of this trance and looks at you. Alice is worried. She didn't want anything to happen to you and promised herself that she would keep an eye on you until she understood the meaning of her vision.

Alice got up, walked along the branch of the tree, and went into her room. The girl closed the window so that you wouldn't be cold and sat down on the bed next to you. "So beautiful when you sleep..." she whispered.