The door existed against a previously blank wall, her name written in highly stylized cursive against a door that seemed to be made of a naturally black-wood frame and a translucent insert in the center upon which her name was painted.
The interior, in a word, was massive.
From the staircase down led into the kitchen, if one took a left from the staircase down:
Or what seemed to be a study in another direction:
From the kitchen, led to the dining room, which opened above an indoors pool:
While the study led to an opening over the living room:
Which contained another staircase downward:
Which led into a smaller living room:
And attached bedroom:
The curiosity of it all was the daylight that seemed to pour in through the windows, which -- upon closer inspection -- appeared to be enormous viewing screens set to specific images of the outdoors. With proper adjustment of the shades, it became night-time.