"What on earth..?"

With a cautious step, James pushed open the creaking door. Coughing engulfed the rust-ridden room; a bed propped up in the corner shifting alongside the noise of hacking.

Curiously, he took a peak at the off-white - dirty - bedding. Spying a humane figure, the source of the coughing. James' eyes widened and he took a step back, his mouth agape,

"What the hell?"