When Jon could see again, he could see that things had changed. This didn't look like his room...He couldn't figure out why that might be. He'd only wished that people would treat him like a middle-aged woman.
Then it occured to him...why would people treat a teenage boy as a middle-aged woman? Either that would have to be the way they treated all teenage boys now or he would have to be seen by them as one. And thus his room wouldn't be the same.
The room he was in was a much larger bedroom. It had a large bed, with a bedspread, curtains on the windows, dressers, and an attached bathroom...
It looked vaguely familar though...
