2d digital art,In a decaying, thirty-foot-square room, the remnants of bunk beds lie in disintegrating heaps along the mold-covered walls. The once-sturdy wooden frames have long since rotted, collapsing into piles of splintered wood and sagging mattresses. The air is thick with the smell of damp and mildew, and the stone walls are streaked with dark patches of mold, creeping up from the corners of the room. Dim light barely filters through cracks in the ceiling, casting long, uneven shadows across the floor. The air is heavy, the silence oppressive, broken only by the occasional drip of water from somewhere unseen. The atmosphere is thick with the sense of abandonment and decay, as if the room has been forgotten for centuries.