The large room.
The plant by the window.
The pictures on the desk.
The empty back wall.
The door.

The only person left in the room is the girl, her head covered in a printed cotton scarf, who is standing in front of the window, taking photographs.

Nobody has entered the room.
Nobody has looked at her.
Nobody has noticed she is there.
Nobody has seemed to move her.
Nobody has raised her head from the book she is reading.
Nobody has seemed to watch her for a heartbeat.
Nobody has ever told her anything at all.