The room appears to be a study, with rich, dark wood and plush burgundy rugs. There's bookshelves lining the walls and a desk with paper scattered on it along one wall.  There is an air of abandonment about it all.

There are glass panels creating a transparent pathway through the room, with twists and turns as it spirals around it. You can never quite reach the book shelves or the desk, there's always glass between you.

Some of the glass panels are all one piece, but most are a mosaic of different sizes and thicknesses of glass. As you move through the room, a single panel, no bigger than the palm of your hand catches your eye. While it is not glowing, when you look directly into it you can see light. 

As you focus, you see someone sifting through papers furiously at the desk, deep in thought. 

You cannot see them, or the light, when you look through the other panels. 

When you tap on the panel to the lit world, the figure does not respond.

You can only watch. 

Nothing appears to be happening.