A room like any other, a bed to sleep in. A window for lighting, a small fixture above head. Nothing special. A closet and drawers to fill clothing with, not that he had much clothing to begin with. But the Academy was kind enough to present him with proper clothing.

He awakes every morning the same way, hungry and weak. Only to suffer another day without feeding, he grabs his cloth's, get's dressed and leaves his room to start another day.